In the darkness, Feng Chengjin had just finished making his last joke and was about to stop, but the unexpected embrace made him slightly stunned, especially the fragrant scent invading his nostrils. Find the newest release on novèlfire.net
The light seemed to have circuit issues, flickering every few seconds.
In the dim and bright shifts, Gu Zixuan clung tightly to Feng Chengjin out of fear, grabbing his suit lapel, while he gently placed one hand on her shoulder.
It was like a hug, yet more like a subconscious comforting gesture.
The proximity allowed their breaths to intertwine so closely.
Feng Chengjin had a very pleasant scent, which was very mesmerizing.
Feeling his warm body temperature, as Gu Zixuan regained her senses, her face quickly flushed red.
Feng Chengjin pressed his lips together, his deep Mo Tong eyes staring at the woman in his arms, unsure if he should move away.
Until the emergency display lit up, "Hello? Is there anyone in the elevator?"
Feng Chengjin stepped forward, his long arm pressing the communication button, "I’m here."
"President Feng?" The other party seemed completely startled, a flurry of panicked sounds erupted.
"Quick, get to the A8 elevator, President Feng is trapped on the 18th floor!"
On site, once assured it wasn’t some supernatural occurrence, Gu Zixuanxin’s heart eased. Next, she pushed him away with an annoyed flick of her hair, filled with frustration, and stepped aside to stand properly.
Feng Chengjin’s Mo Tong eyes slightly narrowed, he touched his nose and turned his face away.
In the end, Gu Zixuan didn’t know how the elevator system rebooted, she only knew that the moment the elevator doors opened wide, she saw the almost densely packed employees of the Fengyi Group, and those eyes collectively turned to her after confirming Feng Chengjin was safe and sound.
Gu Zixuan didn’t feel like saying a word.
Quickly avoiding everyone’s gaze, she walked briskly out of the Fengyi Building and pressed the key to get in the car.
Feng Chengjin stayed not too far or too close behind her.
As Gu Zixuan roared away with a step on the gas pedal, Feng Chengjin’s Bentley Mulsanne slowly drove up.
Gazing at the speed of Gu Zixuan’s departure, the driver watched as Qin Nuo respectfully escorted Feng Chengjin into the car, and couldn’t help but shake his head and say, "Fourth time..."
Feng Chengjin froze for a moment, awkwardly turned his handsome face away, "Uh, fourth time..."
"Tsk." The driver chuckled softly.
After a pause, back to business, "Today Mr. Feng wants a family gathering, madam asked me to pick you up earlier."
In the back seat, Feng Chengjin picked up today’s Financial Times and started reading.
The composed demeanor once again stripped away all occasional wickedness, returning to a coldness that discouraged any impudence.
The car slowly drove from the city center to the wild border.
As the continuous view of the manor’s trees came into sight, driving further, past the carved iron gates, there stood a massive estate surrounded by a sea of lawns.
Antique enough to trace back to the last century, but with every building exuding an imposing sense of grandeur.
This is Feng’s old house. Feng Chengjin is the fourth in his family, but among them, he is the only one in business, while the other three are in research, art, and still attending school.
The car stopped, and a girl in a white knee-length dress walked over, giving him a sweet smile, "Third Brother, we’ve been waiting for you."