Chapter 305: 0305 Chi Mu Ye Zhichen Chapter 305: 0305 Chi Mu Ye Zhichen The wine glass pressed against red lips, just as she was tilting her head back, the corner of her eye inadvertently caught the man in the corner.
The man stared at her unblinkingly, his eyes filled with a dark and cold light.
Her hand trembled slightly, she closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and downed the drink in one go.
Placing the wine glass on the coffee table, Ye Zhichen’s facial expression remained unchanged, still carrying a faint smile.
Yin Xiner had been quite shocked when Su Ran appeared, as Su Ran’s name, presumably, was not unfamiliar to anyone.
After all, she was very popular now!
Yin Xiner’s eyes flickered slightly, she turned her head to look at Wen Jichen next to her.
“Jichen, didn’t we just meet with your sister-in-law a couple of days ago? What a coincidence.”
Wen Jichen held a slender cigarette between his fingers. No expression could be seen on his handsome face, nor any warmth, and he sat motionless, leaving others guessing what he was thinking.
Three parts pride, seven parts cold!
He had completely carved the coldness into his bones.
Hearing the sound, Ye Zhichen turned her head to look at him, surprise flashing in her eyes, then her gaze swept over Yin Xiner next to him, and she slightly narrowed her eyes.
Su Ran also turned her head to look over, and seeing the two, there was no surprise in her eyes.
She and Ye Zhichen exchanged glances, the profound meanings in their eyes fleeting.
Wen Jichen exhaled a puff of smoke before slowly raising his head, and the gazes of the three met, then each withdrew their own, untroubled.
All those who should and shouldn’t have been there had gathered, was it really such a coincidence?
Fu Qiyuan, “Do you know each other?”
Su Ran was silent for a moment, “We just happened to meet a couple of days ago.”
Say they knew each other?
Indeed, they did not know each other!
Say they didn’t know each other, who wouldn’t know the famous Wen Jichen?
They had indeed not known each other before, nor had they even met.
But Su Ran had seen him!
In a photograph, from a woman who might never return in this lifetime.
Fu Qiyuan raised an eyebrow but said nothing.
At this moment, Ye Zhichen leaned in close to Su Ran and said softly:
“I’m going to the restroom.”
Su Ran put down her glass, intending to get up, “I’ll accompany you.”
Ye Zhichen shook her head and quickly pressed down on her hand.
“No need, I can go by myself.”
“But…” Su Ran was still somewhat uneasy.
“Don’t worry, it’s nothing. It’s too stuffy inside, I want to go outside for some air.”
Having said that, she stood up and walked past Chi Mu without pausing, opened the door of the private room, and walked out.
Only when the door closed again did Su Ran withdraw her gaze, her eyes inadvertently falling on the man in the corner, and she sighed softly.
The restroom’s lights were very bright, bright enough to see any expression on one’s face.
Ye Zhichen leaned on the sink with both hands, staring emotionlessly at her reflection in the mirror.
After some time, her arms began to feel numb.
But she didn’t care at all, numbly turning on the tap and splashing water on her face.
The icy water stimulated her nerves, gradually clearing her muddled head.
She turned off the tap, and as she raised her head, the droplets of water slowly trailed down her cheeks and into her neck.
[Chi Mu, Chi Mu, you are the evening sun, and I am the morning sun, you are the dusk about to set, and I am the dawn about to rise. Who would have thought our names matched so well?]
She violently pulled out two pieces of paper to wipe the droplets off her face and then her hands.