Chapter 207: 155 It seems like an old friend has returned, hitting me so hard that my heart aches_2

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Chapter 207: 155 It seems like an old friend has returned, hitting me so hard that my heart aches_2 Qi Zeyan and his company were seated not in a private room but in a public area, separated by partitions that lent the space a tranquil air. So when that person had left in a hurry, barely stepping out from the partition, she almost crashed into someone... Instinctively, she stepped back, losing her balance and becoming slightly wobbly on her feet, but the person opposite reacted faster, stretching out a hand to grab her wrist. The man’s palm was broad and strong, with fine calluses on the fingers, and radiating intense heat, gripping her wrist so tightly that it made her scalp tingle. “I’m sorry,” she lowered her head and apologized first. Above her head came a familiar low voice, “It’s alright.” Perhaps because he was looking down at her, his voice seemed to surround her from all directions, enveloping her completely, invading her limbs and bones, as if pressing tightly against her ear, striking her eardrums and chest fiercely. Her body jolted as if electrified, suddenly trembling, and as she abruptly looked up, she found herself lost in a pair of dark eyes. It was as if his eyes contained the night... Deep and impenetrable! Her heart skipped a beat! She felt her pupils dilate and, for a moment, it was as if even her breathing was no longer her own. Their eyes met; no words were exchanged. She was looking at him, and Jiang Yanting was sizing her up. She wore a fitted turtleneck, her slender neck gracefully arched as she looked up, her face familiar yet strange, like after a gentle rain gleamed a touch of affectionate color, fresh and radiant, with an irresistible charm. It was as if, in an instant, cold moonlight and withered trees... Were touched by a breeze that brought life to the quagmire, awakening all living things. She twisted her wrist slightly, but his grip was tight, and she could not break free. “You...” “What’s wrong with me?” Even as she deliberately avoided his gaze, their eyes inadvertently met head-on again. One was high above with an indifferent expression, while the other seemed panicked yet feigned calmness; still, it was she who first looked away. From the corner of her eye, she could clearly see the fine curve of Jiang Yanting’s neck and the slight flush on his ear tips. “Yanting, you finally came,” Qi Zeyan spoke up, and he let go of her wrist. The person standing across from him felt a tremor in her pupils, “You... you...” “Miss Shen, let me introduce you, this is Jiang Yanting. Since everyone’s here, why not sit down for a meal before you go?” “Miss Shen...” Jiang Yanting murmured, subconsciously touching the fingertips that had just held her wrist. “Yeah, come on, sit down. We’ll eat before we leave,” another girl came over and pulled her to sit down. After all, they were not familiar with each other, and the atmosphere was bound to be awkward. However, Qi Zeyan distinctly felt something was amiss, especially with Jiang Yanting; he had a strange feeling, particularly when ordering, randomly choosing a pile of dishes that were not his usual preference. Even though it was a blind date, they had some simple understanding of each other, and during the meal, they engaged in casual conversation. After a brief introduction to each other, the atmosphere grew a bit eerie. “Miss Xie?” Jiang Yanting, holding a kettle, was about to pour some water for himself and naturally asked for the opinions of the two women opposite him. “Thank you.” Miss Xie seemed surprised that Jiang Yanting would offer to pour water for her, as he was known for his cold demeanor, and she didn’t come for a blind date with him in mind. “Miss Shen?” Jiang Yanting looked at the person opposite him. “I don’t need any, thank you.” Her fingers rested beneath the table, ceaselessly rubbing the wrist he had squeezed, as if it had been burned by fire, with embers still dancing on her skin. The excitement was so heart-pounding it made people anxious. Qi Zeyan slightly raised his eyebrows, feeling that something was off between these two people, yet he couldn’t exactly put his finger on it. Mainly because it was he who had said to have both girls stay, but now that they were here, you’d better start talking—don’t just sit here staring into each other’s eyes like this! “Sorry, I need to go to the restroom,” that person said, picking up their bag and heading toward the other side. Roughly a minute later, Jiang Yanting excused himself to go to the restroom and left. Qi Zeyan bowed his head to take a sip of water, exchanged a smile with Miss Xie sitting across from him, and felt extremely awkward. ... On the other side, Jiang Yanting waited at the intersection leading to the restroom for approximately two to three minutes, watching her approach. At that moment, the narrow corridor was empty, and the noise outside didn’t belong to them. “Wanna talk?” he said in a low voice, as if struggling to restrain something. “There’s really nothing to talk about between us,” she clenched her bag, ready to brush past him and return to the dinner table. Jiang Yanting twirled his fingertips, and as she was about to pass him by, he grabbed her wrist and yanked her into a dark corner. Her heart raced, she tensed up, and her fingers instantly relaxed, dropping the bag on the ground. When she came to her senses, she was already pinned against the wall in a dark corner. Her body stiffened, her back pressed against the cold wall to avoid touching him. He was too warm, even his gaze felt scorching. “Changed to the surname Shen? Changed your name?” “You’re using a fake name outside too, aren’t you?” she retorted, her face lifted defiantly. Jiang Yanting scoffed lightly, his fingertips subconsciously brushing the back of her hand, causing her body to instantly go weak. He stared at her intently, as if searing her entire being into his heart. Even though the surroundings were noisy, it felt terrifyingly silent between them, as if she could hear her own heart beating like a drum. They stood so close that she could almost feel his heartbeat. For her... She had no resistance against him; being close to him made her feel as if she couldn’t muster any strength, and only by pressing herself against the wall did she find a semblance of support to keep standing. “Let go!” she bit out, trying to break free. But Jiang Yanting was much too strong. Just when she tried to pull away, she ended up leaning in, his whole body bending down to close the gap between them, their foreheads almost touching—just a little closer... And he would be able to kiss her! She instinctively held her breath, for in the darkness, he emitted a dangerous aura. She dared not breathe, yet his breath was like a hot wave on her face, leaving her heart pounding unstably. “Still trying to run?” His voice was very low, as if caught in his throat, inconceivably tender and lingering. He had many things he wanted to ask her, but upon seeing her, he just didn’t know where to start... She thought Jiang Yanting was going to do something, as her current situation allowed him to as he wished without much room for resistance. However, just a few minutes later, he suddenly sighed, his grip on her wrist tightened suddenly, and her body stumbled, falling right into his arms... She crashed into his chest, but it was his heart that felt the pain. ... Qi Zeyan was still at his seat, having a strained conversation with the Miss Xie. He glanced at the time. What were those two doing? It had been almost ten minutes since they left. Had they become constipated together? “Mr. Qi, please eat,” the person across invited him, clearly showing some interest. “Sure,” Qi Zeyan replied with a cheerful face but thought to himself—damn it, he had come to enjoy the drama, yet the situation had turned out so strangely!

Chapter 207: 155 It seems like an old friend has returned, hitting me so hard that my heart aches_2

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