Rekindled Hearts: The Tycoon’s Reluctant Love
Chapter 638 - 635: Accidentally collided together

Chapter 638: Chapter 635: Accidentally collided together

The man’s phoenix eyes, hidden behind his glasses, settled somberly on Wen Yuci.

Wen Yuci’s gaze met the man’s eyes.

His expression was indifferent, devoid of any emotional fluctuations, as if he were looking at an utterly unknown voyeur.

Wen Yuci’s body stiffened slightly, as if she were nailed to the spot.

It wasn’t until he spoke and asked her if she "hadn’t seen enough" that she fully realized what was happening.

She pressed her lips together and before entering the room, she responded, "Firstly, this is the balcony of my room. I’m standing on my own territory and haven’t infringed on anyone’s rights. Secondly, for intimate acts in public places, please return to your room. I don’t wish to see such eye-watering scenes!"

After finishing her words, Wen Yuci entered the room with a tense face.

She did not look back at the man’s face, hence she did not notice how unpleasant his expression became after she left.

The atmosphere remained tense and chilly.

Cheng Yingying, whose heart had been pounding at the prospect of the man kissing her just moments ago, now felt as if her mind had stopped working.

Had that woman gone mad?

She actually dared to say such things to Yunshen!

Having known Fu Yunshen for several years, Cheng Yingying understood him to a certain extent.

Beneath his gentle and handsome appearance, there resided a heart that was indifferent and ruthless.

In the business field, he was like a lurking beast, ready to bite at any moment.

She never dared to act rashly in front of him, and it was precisely because of her obedient and well-behaved manner that she was able to stay by his side and would soon become his wife.

Cheng Yingying was a clear-sighted person; she knew she couldn’t control such a man.

As long as she could become his wife, that was enough for her.

After that interruption, the man didn’t kiss her again.

He leaned back against the balcony railing and took a drag of his cigarette.

The swirling smoke framed his sharp outline like a statue of a deity void of any warmth or emotion.

Cheng Yingying’s delicate body attempted to lean into his embrace, but he lifted the hand holding the cigarette slightly, halting her movement.

His eyes fixed on her classical, graceful, and clear eyes.

The makeup-free Cheng Yingying was undoubtedly pure and fresh.

Especially those eyes, unblemished, like the stars in the sky.

What Fu Yunshen liked most about Cheng Yingying were these eyes.

But...

Suddenly, the pair of eyes that had met his gaze earlier sprang to his mind.

With the comparison, Cheng Yingying’s eyes seemed insufficient.

He flicked the ash from his cigarette with a fingertip and his lips moved slightly, "Go rest."

A hint of disappointment flashed in Cheng Yingying’s eyes.

She had been busy filming on set recently, and it had been a while since they saw each other. Moreover, their wedding date was approaching; she didn’t mind intimacy before marriage at all!

Cheng Yingying wanted to make another effort; her fingertips latched onto the sleeve of the man’s shirt, her voice soft and whining, "Yunshen, shall we go to rest together?"

Fu Yunshen’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly behind his glasses, and although there was no significant change in his facial expression, the aura emanating from him abruptly became sharp and indifferent.

Cheng Yingying’s long eyelashes trembled gently, "Then you should also rest early. Don’t smoke too much."

The man did not speak.

Cheng Yingying walked a few steps forward but couldn’t help but look back at him one more time.

His long and refined figure leaned against the railing, his demeanor lazily indifferent, exuding an aura of frigid disdain that deterred anyone from approaching carelessly.

Perhaps it was Cheng Yingying’s misconception, but she felt a sense of loneliness and desolation emanating from him.

He was a tycoon in the finance world and a good brother to Mr. President; he could command the wind and summon the rain, seemingly having everything one could wish for. Yet, in the years she had been by his side, she had never seen him truly happy or laughing.

His heart was deeply concealed, untouched by anyone.

Cheng Yingying bit her lower lip gently. She really hoped that one day, she could enter his true heart!

...

After returning to her room, Wen Yuci finished the glass of red wine.

She had hardly felt sleepy to begin with, and after witnessing that scene, any trace of drowsiness had completely vanished.

What kind of cursed fate was this?

To encounter Fu Yunshen and his girlfriend on her first night staying at the hotel.

No, she should probably say his soon-to-be wife, right?

What were they doing now?

Continuing to be affectionate back in their room, no doubt?

Wen Yuci closed her eyes, trying to stop herself from thinking about those things, but her mind was utterly out of control.

She even found herself imagining, just how far had they gone by now?

Wen Yuci rushed into the bathroom, turned on the tap, and splashed her face with cold water.

Not wanting to stay there any longer, she changed her clothes and went downstairs.

A few hundred meters in front of the hotel was a secluded alley that turned into a corner with a barbecue stall.

Wen Yuci sat down at the barbecue stall, ordering some grilled food and beer.

Wen Yuci came out just in time, wearing an oversized hoodie without any makeup. Despite not being dressed up, her delicate skin, ethereally beautiful features, and classic elegant demeanor still stood out awkwardly from the small stall.

She seemed like a glamorous superstar, secretly escaping to this little stand to experience the life of ordinary people.

Wen Yuci didn’t notice the looks she was getting from others around her.

She ate and drank, all the while.

During that time, a couple of guys came over to chat her up, asking for her WeChat.

Wen Yuci refused them all.

She drank quite a few bottles of beer by herself until the world spun around her.

After paying the bill, she staggered away.

Indeed, drink enough and your brain stops bothering you with all sorts of messy thoughts!

Wen Yuci crossed the road and entered a narrow alley, as a luxury car zoomed past on the road.

Glancing out the window, tired from reading documents, Fu Ziyuan casually looked outside.

At that glance, he suddenly froze.

A slender figure, so much like Wen Yuci, caught his eye.

However, when he took a closer look, the figure had disappeared.

Fu Ziyuan closed his eyes briefly, a dark shadow flickering across them.

Had he seen wrong, or had Wen Yuci really come back?

Fu Ziyuan took out his phone and made a call, "Check for me, has Wen Yuci come back?"

...

As Wen Yuci was about to leave the alley, a group of young men suddenly approached from the opposite direction.

The young men had clearly come out of a bar across the way, and they had all drunk quite a bit.

One of them, with his hair dyed granny gray, noticed the swaying Wen Yuci and exclaimed, "Wow, what a babe."

The young man stepped in front of Wen Yuci, eyeing her lewdly, "Hey, beauty, want to hang out?"

Just as he reached out to lift her chin, he hadn’t even touched her when she flipped him over her shoulder and onto the ground.

Wen Yuci, with a sharp dagger suddenly in hand, waved it near the young man’s lower body, "Still want to play?"

The young man’s pupils shrank; he never would have guessed that a woman who looked so harmless could be so skilled.

"No, no more playing."

Wen Yuci belched, put the dagger away, and left.

As a war correspondent, she would sometimes encounter danger; if she didn’t have any self-defense techniques or weapons, how could she possibly be alive today?

When Wen Yuci reached the hotel lobby, perhaps because the aftereffects of the beer had kicked in, she didn’t see the person coming towards her and accidentally bumped into them.