Sharing Dreams with My Bestie’s Cousin
Chapter 157 - 157 Appease reconcile

Chapter 157: Appease, reconcile Chapter 157: Appease, reconcile “Mmm,” she nodded.

Shang Hexing, “The truth is, I’m very happy.”

He was indeed happy, and Wen Zhi could clearly see it.

Suddenly, she grabbed his tie, tiptoed, and her face abruptly came close to his, “I think I want to go with you today.”

Her initiative made him feel it was surreal.

Was it because of the night apart that she had seriously thought about their relationship?

“Shang Hexing, are you hesitating to make a statement because you think my status is something to be embarrassed about and you need to weigh it?” Wen Zhi became more and more straightforward.

She was full of hope, boldly passionate, communicating her wish to him, a stark contrast to her timid, cowardly self from yesterday who couldn’t even dare to look him in the eye.

Her change in behavior even made Shang Hexing suspect she had an ulterior motive.

“Or is it that you already have a beautiful companion? Who is it? Is it Xie Weiyue? Or…” Wen Zhi deliberately pressed, “or another close female friend?”

“There’s no one else, no other close female friend besides you,” he said, and to be sure it wasn’t his own imagination, Shang Hexing bent down to kiss the red lips so close to him.

Wen Zhi moved her head back, thwarting his attempt.

He wasn’t annoyed; this push-pull, almost-there-but-not-quite behavior only made him crave her more.

“Wen Zhi, you’ve surprised me today,” he said slowly, enunciating each word.

It was only at this moment that Wen Zhi realized Shang Hexing was really good at stirring emotions, and she retorted, “Then do you like me being close like this?”

“I do.” He did not hesitate to lift his hand, grasp her waist, and forcefully pull her into his embrace.

At the dining table, Aunt Lin came out to clear the dishes.

Upon emerging, she saw the scene of the master and mistress embracing and covered her mouth to giggle, then hurriedly brought the dishes back into the kitchen to avoid disturbing the young couple’s enjoyment.

Wen Zhi didn’t struggle, but when Shang Hexing tried to kiss her again, she blocked his lips with her hand, “You haven’t answered me yet.”

Shang Hexing, “What?”

Wen Zhi pouted, “Never mind then.”

She made to push him away, but Shang Hexing seized the opportunity to kiss her lips. Wen Zhi, caught off guard, allowed him to take advantage.

This kiss mixed with his whole night’s longing and restraint; his discomfort dissipated from the moment she grabbed his tie.

Now he just wanted to kiss her.

Wen Zhi’s struggle seemed more like coyness, which Shang Hexing found very rewarding.

At some point, he was holding her on the sofa, his arm moving from her lower back to her shoulder blades, tightening bit by bit, and her petite frame enveloped in his arms created a stark contrast.

“If we kiss any longer, we’ll be late,” she finally found a moment to remind him.

Shang Hexing’s throat emitted a satisfied sigh, “Would you like to go with me to celebrate Uncle Zhou’s birthday?”

Wen Zhi had thought Shang Hexing was not going to make a statement.

Now she realized he planned to make a statement after the kiss.

Before she could respond, she heard Shang Hexing say, “At that time, I will introduce you to everyone.”

Wen Zhi laughed, and in a testing tone slowly expressed her inner thoughts, “I suggested going together because I’ve decided not to hide anymore, but I want to appear in public as an official partner.”

The smile at the corner of Shang Hexing’s eyes faded.

Wen Zhi noticed he was displeased and quickly cupped his face, “I don’t have any ulterior motives.”

The more she explained, the more conspicuous it became.

But now Shang Hexing wasn’t too concerned about her having a motive to please him.

Her willingness to make an effort was better than her being lukewarm and distant.

“Go change your clothes, eat breakfast, and come out with me,” he lightly patted her buttock, signaling compromise.