Upon hearing the ringtone, they both awakened from their trance.
Yun Bixue looked at the man oozing with charm on top of her. He was frighteningly beautiful in that moment, and her heart could not stop quivering.
“You can’t have a rainbow without a little rain… You ask me how deep my is love for you… ” The two lines of lyrics kept looping.
Eventually, Yun Bixue gently pushed Xie Limo away. She picked up her clothes and put them on, her face still a little pink. Her eyes were still mesmerized.
She picked up the phone on the floor and looked at it. She didn’t expect it to be Su Lenghan.It felt like they hadn’t called each other on the phone for a very, very long time. Her slender fingers were a little tense as she held the phone in her hands, staring blankly into space.
Xie Limo got up and rested against the chair beside him. His entire being was brimming with extravagant charm, and his body was a tempting sight.
He narrowed his eyes and asked softly, “Why aren’t you answering?” His voice was husky and attractive, stirring the hearts of those who heard it.
Yun Bixue steeled herself and swiped her finger, picking up the call. “Hello!” Her voice was still lazy and soft from the passionate moment of just a second ago.
Su Lenghan’s eyebrows ticked involuntarily. Hearing such a voice made him feel conflicting emotions.
In the three years they had known each other, he had never heard her voice sound so soft. It could almost melt his heart in an instant.
“Hello?” Yun Bixue’s second greeting was a bit colder.Su Lenghan fought to keep his emotions in check. “Bixue, I heard that you were discharged today. I’ve been wanting to visit you, but I couldn’t enter the hospital. Are you alright?”
Yun Bixue felt that such a call was very random. However, when she remembered that he was the one who sent her and Xie Shiyi to the hospital that day, she answered softly, “I’m doing very well. Thank you for sending me to the hospital swiftly that day. I’ll make sure to pay back the hospital fees.”
Although she had a cozy home now, she still felt some bitterness when she thought about Su Lenghan.
She’d spent three years waiting for the warmth of a family, but what she received was a clear view of the world’s cruelty.
“Bixue, I’m not… ” But he couldn’t find a way to finish his sentence. He couldn’t help but think of the scene where she asked to borrow money from him.
“Su Lenghan, if there’s nothing else I’m going to hang up. If you’re in a hurry, I’ll transfer the money to you tonight. Tell me your account number.”
Since the day that she’d gotten injured at the Luxury Emperor Ballroom, she understood that this man’s elegance was matched by his ability to be unfeeling.
Su Lenghan heard the busy tone from his phone and knew that she’d hung up. He didn’t know how to describe what he was feeling. It was a mix between loneliness and disappointment. He found the silence in the room slightly irritating.
The chilly draft of deep autumn blew past the curtains and into the room, filling it with coldness. It helped him clear his head, and a hint of seriousness crossed his elegant features.
“Young Master Su.” When he came down the stairs, the servants on the first floor bowed respectfully. They could feel that Young Master Su was feeling a bit unhappy today.
“Lenghan, I’m at your house. I’ve brought some dumplings that my mother made.”
With a cheery sound, an image of the villa’s gates appeared on the monitor inside the building’s living room.
A servant pressed on a remote inside the house. The craved gates of the villa slowly opened. Meng Xinyan jumped into Su Lenghan’s arms, still chilly from the air outside. “Lenghan, it’s so cold outside. Your place is so warm though.”
“Fool, why didn’t you wear more clothes since it’s cold?” Su Lenghan’s voice carried waves of tenderness, almost as though it could expel the chill from Meng Xinyan’s body.
After indulging in some flirtation, Meng Xinyan entered the house and took off her overcoat. She picked up the phone he’d left on his table and looked at it. To her surprise, Yun Bixue was among the contacts that he’d dialed.
