Mr. Liang, you mustn't covet other people's fiancées!

"Whoosh—"

Upon waking, Wen Li drew back the curtains and stretched in front of the French windows. Looking out, the distant horizon appeared somewhat hazy and somber.

Just as she finished changing her clothes, there was a knock on the door, followed by Liang Chaoxu's voice: "Wen Li, are you awake?"

Wen Li walked over and opened the door, and saw Liang Chaoxu wearing a white baseball cap and a loose tracksuit of the same color. He looked clean, refreshing, and outstanding.

Wen Li's gaze paused slightly. Why was he dressed like a male college student? After a moment, she looked away and said, "Let's go."

"Okay." Liang Chaoxu nodded and followed Wen Li downstairs.

After watching the airshow, Gu Zhihuai took the two of them to the project venue.

As Wen Li walked through the departing crowd, a little boy carrying a Coca-Cola cup accidentally bumped into her.

Wen Li instinctively reached out to support him: "Are you alright?"

"Thank you, Auntie." The little boy shook his head, but his eyes remained fixed on Wen Li's dress.

Wen Li followed his gaze and looked down, only to find a large area of ​​cola stain on her skirt. The brown liquid stain was particularly conspicuous on the snow-white skirt.

"I'm sorry, Auntie."

"It's alright, Auntie can just wash up when she gets home."

After the little boy left, Wen Li turned to Liang Chaoxu beside her and said, "You guys go ahead, I'll go find a restroom to fix my skirt."

Gu Zhihuai immediately replied, "Okay, then Liang and I..."

Liang Chaoxu raised his hand and elbowed him in the stomach, then said to Wen Li, "I'll go with you. After we've dealt with this, we'll go to the venue together."

After saying that, Liang Chaoxu and Wen Li went to the restroom.

"Hey? Liang Chaoxu." Gu Zhihuai followed along reluctantly.

Wen Li went to the restroom to fix her skirt, while Liang Chaoxu and Gu Zhihuai leaned against the railing by the door waiting for her.

Visitors came and went, and the women going in and out of the restroom frequently glanced at the two of them.

Gu Zhihuai touched his nose, trying to ease the awkwardness, but when that didn't work, he turned to Liang Chaoxu and asked, "Do we really have to stand outside the women's restroom and wait?"

"Yes." Liang Chaoxu nodded.

Gu Zhihuai sighed speechlessly: "She won't get lost."

"I know," Liang Chaoxu replied confidently.

Gu Zhihuai lowered his head and covered his face with his hands: "I'm truly impressed."

When Wen Li came out, she was clutching the hem of her skirt tightly, looking somewhat flustered.

Liang Chaoxu saw her immediately, straightened up, walked towards her, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Gu Zhihuai followed, looking at Wen Li with curiosity.

"My skirt got a little see-through after it got wet," Wen Li said, glancing up at Liang Chaoxu with an embarrassed expression.

Liang Chaoxu lowered his gaze, and where Wen Li hadn't fully grasped him, he could indeed vaguely see the outline of the underwear underneath.

The next second, Liang Chaoxu neatly took off his coat and wrapped it around Wen Li's waist: "That's fine."

"Thank you." Wen Li adjusted the position of her coat.

"I didn't need to come along!" Gu Zhihuai thought, looking at the two of them. Then he turned and walked towards the entrance of the venue: "Let's go, you two."

Wen Li looked at Liang Chaoxu, who was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt, and said, "I'll return your coat to you as soon as my skirt dries."

"It's alright, it's not cold," Liang Chaoxu said, and then followed Gu Zhihuai with Wen Li.

The venue was spacious and high, with entrances and exits at both ends. A breeze would occasionally sweep through the center of the venue, bringing a cool autumn evening.

Gu Zhihuai glanced at Wen Li not far away before staring at the goosebumps on Liang Chaoxu's arm and asked, "Are you cold?"

Liang Chaoxu looked intently at the project brochure he had just received, without looking up: "It's not cold."

"Are you just trying to save face at all costs?" Gu Zhihuai said, then turned his gaze to the unsuspecting Wen Li and lowered his voice, "Or are you trying to use a self-inflicted injury to trick a young girl into feeling sorry for you?"

Upon hearing this, Liang Chaoxu slowly raised his head to look at Gu Zhihuai: "You talk too much."

"Heh," Gu Zhihuai laughed and walked away, "Serves you right for freezing to death."

Liang Chaoxu turned to look at Wen Li, seemingly lost in thought.

On the way to dinner, Liang Chaoxu suddenly sneezed.

Sitting next to him, Wen Li quickly turned her head: "Have you caught a cold?"

"No," Liang Chaoxu shook his head.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Gu Zhihuai glanced at Liang Chaoxu through the rearview mirror and smirked: "Hmph, after all these years of being brothers, don't I know you?"

During the meal, while Wen Li went to the restroom, Gu Zhihuai poured Liang Chaoxu a glass of ice-cold water: "Drink it quickly, or you won't be able to keep up the act."

Liang Chaoxu looked at him, somewhat speechless: "My nose just itched a little."

Gu Zhihuai clicked his tongue and looked him up and down, shaking his head regretfully. "He has a handsome face and a head full of high intelligence, but he doesn't know how to use it at all."

Liang Chaoxu said earnestly, "Feelings are developed gradually through getting to know each other, not through calculation."

"Don't speak too soon. Wen Li is so outstanding and beautiful, there must be many men who like her." Gu Zhihuai said, lowering his voice.

"If you keep thinking that you can get to know her slowly and develop feelings over time, someone else might snatch her away one day. Don't end up sitting alone in a bar drinking until dawn again."

Upon hearing this, Liang Chaoxu suddenly remembered "Senior Jiang You," whom he had never met. The phone call in the middle of the night, the birthday wishes, and the casual chat last night.

Wen Li seemed to be closer to Jiang Youye...

While I was pondering, Wen Li walked in from outside.

Gu Zhihuai's eyes darted around, and he immediately said, "Wen Li, Liang Chaoxu seems to have a bit of a fever. When you go back to the hotel later, could you please take care of him for a bit?"

"Hmm?" Wen Li looked at Liang Chaoxu, then nodded. "Okay."

Gu Zhihuai raised an eyebrow at Liang Chaoxu. "See? It has to be like this."

Back at the hotel, Wen Li brought Liang Chaoxu his medicine.

Seeing that he was in an online meeting, Wen Li put the medicine on the table and prepared to turn around and leave.

"Cough cough cough"

Liang Chaoxu coughed a few times and continued discussing the contract details with the person on the other end of the computer.

Wen Li stopped in her tracks, hesitated for a moment, and then went to boil water.

"Wait a moment, I have something to tell you." Liang Chaoxu took the water glass from Wen Li's hand.

"Okay." Wen Li simply sat down on the sofa and waited.

One after another, the voices reporting work from the computer rang out, swirling and lingering in the room, like a lullaby that made one's eyelids heavy.

After Liang Chaoxu finished the meeting, he looked up at Wen Li and realized that she had fallen asleep leaning against the sofa armrest at some point.

He got up and walked to the sofa, knelt down, and gazed tenderly at the sleeping Wen Li. After a moment, he gently carried Wen Li to the bed in the inner room.

The inner room was dark, with only a faint sliver of light from the outer room filtering in, casting a dim and hazy glow over the two of them.

Liang Chaoxu covered Wen Li with a blanket and straightened up to leave, but she grabbed his coat sleeve while she was still asleep.

Liang Chaoxu paused for a moment, then sat down on the edge of the bed to watch over Wen Li. He would tuck her in and smooth the hair on her face.

The room was completely silent when Wen Li suddenly murmured softly.

Liang Chaoxu didn't hear clearly, so he bent down to listen carefully, but still couldn't make out what she said.

"Wen Li?" Liang Chaoxu looked at her with slightly furrowed brows and called her name softly twice.

Wen Li shifted her head, and as she turned her head, her lips suddenly brushed lightly against his cheek.

Liang Chaoxu's pupils contracted sharply, and he froze instantly, unable to move.

After a long while, his tense shoulders slowly relaxed, but his gaze remained fixed on Wen Liying's pink lips, and his heart was pounding loudly.

Liang Chaoxu pushed the sleeve that Wen Li was holding up a little higher, letting her hold it.

He propped himself up on the bed with his elbows, leaning over her with a faint smile on his lips.

In the darkness, the two stood very close, their breaths mingling and rising and falling, and at a certain moment they were in sync.