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Chapter 37: The Dew Has Yet to Dry
Junxi didn't know how she fell asleep, but somehow, when Zhou Xuanyu gently wrapped his arms around her, all the restlessness hidden in her heart faded away.
Later, he remained seated on the edge of the bed, not leaving. His tall silhouette perfectly overlapped with the hazy figure from her dreams. He said he wouldn't leave, not anymore...
The next day, she woke up to the sun already high in the sky. The curtains in the room were drawn tightly, still resembling the night. She was awakened by her phone vibrating.
It was Xue Waiwai calling.
Xue Waiwai had spent the night out and returned to their dormitory only to find that Junxi, who usually adhered strictly to curfew, had also not come back. She immediately sprang into action, calling around in search of her friend.
Junxi turned over on Zhou Xuanyu's large bed, listening to Xue Waiwai on the other end of the line express just how worried she was.
"Xue Waiwai, you're like a government official who allows fires but forbids the common people from lighting lamps," Junxi replied with a chuckle.
On the other end, Xue Waiwai huffed, "Wen Junxi, this isn't the same! At least Gao Yuan and I are mutually attracted and evenly matched. What about you? I saw clearly who came to pick you up yesterday. Sure, mature men have their charm, but think about it—where does that charm come from? It's not like he developed it overnight; he’s been charming girls while exploring mountains and rivers for ages. A man like that could casually blow a smoke ring and have countless women swooning. How could you possibly be his match?"
Junxi remained silent, absorbing her words.
Xue Waiwai's summary of the situation was, "Junxi, being with a man like this will only bring you trouble."
Trouble?
What kind of trouble?
She actually hoped Zhou Xuanyu would strip away her defenses and consume her whole. However, his self-control and sense of principle were not something an ordinary wolfish man could compare to.
Even if her skirt had slipped off in front of him last night, he would have found a way to continue being his Liu Xia Hui.
Sigh... What was she even thinking about?
Junxi got out of bed; her foot was still swollen, but it was noticeably better than yesterday. She tiptoed slowly to the door, and upon opening it, she was greeted by a bright expanse.
As she reached the staircase, she heard someone speaking downstairs.
"Mr. Zhou, the meeting is about to start. If we don't leave now, we'll definitely be late." The speaker was a short but energetic man.
Zhou Xuanyu glanced at his watch.
"Just wait a little longer."
The man pouted, not daring to ask Zhou Xuanyu what exactly he was waiting for.
Junxi was uncertain whether she could go downstairs recklessly in such a situation. Zhou Xuanyu, now in a position of great power, could stir up a storm of public opinion with the slightest hint of controversy, especially when it came to rumors.
She sent him a text: "I'm up. Can you come upstairs for a moment?"
A few seconds after the message alert chimed downstairs, Zhou Xuanyu stood up. "Xiao Cao, wait for me outside."
"Yes," replied Xiao Cao, turning to walk out of the room.
Once the hall was empty, Zhou Xuanyu looked up.
Junxi was standing by the wall.
"Can you walk on your own?" he asked.
"Yes."
She nodded, but he still approached her, taking two steps at a time.
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