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Zhou Xuanyu returned to his office, handling the urgent matters at hand while calculating the time. He was eager to see Junxi, but he also wanted to give her enough time to calm down. These conflicting emotions tugged at him, making it difficult for him to find peace.
"Knock, knock." Someone was knocking at the door.
"Come in."
It was Galen who entered.
"What’s up?" Zhou Xuanyu looked up at Galen.
"I’ve already talked to our colleagues. After today, this matter will not be brought up again."
"Okay."
Zhou Xuanyu nodded; he trusted Galen to handle things well.
"And..." Galen hesitated.
"And what?" Zhou Xuanyu prompted.
"Also, the person following Junxi said she hasn’t gone home."
"Where did she go?"
"She went to a bar."
As soon as Galen finished speaking, Zhou Xuanyu abruptly stood up, tossing aside her pen. She grabbed her coat and, just as she reached the door, turned back and said, "Send me the address of the bar to my phone."
"Sure," Galen replied. In the blink of an eye, Zhou Xuanyu had already disappeared down the corridor.
She watched Zhou Xuanyu's hurried figure leave and raised an eyebrow lightly.
Although Zhou Xuanyu had never admitted anything in front of her, she had known from the day Wen Junxi came for the interview that this girl must have a close relationship with Zhou Xuanyu.
Today, her suspicions were finally confirmed.
However, it wasn't just Zhou Xuanyu who had a deep connection with this girl; if one were to speak frankly, it involved the entire Zhou family...
Zhou Xuanyu had just gotten into her car when Galen's text came through.
She glanced at the address and pressed the navigation button.
Heya? What a strange name for a bar! Would it be dangerous for her to be there alone? Oh, she had completely forgotten to ask if she was by herself.
Zhou Xuanyu started the car, feeling somewhat irritated...
It wasn't rush hour yet, so the roads were clear.
As the navigation system indicated that there were still three kilometers to go, her phone rang.
Zhou Xuanyu initially didn't plan to answer it, but when she glanced at the caller ID, she realized it was a call from Zhou Ziyan.
"Hello?" He put on his Bluetooth headset.
"Uncle, I need to step out for a bit," Zhou Ziyan's impatient voice came through.
Zhou Xuanyu frowned.
"This is ridiculous! Where do you think you're going? Your foot isn't fully healed yet..."
"That's exactly why I can't drive myself, so I'm asking to borrow your driver. Don't worry, it'll be fine with him around. Gotta go now, I'll explain when I get back!"
Zhou Ziyan rushed through her words and hung up before Zhou Xuanyu could say anything else.
He considered calling her back, but just then, the navigation system beeped, signaling the end of the route.
He looked up and saw the sign for Heya. The sign was less flashy than he had imagined, even possessing a touch of artistic flair. He got out of the car and quickly walked toward the entrance.
Compared to Zhou Ziyan, he was more worried about Junxi.
The bar was quiet during the day, with only a few servers sitting around. When he pushed the door open, they all stood up in unison.
"Welcome!"
Xue Waiwai had started as a hostess but had now completely turned into a persuader for drinks. However, her ability to convince others paled in comparison to her own drinking capacity; Junxi hardly paid attention to her words and continued to down drink after drink.
"I mean, sister, who are you trying to scare like this?"
Xue Waiwai reached out to grab the bottle, but was pushed away by Junxi. Having drunk some alcohol, Junxi was twice as strong as usual, and Xue Waiwai was no match for her.
"Welcome!"
A synchronized voice rang out from behind.
Xue Waiwai's eyes lit up; at this hour, the only person who would come to the bar would be her savior, Zhou Ziyan. This guy was indeed eager to help with anything related to Junxi, and it came much quicker than she had expected... She turned around, only to be taken aback.
It wasn't Zhou Ziyan who had arrived; it was Zhou Ziyan's handsome uncle.
Zhou Xuanyu's piercing gaze swept across the entire bar hall before finally landing on them.
Xue Waiwai waved at him, thinking that Zhou Ziyan must have sent his uncle over since he couldn't make it himself. After all, Junxi was an employee of Hengfu Group and was suffering on his territory today; this grievance had a source, and his arrival was just in time.
Zhou Xuanyu strode confidently towards them.
"Mr. Zhou, hello," Xue Waiwai greeted him with a smile.
"Hello."
Zhou Xuanyu responded to Xue Waiwai but kept his eyes fixed on Junxi. The girl’s cheeks were flushed, and she was mumbling incoherently, clearly drunk.
"Mr. Zhou, are you here to pick up Junxi?"
Zhou Xuanyu nodded. "Leave this to me."
"Alright, alright. Then I'll leave her in your hands. I need to head back now." As Xue Waiwai spoke, she hurried towards the exit. It wasn't that she lacked loyalty; she just knew that if she didn't return soon, those senior colleagues at the company would surely make her regret it.
Zhou Xuanyu watched as Xue Waiwai ran to the door, not forgetting to turn back and remind him, "You must take good care of her. If anything happens, I'll come to Hengfu Group to hold you accountable!"
Of course, he would take good care of her. If he couldn't, there would be no need for anyone else to hold him accountable; he wouldn't let himself off the hook.
"Junxi."
Zhou Xuanyu walked over to Junxi's side and gently pinched her face, half caressing and half rubbing it.
"Get away!" Junxi pressed one hand against the bottle and used the other to push Zhou Xuanyu away.
"Behave. Get up."
"I won't, I won't, I won't. Who are you?"
Junxi stumbled closer and grabbed Zhou Xuanyu's collar, her drunken eyes staring at him for a moment before she tried to pull her hand away...
Zhou Xuanyu firmly grasped her hand, holding it against his chest.
"Look for yourself. Make sure you know who I am."
Junxi was pinned down and unable to move. In a daze, she raised her hand and fumbled around his face. After a while, she suddenly patted his cheek and said, "Who did I think you were? Turns out it's my Xuan Yu Uncle!"
She giggled, and the sound made his heart flutter.
"Now that you know who I am, can you come back with me?" Zhou Xuanyu patiently circled around her.
"I don't. I don't want to see you." Junxi shook her head seriously. "I'm the daughter of a corrupt official, and you're a high and mighty CEO. We're not from the same world. Just go, go far away, okay?"
The daughter of a corrupt official and the CEO?
Zhou Xuanyu began to feel a bit irritated. They say that alcohol brings out the truth, and now he understood how she defined their relationship in her mind.
"Stop messing around." He interrupted her.
Junxi blinked, stuck out her tongue, and fell silent for a few seconds. Then she started shaking his arm again, chattering on with her own assumptions. "Xuan Yu Uncle, actually you're just like everyone else; you don't believe my parents are innocent at all, do you? Burp..."
She let out a drunken burp.
"Stop talking." Zhou Xuanyu's tone was firm, but his hand had gently moved to Junxi's back, softly patting her. "Be good, can we not talk for now?"
"No, no! You see, your silence means you admit it." A tipsy Junxi became somewhat aggressive. "I knew it. You say you believe me, but deep down you really don't. Otherwise, why haven't you asked me what I went through all those years ago since you've been back for so long? You don't care at all—don't care about my past, don’t care about me, and certainly won’t care about... mmm..."
Junxi felt something forcefully cover her lips.
Zhou Xuanyu was kissing her!
"What are you doing!" Junxi pushed him hard and broke free from his grasp. "What exactly do you want?"
"Didn't you say to stop talking? I have plenty of ways to make you quiet."
As he spoke, he grabbed her arm again with a little more force and pulled her back into his embrace once more.
"I..."
Junxi's words were quickly silenced. Her hands clenched into fists as she pounded against his chest and shoulders, but to Zhou Xuanyu, it felt like nothing at all.
Gradually, her struggles began to weaken...
Zhou Xuanyu shifted his hold on her, their bodies pressed tightly together. He could clearly feel her transition from stubborn resistance to complete surrender.
Her defiance, her compliance, her eagerness drove him to the brink of madness. Initially, he had only intended to silence her incessant chatter with this kiss, but now he found himself ensnared.
Junxi slowly raised her hand, wrapping it around Zhou Xuanyu's neck, pressing herself against him as if he held the warmth she craved. She wanted to get closer, even closer.
Perhaps it was the alcohol at play; she was more proactive than ever before.
Zhou Xuanyu's gentle kisses deepened with her responses. Her delicate tongue danced like a playful fish, entwining and enticing him... Zhou Xuanyu cradled the back of her head, continuously deepening the kiss, wishing he could consume her entirely.
This woman, coiling around him like a seductive water snake, had unknowingly awakened every cell in his body.
For the first time, a single kiss ignited a fire within him.
But he didn’t want to stop.
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