Her eyes, tinged with a faint blush at the corners, seemed to mist over, dampening her long lashes.
The heat churning within him did not subside; instead, it felt as if a splash of hot oil had been added, making it even more uncontrollable.
"Are you that afraid of me?"
His voice was incredibly hoarse. His large, warm hand gently stroked the woman's delicate, snow-white face. His fingertips were a little rough, feeling the woman's trembling from unease.
Xie Jiangsheng knew that he might have frightened the person in front of him today.
How could her courage be so small?
Before losing her memory, she dared to drug him and stubbornly stayed by his side, impossible to drive away.
Yet, after losing her memory, she had become so timid. Merely by getting a little closer, she seemed on the verge of crying from fright.
Pitiable and adorable.
Xie Jiangsheng could not deny that he felt a carnal interest in Shen Yue.
Though it was mostly physical.
He rested his chin on Shen Yue's slender shoulder, tilting his head towards her neck. He breathed softly, and within seconds, the skin on Bo Jing's neck rapidly flushed, appearing intoxicatingly beautiful.
Xie Jiangsheng couldn't help but inhale deeply. The faint scent was utterly intoxicating, not the cheap perfume that was overwhelming, but a warm fragrance emanating from the very depths of her being.
Shen Yue was an adult and understood the meaning behind Xie Jiangsheng's gaze. The shame and indignation made her face burn, the heat refusing to subside.
How could Xie Jiangsheng…
How could he be so excessive?
The man leaned down, his palm lightly but deliberately caressing her cheek. His breath was filled with the mature scent of male hormones.
She bit her lip, her fair face flushed a deep red. Her voice was small and delicate, "Mr. Xie…"
It was unease, it was fear.
Like a kitten.
"Don't be afraid," Xie Jiangsheng chuckled softly, his deep, magnetic voice laced with amusement. "I won't hurt you."
With that, he took a step back, releasing Shen Yue.
He elegantly smoothed the wrinkles on his suit, adjusted his glasses, and reverted to his cultured, gentle demeanor, completely devoid of the rough and frightening aura from moments before.
Xie Jiangsheng continued to smile, "It was just a joke, don't be so nervous."
His words and attitude were both normal, maintaining a measured distance without being overly oppressive.
Shen Yue, however, was still trembling. She lowered her head in a panic, her lips quivering, "Then, then I’ll be going back now."
Without waiting for the man's reaction, she sidestepped him and left with hurried steps.
Xie Jiangsheng remained silent for a moment, then turned around, his gaze fixed intently on the slender, delicate figure.
Shen Yue never dared to look back, so she was unaware of how terrifying the man's unmoving gaze was. His eyes were burning with a dark intensity, fixed on her without a flicker, his entire being exuding a chilling and dangerous aura.
"Shen Yue…" A low sigh seemed to vanish into the air.
—
Shen Yue's apartment was on the 16th floor. Upon entering the elevator, she looked at herself in the mirror and noticed her face was flushed red.
She touched her hot face with her cool hands, and the temperature subsided slightly.
Ding— The elevator arrived.
As she walked out, she took out her keys. When she looked down to insert the key, she noticed an envelope tucked into the door crack.
She squatted down and pulled out the envelope. Shen Yue initially thought it was just some useless flyer and was about to discard it when she noticed the card was exquisitely made, a peach pink with a hint of fluorescent powder.
Shen Yue lowered her head to smell it; it emitted a faint, delicate rose fragrance that wasn't pungent.
Clearly, this was no junk flyer.
Could someone have accidentally slipped it in?
Shen Yue looked around and found the English initial "sy" written in a small corner of the card.
So, this card was for her.
But who writes letters these days? Isn't it usually done via mobile phones?
And she didn't know anyone who would do this. Could it be a friend from before her amnesia?
Shen Yue looked around with confusion, the hallway empty, devoid of any figures. 138 reading network.
She stood at the door for a moment before pushing it open and walking inside.
She sat on the sofa, opened the envelope, and looked at its contents.
— Hello, the weather tomorrow will be much cooler, with a significant temperature difference between day and night. Remember to add two layers of clothing to avoid catching a cold.
It was also accompanied by a cute smiley face.
Shen Yue read it back and forth twice. It was just a simple greeting, nothing else, and there was no signature.
It felt rather inexplicable.
She casually stuffed the envelope into a drawer, not giving the minor incident much thought.
—
Shen Yue had early shifts for a month. She lingered in bed for five minutes before reluctantly dragging herself out.
She bought some steamed buns from a street vendor and caught the first bus of the morning. At this hour, the bus was not crowded. Shen Yue sat by the window, gnawing on the bun in her hand.
By the time she finished the bun, she had arrived at her stop.
The sun had just risen, its faint light filtering through the leaves, casting dappled shadows.
Her long, black hair was tied into a simple low ponytail with a plain leather tie, and the strands of hair falling in front were tucked behind her fair ears.
It was still very early, and the coffee shop was empty.
A car parked in front of the coffee shop, its trunk filled with coffee-making supplies, fresh fruits, and flour.
Shen Yue walked over and saw Luo Kai.
He was exceptionally tall. Even in a simple work uniform, it couldn't conceal his good physique. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing muscled forearms, tall and strong.
Moving heavy objects seemed effortless for him; he could lift them with ease, his muscles tensing without strain.
Seeing only Luo Kai working, Shen Yue couldn't help but frown. She glanced around and spotted several men hiding in a corner, smoking and slacking off.
They were also waiters, working in the back kitchen. Their duties usually involved moving things, assisting in the kitchen, and cleaning when things got busy.
But now, only Luo Kai was working, moving all the items from the trunk by himself.
Luo Kai was very strong, capable of doing the work of three people. He could finish moving the trunk's contents before the coffee shop even opened.
However, this was simply too much of a burden.
Shen Yue glanced at the men smoking in their corner and approached Luo Kai from behind.
She softly called his name.
Luo Kai immediately put down what he was holding and turned around. Although his physique was tall and strong, making him incredibly conspicuous, and he showed no particular expression, he exuded a strong aura of deterrence.
Yet, Shen Yue found that Luo Kai emanated a sense of gentleness completely incongruous with his stature.