Zhan Mohan chuckled as he cupped her chin. "You did that on purpose, didn't you?"
Wei Yumeng smiled and blinked her eyes. "Weren't you on purpose just now?"
Zhan Mohan gently pinched the tip of her nose, his voice incredibly fond.
"A little woman who holds grudges."
"What about you today? Are you going back?"
Wei Yumeng had asked casually, without any other intention. However, Zhan Mohan seemed to have misunderstood.
The man raised an eyebrow. "Hearing you say that, it seems you're quite reluctant to let me go?"
"I was just asking," Wei Yumeng's heart was pounding in her throat from his gaze.
"Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. I just came to see you. After I leave, I'll head back. I have a meeting tomorrow."
He stood up straight, his eyes soft, a stark contrast to his usual cold demeanor.
Wei Yumeng walked him to the door. "Then you should go back."
As they reached the door, Zhan Mohan turned and said, "At least give me some gesture."
Wei Yumeng froze for a moment, then tiptoed and leaned in to kiss the corner of his lips, a fleeting touch like a dragonfly skimming the water.
Zhan Mohan hadn't intended to do anything to her, yet the moment her lips brushed against his, her whole body felt like it was set ablaze. Even through the fabric, she could feel his burning heat.
Something inside her felt like it was about to break free.
Wei Yumeng instinctively tried to pull back. The man's hands around her waist shifted, and he raised a hand to press the back of her head, drawing her in. Their lips met.
Their temperatures rose in tandem, and a seductive atmosphere brewed in the air.
Pressed against Zhan Mohan, Wei Yumeng felt like she was about to combust, her breathing growing increasingly rapid.
At that moment, Mu Linjing got up to use the restroom. The moment she opened her door, she stumbled upon this awkward scene. Terrified, she quickly covered her mouth. However, the sound of her opening the door had clearly interrupted the two of them.
"Sorry, sorry, I'm just going to the restroom. Please continue."
With that, she quickly retreated into the bathroom.
Wei Yumeng's cheeks burned crimson. She abruptly pushed Zhan Mohan away and even raised a hand to wipe her mouth.
"You... you should go back quickly."
The man's eyes, which had been deep and passionate moments ago, had now been completely startled back to reason by Mu Linjing's appearance.
"Then tomorrow morning, I'll have Fang Xun come over. You pack your things first."
"Okay, I got it."
After Zhan Mohan left, Wei Yumeng closed the door. Mu Linjing emerged from the bathroom, staring at her with a knowing look.
"So, are things getting better between you two? If I hadn't interrupted, would you have reignited the flames?"
Wei Yumeng chuckled and nudged her shoulder. "Stop gossiping. I think you should find a boyfriend yourself instead of spending your days observing other people's lives."
Mu Linjing spread her hands helplessly. "What can I do? I'm just unlucky enough to always witness these things."
She had eaten enough "dog food" to last a lifetime, but she still hoped the two of them could reconcile.
Fearing Mu Linjing would come up with more witty remarks, Wei Yumeng said, "Alright, hurry back to your room and sleep."
"Mmm, you get some rest too. Are you moving out with Mr. Zhan tomorrow?"
Mu Linjing had overheard their conversation earlier.
Wei Yumeng nodded. "My current situation isn't very safe. Staying here would only implicate you. Besides, if you find a boyfriend in the future, my presence here would be inconvenient."
"It's nothing. I'm not planning on dating anyone recently, and seeing you two in love makes me even less inclined to."
It was truly a painstaking effort. The deeper the love, the more painful the separation. And now, with an insurmountable gap between them, it made things even more difficult.
Wei Yumeng pursed her lips and smiled. Everyone knew love was a deadly poison, but when it was sweet, it could also make one feel as if they were bathed in spring breeze, savoring its sweetness.
Zhan Mohan's visit, for Wei Yumeng, was like a magical spell. She suddenly felt her heart settle, and within minutes of lying in bed, she was fast asleep.
The next morning, Wei Yumeng had just finished packing her things and was waiting for Fang Xun to arrive when her phone rang. Seeing it was Xin Ran, she instinctively didn't want to answer.
Because she felt that ever since Xin Ran had schemed against her, she had lost her as a friend.
But Xin Ran was persistent, calling multiple times. If she hadn't been afraid that Fang Xun might call later and she wouldn't be reachable, she would have turned off her phone.
Seeing this, Mu Linjing proactively stepped forward. "I'll answer it for you."
"Thank you." Wei Yumeng truly didn't want any further interaction with Xin Ran, as it always reminded her of that night, making her feel immensely guilty towards Zhan Mohan.
Mu Linjing picked up the phone. "Hello, are you looking for Yu Meng?"
"I need to talk to her about something."
"But she's not here right now. If it's important, you can tell me, and I'll pass it on."
"It's very important, and it's about Zhan Mohan." Xin Ran's tone sounded very serious.
Mu Linjing was now a bit unsure what to do. She covered the receiver and whispered to Wei Yumeng beside her.
"He says it's very important and it's about General Zhan."
Women are curious, especially Wei Yumeng, who was pregnant. Her curiosity was even stronger.
She nodded, and only then did Mu Linjing say to Xin Ran on the phone.
"She's here now. I'll give her the phone."
Wei Yumeng took the phone, her attitude towards Xin Ran still cold. "What is it?"
"Yu Meng, can you come out for a bit? I want to talk to you."
Xin Ran's tone was urgent, but Wei Yumeng couldn't accept meeting as if nothing had happened after everything that had transpired.
Her stance had been firm from the beginning.
"I have nothing to discuss with you."
"If it's about Zhan Mohan, don't you want to know?"
How could Wei Yumeng not be curious? She was curious about everything concerning Zhan Mohan.
"You can just say it on the phone. No need to meet."
She had other things to do later.
But Xin Ran was also firm. "I can't explain it over the phone. We have to meet. I have some photos, and about his past with Jiang Siyu. Don't you want to know?"
Jiang Siyu? Hearing this name, Wei Yumeng's heart skipped a beat. She wasn't sure if Zhan Mohan had this Jiang Siyu in his heart, but she cared deeply.
This woman's name felt like a thorn in her heart. Previously, Zhan Mohan had seemed quite good to her, and more importantly, Jiang Siyu seemed unable to let go of Zhan Mohan.
She finally agreed. "Okay, where?"
"I've already sent you the address. Just follow the navigation."
Xin Ran was already quite certain that anything related to Zhan Mohan would make Wei Yumeng agree. And her calling at this moment also proved the significance of Zhan Mohan in Wei Yumeng's heart.