苏玉燕愣住了."荣兆南在和人交往?"
沈明坚定地回答道:"是的,他已经有一段时间了.
电话那头,苏玉燕沉默了两秒.她几乎可以想象他在想顾风.
大家都知道,荣昭南和苏家的小公主一直关系很好.
苏玉燕问道:"你是怎么知道这件事的?
沈明犹豫了一下,沉默了很久,终于开口了."老大哥,有件事我得告诉你.别生我的气.
她意识到车子停在了红灯处.
她一边对苏玉燕说着,一边试图无视容兆南那锐利的目光,而荣兆南现在正狠狠地瞥着她.
"大约几周前,荣兆南向我坦白了.他告诉我他喜欢我.当时,我有点害怕,没有回应.后来,我听说他找到了一个长得很像我的女朋友.
她说话后,苏玉燕沉默了.
与此同时,汽车又开始移动了.车内的气氛变得紧张起来,容兆南对她的目光更加强烈.
她把脸转开,望向窗外.
"老大哥,对不起.我应该早点告诉你这件事的.
苏玉燕的声音沙哑,虽然她看不清他在想什么.
在电话结束之前,他说:"这与你无关.无需道歉.我们稍后再谈.想想那百日宴吧.
苏玉燕挂断了电话.
留下沈明拿着她的手机,她的思绪在想起苏玉燕那张不苟言笑的脸上.
这是一种罕见的感觉——内疚感,在她的脑海中盘旋.
都是因为苏玉燕回避了对她回来争夺家族遗产的对抗.他总是对她如此恭敬,处处屈服于她.
汽车在路上缓缓行驶,车内的寂静只被偶尔的发动机嗡嗡声打破.
荣兆南放慢了车速."找到了一个长得像你的新女朋友?"
她感觉到他声音中带着些许悲伤,但还没来得及细思,他的话就把她拉回了现在.
她转过身来面对他,看到他严肃的表情,他那双漆黑的眼睛炯炯有神地盯着她.
有那么一刻,她忍不住笑了起来.
"你觉得我的回答不完美吗?一点瑕疵都没有吗?
看到苏玉燕的助手在东城发现了他们,她意识到从现在开始与荣昭南会面时,她需要更加谨慎.
"没有瑕疵吗?哈,我女朋友是个芭蕾舞演员.你的借口是什么?
她忍不住逗他."嗯,你显然不知道.我妈妈当时是一名芭蕾舞演员——一个舞蹈团的首席芭蕾舞演员.作为她的女儿,你觉得我更糟糕吗?
她和她母亲一样有才华,甚至更有才华.如果不是她父亲的经济拮据,她可能会走上同样的职业道路.
荣兆南顿了片刻,然后回想起顾峰没有天生的舞蹈天赋.
"Well, yes, your waist is good. Why don't you show me a dance when we get back?"
Shen Ming nearly rolled her eyes.This man could joke no matter where they were, even in the most inappropriate moments.
"Sure, but you'll have to pay. Who gets to watch something for free?"
They continued to banter as Rong Zhaonan drove to their destination—Heng Shui Bay.
It was the place he had mentioned earlier that night.
The layout of Heng Shui Bay was familiar to her. Everything felt as it had when she last visited.
The living room was brightly lit, and she toured the space with him, ending up at the bar.
Rong Zhaonan was an avid collector of fine wines, much like Su Yuyan.
That was why he had installed a long bar counter in his home.
When Rong Zhaonan returned with a glass, he noticed her leaning against the wine cabinet with her hands on her head, staring intently at something with curiosity.
She always had a look of exploration on her face whenever she came here.
It seemed like she could spend hours just exploring his house.
But tonight, there wasn't time for that.
"What are you looking at?" He approached and asked.
Shen Ming turned around, a flush on her face, clearly excited.
She pointed at a bottle of wine on the shelf."This bottle! This one!"
She remembered it well—the wine from the night she was promoted to the new regional president and won the Best New Young Talent award. That night, she had gotten a little tipsy and confessed her feelings for him.
The result, of course, had been rejection. He had turned her down, citing their differences in status.
Rong Zhaonan smiled."You have good taste. This wine was a gift from the old man when I joined Rong Group ten years ago. We opened one bottle that night, and the other one has been saved until now."
His gaze shifted back to her face.
Seeing the way she looked at the bottle, with eyes full of longing and nostalgia, his tone softened.
"So, do you want to open it now?"
Shen Ming shook her head.
Her mind drifted from the past to the present.
Back then, she had always been the one chasing after him. In the end, she had lost sight of him completely.
But now, he was right in front of her.
She placed her hands around his neck, rising slightly on her toes, her nose brushing against his."No, let's wait ten more years to open it."
"Ten years?" He chuckled. His voice became playful, his tone warm."Ten more years, Shen Ming. Will you still be by my side then?"
The passage of time would decide that.
He wrapped an arm around her waist, setting his glass aside, and pulled her into his embrace.
Their breaths mingled, lips meeting in a passionate kiss.
They kissed until the world around them seemed to disappear.
Then, suddenly, a loud crack echoed from the living room.
Rong Zhaonan, breathing heavily, pulled back slightly. He turned around, his body feeling like it was set ablaze by the interruption.
If it hadn't been for that noise, they would never have stopped.
Shen Ming turned too, following his gaze to see a young man with white-dyed hair standing under the dim light.
Dou Po was holding a fork in the air, his other hand dropping half-eaten cake onto the carpet, making the noise.
Clearly, he was too stunned to care about the cake.
He had just witnessed something he wasn't supposed to—his cousin's secret!
After the shock passed, Dou Po collapsed onto the sofa, running his fingers through his hair.
"Why did I have to see that?"
He had heard rumors about Shen Ming from his aunt and mom, but seeing her for himself had confirmed everything.
Now, it felt like he had stumbled onto a forbidden secret.
His cousin was in a relationship with this enchanting woman, and he had been the one to walk in on them!
He couldn't help but wonder: would his cousin still let him live after this?