Oh no! Drunk last night, I accidentally wandered into my ex-boyfriend's room.

The next morning, Lin Qian woke up groggily from her bed.

She ate so many strawberries last night that she couldn't eat anymore.

But then Wen Shuyan came over and asked her, "How did the strawberries taste last night?"

"..." Lin Qian forced a smile. "It's alright."

She felt like she had turned into a giant strawberry.

The afternoon meeting was held at the other company's company and went much more smoothly than expected. In the evening, to celebrate and show sincerity, the other party hosted a dinner at an elegant upscale restaurant with a private room.

The atmosphere was harmonious as everyone toasted and drank together.

Wen Shuyan's conversation went smoothly, and he even drank several glasses of wine for Lin Qian throughout the conversation, apologizing in a low voice:

"Our female employees don't drink much alcohol, please understand."

The other party's representative was taken aback for a moment, then revealed a knowing smile, half-teasing and half-complimenting:

"I never expected that President Wen would not only be so capable, but also so considerate of his subordinates. It's truly rare."

Wen Shuyan simply smiled calmly, tilted his head back, and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, his demeanor composed.

During the meal, he drank several glasses of wine for Lin Qian, and his own glass was also quite empty.

Lin Qian sat next to him, watching his fair profile gradually flush with a light, tipsy blush, and couldn't help but remind him, "Don't drink too much."

Wen Shuyan's fingers, which were holding the wine glass, paused almost imperceptibly. His heart felt as if it had been gently scratched by a very fine feather, causing a strange ripple to spread across it.

He glanced at Lin Qian's worried eyes, his lips curving into a barely perceptible smile, and said in a very soft voice, "Yes, I know, don't worry."

The collaboration was successfully finalized, and the group left the restaurant as night had fallen.

Chen Xiaopan was still hungry. She had been so busy serving food to others that she hadn't eaten much herself.

"Sister Qianqian, I'm thinking of going over for some barbecue, do you want to come along?"

Lin Qian hadn't had barbecue in a long time, so she nodded and said, "Sure."

"Then I'll go too," Wen Shuyan said.

Chen Xiaopan was a little surprised.

In her eyes, Wen Shuyan should be the kind of person who is aloof, doesn't like to join in the fun, and isn't interested in barbecue shops. She didn't expect him to agree.

At 8 p.m., inside a barbecue restaurant that wasn't particularly busy but had a lively, bustling atmosphere.

Lin Qian deliberately sat down next to Chen Xiaopan, while Wen Shuyan naturally sat down opposite them.

Lin Qian only ate a couple of bites occasionally to satisfy her craving, and Wen Shuyan didn't eat much either; it was Chen Xiaopan who ate the most.

Just then, Lin Qian's phone rang.

She heard the special ringtone that Lu Beiting played, which was no less than a death knell.

"Who is it?" Chen Xiaopan asked indistinctly as she gnawed on a skewer of sizzling mutton.

Lin Qian glanced at the name flashing on the screen, her scalp tightened, and she forced herself to say, "My boyfriend."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Shuyan, who had been sitting quietly opposite him, suddenly raised his head.

His gaze landed precisely on the phone Lin Qian was holding, his eyes deep and dark, like an undercurrent suddenly surging beneath a calm lake, but quickly returning to stillness.

Lin Qian put on a wireless earphone and answered the video call.

"Feed?"

Lu Beiting's sharply defined, handsome, and aggressively striking face appeared in the frame.

He sat in his office, dressed in a sharp black suit and a meticulously tied dark blue tie. Even through the screen, the air of authority and the invisible pressure emanating from him were palpable.

The man was concise and to the point: "Checking up on you."

Lin Qian: "..."

Lu Beiting: "What are you doing?"

Lin Qian held up the skewers in her hand. "Eating barbecue."

Lu Beiting narrowed his eyes slightly: "With whom? Some random guy?"

"..." Lin Qian was speechless. "There's also my female colleague, so there are three of us."

Just then, Wen Shuyan suddenly spoke up gently, "By the way, would you like some of this freshly grilled beef?"

Before Lin Qian could refuse, he picked up a tempting skewer of grilled beef and placed it naturally on the plate in front of her.

"..."

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

I could hear Lu Beiting's suddenly heavier breathing through the earphone.

Lin Qian could even picture his face suddenly darkening.

After Wen Shuyan finished making this gesture, he seemed to have done nothing, picked up the tea in front of him and took a sip.

He lowered his eyelashes slightly, concealing the fleeting, barely perceptible emotion in his eyes.

"..."

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Lin Qian quickly nudged Chen Xiaopan, who was standing there dumbfounded, "Panpan, I'm full. Why don't you eat more?"

"Huh?" Chen Xiaopan was still in shock at Wen Shuyan personally giving her beef skewers. Coming to her senses, she quickly replied, "Oh, okay, I'll eat them."

Lin Qian looked at the screen again.

Lu Beiting's face was as dark as a storm cloud, as if a storm was about to break.

The man's thin lips curled into a cold, unsmiling smile, and he let out a very soft, mocking sneer from his nose:

"Roasted, beef, meat?"

He pronounced those three words with gritted teeth, a chilling aura emanating from them.

Lin Qian got goosebumps and whispered in protest, "But I didn't eat..."

Lu Beiting rubbed his temples in frustration, his voice trembling with impatience, "Say it, you miss me, hurry up."

Lin Qian hesitated, "In public...isn't that inappropriate?"

Not to mention that Wen Shuyan and Chen Xiaopan were right next to them, and might even be listening in quietly.

Lu Beiting's voice suddenly turned several degrees colder, "If you don't talk, I'll fly over here myself to arrest you."

？ ！！

Lin Qian was terrified and didn't dare hesitate any longer. She quickly coaxed him in a soft voice, "I missed you!"

After saying this, her already burning face turned even pinker, her ears almost bursting red, and she lowered her head in shame.

Lu Beiting raised an eyebrow, looking rather cunning: "Hmm? I didn't hear you clearly, speak louder."

It would be best if that Green Arrow heard it too.

Lin Qian knew he was doing it on purpose, but she could only blush and raise her voice to say:

"I miss you."

Lu Beiting was very pleased, "Baby is so good."

Lin Qian: "Is there anything else? If not, I'll hang up?"

After saying that, Lin Qian hung up the phone decisively.

It's so embarrassing it's almost unbearable.

Across from him, Wen Shuyan's expression stiffened slightly.

Especially after hearing the words "I miss you so much," the fingers holding the teacup suddenly tightened, and the knuckles turned slightly white.

His previously calm and composed expression seemed to crack open.

But two seconds later, Wen Shuyan returned to his original gentle demeanor.

Chen Xiaopan leaned in with a gossipy air, "Sister Qianqian, so you have a boyfriend? What do you think of him? Is he handsome?"

Lin Qian wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. "It's alright."

After a while, it just gets the same.

Chen Xiaopan: "How did you two meet?"

Lin Qian: "He was my classmate in high school, and we went to the same university."

Chen Xiaopan: "Wow! You've been together since school? That must have been many years! How romantic!"

Lin Qian shook her head. "We dated for a year in college, and then we broke up."

"I get it, I get it," Chen Xiaopan's eyes lit up, "A broken mirror mended, hehe!"

Sitting opposite each other, Wen Shuyan maintained a silent and elegant demeanor, not uttering a word, seemingly lost in thought.

After finishing the barbecue, the three of them walked back to the hotel, which only took about ten minutes.

Wen Shuyan: "Sister Qianqian, I have something I want to talk to you about in private."

Chen Xiaopan, who was standing next to her, suddenly stopped in her tracks, unable to believe her ears.

Little sister Qianqian?

When did they become so close?

Meeting her puzzled and shocked gaze, Wen Shuyan explained in a low voice, "Lin Qian and I were neighbors since childhood, grew up together, and used to be very good friends, so we addressed each other casually in private. This matter..."

"Understood, understood, manager, don't worry!" Chen Xiaopan immediately raised her hand, making a gagging gesture, "I promise I won't tell any other colleagues!"

After saying that, she very tactfully ran away.

Only Wen Shuyan and the petrified Lin Qian remained in the same spot.

Lin Qian shifted her feet uncomfortably and broke the silence first: "Brother Shuyan, just say what you want to say."

It was already dark when a cold wind blew in.

A withered camphor tree leaf drifted in the wind, swaying gently, and finally landed squarely on Lin Qian's soft hair.

Wen Shuyan's gaze fell on the fallen leaf that stood out in her hair. Almost instinctively, he reached out to brush it away for her.

Lin Qian subconsciously took half a step back to create distance.

Wen Shuyan's hands, with their distinct knuckles, remained frozen in mid-air.

Awkward and abrupt.

The air was silent for several seconds.

Wen Shuyan slowly lowered his hand. "Lin Qian, I don't like it when you avoid me."

He probably drank a lot of alcohol around dinner time, and now that the alcohol was taking effect, he suddenly felt the urge to vent his emotions.

"If I hadn't left back then... would you still like your current boyfriend?"