Chapter 5 Sowing Discord_1

Warm breath sprayed on her neck, causing Wen Zhi to feel a bit ticklish, and she slightly shrank her neck back.

In this confined space, an ambiguous atmosphere continuously circulated between the two, and with He Wenyan outside, it added quite a dose of thrill.

Wen Zhi's red lips curled up, and she raised her hand to wrap it around He Hanjin's neck, tipping on her toes, bringing their distance even closer.

She could even clearly feel the man pressed against her slender curves breathing more heavily, the hand on his waist tightening slightly.

He Hanjin's inability to resist was, of course, exactly what she wanted to see.

That way, she could get her revenge nicely.

The sudden ringing of the phone interrupted Wen Zhi's actions, its loud sound immediately silencing He Wenyan, who had been persistently pleading outside.

The partition of the restroom didn't have such good sound insulation, and the shrill ringing continued to come from the small bag Wen Zhi was carrying.

The space seemed to freeze along with it.

A flicker of displeasure crossed Wen Zhi's eyes; it was obvious she didn't like being interrupted at this moment.

She tilted her head slightly, locking eyes with He Hanjin's deep gaze, the smile on her lips deepening as she withdrew her hand from around his neck and leaned back until she touched the cold wall before resuming movement.

Wen Zhi's eyes never left He Hanjin, and her hands showed no intention of stopping as she slowly undid a few buttons on her blouse.

Her skin was already fair, and with her seductive pose, her enticing figure was provoking the man in front of her.

He Hanjin had to admit, he was somewhat tempted by the woman before him.

His Adam's apple bobbed twice, and even at the risk of being found out, the desire in his eyes did not diminish in the least.

Wen Zhi, taking advantage of his enraptured state, directly pushed open the stall door, pulling He Hanjin out with a bold stride.

Their movements inside the stall had already made their clothing look disheveled, and combined with Wen Zhi's recent unbuttoning, when He Wenyan witnessed them walking out together, she was astonished, her eyes widening.

A man and a woman alone in a stall, and with their clothes in such disarray, it was hard not to be misunderstood.

"Wenyan, are you listening to me?"

He Wenyan's prolonged silence alerted Bai Yuewan at the other end of the phone, who called out softly.

He Wenyan closed her slightly agape mouth, finding a flustered excuse.

"Sister, I have an emergency, I can't talk right now."

After hanging up the phone, He Wenyan glanced again at Wen Zhi and He Hanjin, then cast her eyes down to their still tightly clasped hands, ultimately unable to bear the sight before her, she closed her eyes, covered her head, and let out a high-pitched scream.

"Ahh!!"

The sharp scream caused He Hanjin's brows to slightly furrow, but it made Wen Zhi's lips curve up in satisfaction.

That was the effect she was looking for.

The unceasing screams made He Wenyan somewhat oxygen-deprived, she gasped for air, her chest heaving intensely, her gaze filled with hostility toward Wen Zhi.

"You really have no shame," He Wenyan said through clenched teeth.

Compared to the somewhat agitated He Wenyan, Wen Zhi remained calm from beginning to end.

"There's no use in having too much face," Wen Zhi said with a light laugh, her red lips parting to utter such a statement.

"My brother is about to get married, and yet you're still trying to seduce him! Have you no shame? A woman like you might as well be dead!"

He Wenyan's insults couldn't hurt her in the slightest, but instead, they ignited a considerable fighting spirit in Wen Zhi.

In front of He Wenyan, she affectionately wrapped her arms around He Hanjin, resting her head on his broad shoulder like a bird leaning on a person, her eyes filled with a provocative stare at the other party.

"But your brother likes my style, what can you do about it?"

That almost made He Wenyan's lungs explode from anger.

He Wenyan was so furious that the red veins in her eyes became very apparent, her breathing grew rapid, and her rationality was gradually overwhelmed by impulse. Ignoring the presence of He Hanjin, she quickly walked up to Wen Zhi, raising her arm to deliver a harsh slap.

"You ungrateful wretch!"

The anticipated slap never landed on Wen Zhi's face; instead, it was firmly caught by He Hanjin.

"Stop throwing a tantrum," He Hanjin said sternly.

Seeing her wrist tightly grasped by her own brother, He Wenyan was even more infuriated, "You're even protecting this shameless bitch! Brother, you've been deceived by her! She's not a good person at all!"

"Whether she's a good person, I can judge for myself."

He Hanjin let go of He Wenyan's wrist with a cold expression and inconspicuously positioned Wen Zhi behind him.

This protective gesture changed He Wenyan's expression multiple times.

She really didn't know what kind of love potion that damned wench had given her brother to have him act this way!

He Wenyan felt an itch in her teeth with anger but realized she couldn't touch Wen Zhi at all, leaving her with no way to vent her rage.

He Wenyan stamped her foot hard, "Brother, don't forget about the years of companionship and efforts Sister Yuewan has made for you! She is the one who truly wants to treat you well and is truly worthy of you, the person who deserves to be my sister-in-law!"

"This is none of your business," He Hanjin said after a moment of silence, barely squeezing out these words.

These words infuriated He Wenyan so much she almost couldn't catch her breath, nor did she want to see the two of them anymore, fearing she might faint from anger if she continued.

Before leaving, He Wenyan did not forget to give Wen Zhi a fierce glare, with a very clear warning in her eyes.

But Wen Zhi just smiled and did not take it to heart.

In the restroom, only the two of them were left. Wen Zhi crossed her arms and looked at He Hanjin with a teasing smile.

"I'm surprised you'd protect me. Should I say you're putting justice before family, or that you're so passionately defending a beauty? Do you think that by doing so, you can move me, and make me a loyal dog who will stay by your side like you?"

Her words were tinged with sarcasm.

He Hanjin wasn't deaf to the irony, but he was unable to deny the truths in what Wen Zhi was saying.

The undone buttons made the skin on Wen Zhi's chest look even more enticing under the light, and having tasted her once, he found her hard to forget.

His gaze upon her was filled with a conquering desire.

Wen Zhi understood his look, flirtatiously flipping her hair. "I've never tried it here, want to give it a shot?"

The provocative tease caused He Hanjin's throat to involuntarily tighten, his eyes staring intensely at Wen Zhi, as if he truly wanted to take her right there and then, as she had suggested.

But he couldn't, at least not today.

He Hanjin pressed his lips tightly together, controlling the urge he was struggling to repress, and turned to leave with large strides.