Chapter 95: Ambiguity That Has Lost Its Bounds

"It's getting late; if President Fu doesn't have anything, I'll leave first."

"I still have to pick Xi Xi up from school."

Lu Xiwán felt a suspicious flush at the base of her ears and turned to leave.

Behind her, Fu Sijue's smile spread at the corner of his mouth, "Shen Shu has already gone to pick her up."

Lu Xiwán's steps halted.

Leaving isn't right, staying isn't either.

The office instantly acquired a few more notes of awkwardness and ambiguity.

Fu Sijue, as if unaware, lifted his suit jacket and strode to Lu Xiwán's side, "Let's go."

"Me, go with you?"

Lu Xiwán pointed at the bridge of her nose, her delicate little face scrunching up.

That's not good, right?

There have already been plenty of rumors today; if someone sees her leaving work together with Fu Sijue again…

Rumors aren't terrifying, but hearing them repeatedly is quite annoying.

Seeing Lu Xiwán's unwilling expression, Fu Sijue felt something shift within him.

An inexplicable nameless anger rose, and his complexion darkened a bit.

"If you don't go with me, who do you want to go with?"

That line sounded a little off, didn't it?

Lu Xiwán twisted her brow, and before she could think further, Fu Sijue's warm palm had already grasped her wrist.

"Hey, what are you doing…"

"Yun Ruojin invited me to eat, but I don't want to go."

A faint explanation came from the man in front, and Lu Xiwán resigned herself, no longer struggling.

All day long, Yun Ruojin kept antagonizing her in front of her.

Now that she has a chance to antagonize Yun Ruojin a bit, she naturally wouldn't refuse.

Not only wouldn't she refuse, she'd become even more proactive!

Lu Xiwán's brows and eyes took on a smile; she stepped forward two strides, wrapped her arm around Fu Sijue, and said, "If I help you, what's in it for me?"

"What do you want."

Listen to that wealthy, imposing tone…

Lu Xiwán pursed her lips, murmuring low, "I want you to stay away from me!"

Her voice was too soft, and just as the elevator doors opened, the voice announcement drowned her words.

Fu Sijue instinctively leaned forward and cupped his ear, "What?"

The elevator's space was already cramped.

At that moment, as Fu Sijue bent down, Lu Xiwán suddenly felt the illusion of being enveloped in the man's towering silhouette.

A sharp scent rushed into her face.

She instinctively lifted her head; in her view was the man's sharp jawline, smooth lines, and delicate brows and eyes that appeared slightly hazy under the incandescent light.

A pair of thin lips were tightly pressed.

Combined with his focused gaze, it was oddly charming.

Lu Xiwán's mind wavered, and she forgot to speak for a moment.

The two just stared at each other.

The distance closed, close enough for Lu Xiwán to clearly feel his breath…

The elevator doors slowly opened.

Ding!

A crisp chime rang.

Lu Xiwán suddenly came to herself, pushed aside the tall figure in front of her, and ran out.

In the elevator, Fu Sijue watched the fleeing graceful figure, his hazy eyes gradually clearing.

Between breaths, Lu Xiwán's unique fragrance still lingered in his mind.

It really is like her…

Fu Sijue steadied his mind and stepped out of the elevator.

By then, Lu Xiwán was already standing by the car waiting; when she saw Fu Sijue stride over, she instinctively averted her gaze, not looking at him.

On the way home, the car was unusually quiet.

Both kept their thoughts to themselves until the car stopped at the doorstep, when Lu Xiwán dryly said, "I'll go in first."

After the words, regardless of whether Fu Sijue responded, she opened the car door and ran.

Having left Fu Sijue's sight, Lu Xiwán finally exhaled.

Her cheeks still flushed, and her mind was filled with that overly ambiguous elevator scene.

And—Fu Sijue's deep, focused eyes.