After Trying To Pursue The Cold, Elegant Beauty. I Ended Up Being Flirted With Instead - Chapter 7

“Don’t let what happened tonight get out.”

Ten minutes later.

Under the faint light, Wen Zhu lowered her head and looked at the ring finger of her right hand.

It hurt terribly.

Her scalp felt a bit swollen too; she would have to apply some ointment after the banquet.

A few steps away, the heavily made-up girls were tightly bound together and thrown into the corner.

The smokey-eyed girl’s face no longer held the arrogance of before it was replaced with sheer terror and fear.

Especially when Wen Zhu tidied her hair and walked toward her again, the smokey-eyed girl was so scared that tears streamed down her face. The tears washed away her eye makeup, making her look utterly miserable.

She quickly cried out, “I was wrong, Sister Wen Zhu, I was wrong! I shouldn’t have come to find trouble with you! You are really too strong, we concede defeat, please let us go!”

Wen Zhu paused her steps, her gaze suddenly becoming deep as she stared at the girl’s colorful face: “Pei Xiubai sent you to teach me a lesson, but didn’t tell you that I’ve studied Taekwondo and Muay Thai?”

In the past, she learned these things to protect Pei Xiubai from being harmed by his business rivals.

She never thought that one day, she would actually use these skills to strike back at Pei Xiubai.

Hearing Wen Zhu’s words, the smokey-eyed girl’s face first flashed with a trace of annoyance, and then her eyes drifted, “How… how would I know that so many of us couldn’t beat just one of you!”

After speaking, the smokey-eyed girl seemed to recall the scene of how Wen Zhu single handedly overwhelmed all of them, and she broke down, wailing.

“Waaaaah!”

One person crying might be tolerable, but when several people cried together, the scene became a bit unbearable.

Wen Zhu frowned, put on the high heels she had taken off for the convenience of fighting, and then looked around. After confirming there were no surveillance cameras, she turned and left the area.

It shouldn’t be long before someone discovered the abnormality here and took them away.

Years of professional dedication as a secretary had ingrained the need to always maintain perfection deep in her bones.

By the time Wen Zhu completely stepped out of the corridor, she had already smoothed her dress and hair, transforming back into the composed and decent Secretary Wen she had been earlier.

She actually wanted to leave, but the ball had just begun, and leaving now would be against etiquette.

However, having just finished teaching a lesson to the people Pei Xiubai sent to harass her, she couldn’t bring herself to pretend nothing happened and go find Pei Xiubai to leave together.

Forget it, she’d endure a little longer.

Wen Zhu found a corner, took a small piece of cake, and sat down quietly.

Simultaneously, on the second floor.

A waiter approached Wu Lanyin, who was standing by the railing, and bowed respectfully, “Madam, we have followed your instructions and found the female guests whose hair was tied together in the corner corridor. We have untied their hair and sent them to a guest room to rest.”

Hearing this, Wu Lanyin swirled the champagne in her hand and glanced sideways at Li Zhiyun, who was staring in a certain direction beside her.

She raised an eyebrow with interest and said, “I understand. Don’t let what happened tonight get out.”

The waiter nodded. Just as he was about to turn and leave the second floor, he was called back, “Wait.”

Hearing Li Zhiyun’s voice, the waiter bowed his head even lower, “Miss, do you have any instructions?”

Li Zhiyun looked at a figure downstairs and said calmly, “Send a blanket over to her.”

The waiter knew who Li Zhiyun was referring to, said “Understood,” and then left.

When they were alone, Wu Lanyin finished the champagne in her glass and teased, “Although it is indeed early spring, there are so many female guests in this room, why did you only ask for a blanket to be sent to Secretary Wen?”

This was the first time Wu Lanyin had seen Li Zhiyun actively care for a person in all the years she had known her.

Not a man, or a woman, but the first time she cared about a living, breathing person.

Even after marrying Li Zhiyun’s sister for so many years, she had never seen Li Zhiyun proactively care about her once.

She even asked her to suppress the matter of these people fighting at the Old Madam’s birthday banquet, all for this secretary named Wen Zhu.

This was truly rare.

Li Zhiyun did not speak.

But the way she kept staring at a certain spot made her look a little angry.

Not entirely like a statue.

Wu Lanyin grew even more curious and didn’t feel snubbed, continuing to ask, “Do you know Pei Xiubai’s secretary?”

This time, Li Zhiyun finally spoke, and her tone was unusually tinged with two parts warmth: “She is Grandmother’s savior, and I met her twice in high school.”

Wu Lanyin knew about the savior part, which was why her attitude towards Wen Zhu was good.

But that the two of them had met before was genuinely unexpected to Wu Lanyin. She was somewhat astonished: “She didn’t recognize you?”

Li Zhiyun was silent for two seconds, her tone unclear: “We only met.”

Just six short words, yet Wu Lanyin somehow heard a fleeting, indescribable hint of regret in them.

She looked over, but Li Zhiyun still wore her cold expression, and she decided she must have been mistaken.

Wu Lanyin chuckled lightly, “I didn’t expect someone like you to have someone not remember you.”

She did hear from her wife that Li Zhiyun came to Yancheng to compete after finishing middle school in Hong Kong. Perhaps that was when she and Wen Zhu had met.

Li Zhiyun lowered her eyes slightly.

She seemed reluctant to continue the conversation. Her dark, jewel-like eyes finally moved away from Wen Zhu, and she started walking downstairs: “I should go.”

Wu Lanyin looked at the wristwatch on her hand and called out softly to Li Zhiyun’s retreating back, “Bring your sister back soon.”

Li Zhiyun did not turn her head, and it was unclear whether she had heard or not.