At the moment when Wen Renche thought he would lose control of his suppressed rage and burst forth, the icy aura around him abruptly dissipated.
Shi Wei let out a laugh, his expression restoring to its usual calm, as if the previous scene was merely the other's illusion: "Zhizhi is my girlfriend. Naturally, I'll take good care of her."
He held the girl's hand, his deep voice carrying a barely perceptible edge of threat: "No need for Mr. Wen to concern himself."
"Concerned? Not quite. It's just that it makes sleeping at night a bit difficult." Wen Renche idly picked up his cup.
As his gaze shifted, the phoenix eyes hidden behind golden-rimmed glasses lowered slightly, thick lashes brushing past the tear mole at the corner of his eye, leaving him looking surprisingly seductive.
Shi Wei raised his brows with a faint smile: "Mr. Wen should avoid staying up late too often; you wouldn't want to develop kidney problems."
