Wen Zhi pushed away the engrossed man. They were right in front of her apartment building!
If he had no shame, she still did.
She immediately pressed against his arms, lowering her voice in displeasure. "People could walk by any second. Control yourself."
"Alright, whatever my wife says. We'll continue when no one's around."
As he spoke, he gave her Cupid's bow one last suck, a look of satisfaction in his eyes as he straightened up. "You go upstairs and pack your things. I'll go tidy up the new place and come back to help you move."
The term "wife" felt both strange and awkward to Wen Zhi.
However, her usually impassive face showed little emotion. She simply unbuckled her seatbelt, got out of the car, and headed into her building…
The elevator dinged as it reached the fourth floor. The moment she stepped out, a large hand grabbed her wrist, slamming her against the wall!
Wen Zhi stumbled, nearly losing her balance. She looked up and recognized the man.
His features were refined and elegant, bearing a slight resemblance to Mo Tingyan's.
But this man's handsomeness carried a hint of 'pretentious gentleness,' whereas Mo Tingyan's features were more defined, his every smile and glance radiating a wild, untamed charm.
They were biological brothers, yet their auras couldn't be more different!
Mo Tingjue stared at her, his grip on her arm tightening as he demanded urgently, "Wen Zhi, where were you last night? When I called you, there was a man's voice in the background. Who was he? What did you do together?"
Wen Zhi pushed him away, brushing off her arm with disgust. She raised a cold eyebrow, staring him down.
"What do you think a man and a woman alone together do? Didn't you and my dear stepsister demonstrate it quite thoroughly in that hotel bed yesterday?"
Hearing this, Mo Tingjue's face stiffened. He took a step forward, rushing to explain. "Xiao Zhi, don't say things like that, okay? I know you're not that kind of person. I had too much to drink yesterday afternoon—"
Wen Zhi glanced sideways, letting out a cold laugh. "A truly drunk man can't get it up. Mo Tingjue, stop making excuses for your promiscuity."
Having said that, she moved past him toward her apartment door.
But Mo Tingjue wouldn't let it go. He stepped in front of her, blocking her path. "Xiao Zhi, what happened with Wen Xue was a momentary mistake. You know I only love you. My feelings for you are real. You… you'll forgive me, right?"
Wen Zhi scoffed in contempt!
He truly loved her, yet couldn't control his lower half?
This "truth" was probably lighter than the废气 exhaled by a dog!
She took a step back, putting distance between them. "I've told you, my only requirement in a relationship is loyalty. One act of betrayal, and it's over forever. We're already broken up. Please don't come looking for me again. It's annoying."
With that, she opened the door and entered without looking back.
Mo Tingjue watched Wen Zhi's resolute背影, his fists clenching. He shouted at the closed door, "Xiao Zhi, I won't give up on you! If I could win you over once, I can definitely do it again! I'll use my sincerity to move you again!"
*A second time?*
What a dreamer!
She ignored the man's ranting outside her door. Returning to her bedroom, she took down her suitcase and began packing.
But she hadn't been at it long when another knock came at the door.
Thinking it was Mo Tingjue still causing a scene, she ignored it. Then her phone rang.
The caller ID showed… her newlywed husband, Mo Tingyan!
She answered. The man's lazy voice came through. "Did you go out?"
"No, I'm at home packing."
"Then why aren't you answering the door?"
Wen Zhi paused, then hurried to the door and opened it.
Seeing Mo Tingyan standing outside, she was surprised. "Weren't you going to tidy up the new place? How are you back so soon?"
"Nothing much to tidy up. It's waiting to welcome its mistress."
Mo Tingyan raised an eyebrow with a smile and walked into the living room.
Noticing she wasn't wearing shoes, he leaned close to her face, his eyes smiling. "Couldn't even put on shoes, rushing to greet me? But why didn't you open the door when I knocked earlier?"
Wen Zhi glanced down at her pale feet and answered truthfully, "I thought it was Mo Tingjue."
Hearing that name, the smile faded slightly from Mo Tingyan's face.
"Oh? He was here?"
Wen Zhi nodded matter-of-factly and continued folding clothes.
Mo Tingyan casually sat on her bed, crossing his legs naturally. He leaned forward, his eyes fixed on hers, half-teasing, half-probing. "Coming all the way here… seems like he regrets it, wants to rekindle things with you? What about you? Tempted? Or… regretting marrying me today?"
Wen Zhi's hands stilled on the clothes. She looked up at him, frank and open. "If I were still tempted by him, would I have sought you out last night?"
They were brothers. From the moment she主动 wrapped her arms around Mo Tingyan last night, Wen Zhi had left herself no way back.
"To me, a man who's cheated is like banknotes dropped in dog shit. No matter how tempting, I don't want them."
*Tempting?*
Hearing that word, Mo Tingyan's eyebrow twitched. His gaze fixed on the low neckline of her top. His Adam's apple bobbed unconsciously…
He leaned in, almost without warning, and captured her lips!
After a moment of deep, claiming kisses, his warmth slid to Wen Zhi's ear. The man's voice was lethally seductive as he asked, "Is he more tempting, or am I, hmm?"