Wen Zhi and the others hid in the corner watching for quite a while, until finally Wang Sui left, barely suppressing the pain in his arm.
He even forced a smile on his face and apologized to Su Wenjing. Anyone who didn’t know better would have thought the two were just having a casual chat.
After dealing with the situation, Su Wenjing glanced in Wen Zhi’s direction, but his gaze shifted away almost immediately, as if he had no intention of approaching.
The implication was obvious.
Before Wen Zhi could react, Zhang Tingting gently nudged her toward Su Wenjing, saying with great understanding, “Zhi Zhi, you should go thank Mr. Su properly first. Yue Yue and I will head back now!”
Wen Zhi stumbled from the push and turned to glare at Zhang Tingting, a mix of annoyance and frustration in her eyes.
“If you dare leave me behind, I’ll never go out with you again!”
Seeing that Wen Zhi wasn’t joking, Li Yue quickly tried to placate her. “Alright, alright, we’ll wait for you, we’ll wait for you. But you should still go thank Mr. Su, right?”
She subtly gestured toward Su Wenjing with her eyes.
“We owe him for helping us out tonight.”
Wen Zhi understood this perfectly well. She shot them both a sharp glare before taking small, hesitant steps toward Su Wenjing.
He was leaning lazily against the bar, not looking around, his eyes downcast as if lost in thought—or perhaps waiting for someone.
“Mr. Su, thank you for helping us out tonight.” Wen Zhi’s soft voice reached his ears.
Su Wenjing suddenly straightened up, only to see the girl standing there with her head lowered, looking guilty.
“Trying to burn the bridge after crossing the river? ‘Senior’ has turned into ‘Mr. Su’ now.”
How impressive.
“No, I was just trying to show my respect.”
Wen Zhi felt a bit flustered, her confidence shrinking.
She didn’t know why she had called him “Mr. Su.” Perhaps it was because, given Su Wenjing’s status, almost no one dared to disrespect him, and her calling him “senior” might have seemed like she was trying too hard to act familiar.
Hearing Wen Zhi’s explanation, Su Wenjing let out a light scoff.
He suddenly leaned closer to her. In the dim light, his handsome face was now very close to hers, his gaze dark and intense, his features sharp as a blade.
A dangerous yet captivating smile played on his lips.
She called it respect, but to Su Wenjing, the title “Mr. Su” sounded grating.
“Oh, so you show respect only after I’ve helped you. If I’d known, I wouldn’t have bothered. I should have let Miss Wen handle it herself.”
He was being sarcastic now.
Wen Zhi looked up, her thick, dark lashes lifting to reveal a pair of clear, autumn-like eyes.
She looked utterly innocent.
“Senior, I was wrong.”
“Wrong about what?”
“I shouldn’t have called you what others do.”
“And what else?”
Hearing this, Wen Zhi blinked, as if to say, “What else is there?”
Su Wenjing narrowed his eyes at her for a moment before speaking calmly, “You shouldn’t have come to a place like this.”
Wen Zhi was taken aback. “Huh?”
“But I’m an adult now. And you’re here too, aren’t you?”
She even added the last part with a hint of defiance.
Su Wenjing reached out and lightly flicked her forehead, chuckling nonchalantly. “How old am I, and how old are you? Don’t you have any sense?”
“You’re just a kid who hasn’t even left campus yet. Don’t come to places like this.”
“Not at all, I’ve been to many places for competitions! Even abroad!”
Wen Zhi retorted stiffly, disagreeing with his statement.
She wasn’t someone who hadn’t seen the world…
While speaking, she didn’t pay attention, and because they were close, her arm inadvertently brushed against Su Wenjing’s elbow resting on the bar counter.
For a moment, her elbow felt as if it had been electrified. She shifted her body slightly and looked up, only to meet a pair of dark eyes that seemed to hold a hint of amusement.
“Our little classmate Wen is truly impressive.”
His words carried a touch of teasing, spoken softly, as if deliberately provoking her.
Wen Zhi’s face flushed red with embarrassment in an instant.
For a moment, she couldn’t tell whether he was praising her or teasing her.
“Anyway, thank you for tonight. I’ll treat you to a meal another day.”
After saying this, she hurriedly turned to leave, but before she could take two steps, Su Wenjing grabbed her arm.
“Tsk, so slender,” he thought, feeling the delicate texture of Wen Zhi’s skin under his hand.
“Running away? Not even leaving a contact? Is this your attitude of wanting to repay a favor?”
Su Wenjing’s voice was cold, low, and husky, carrying a captivating allure that landed right by Wen Zhi’s ear, making her earlobe itch.
“I just… forgot,” Wen Zhi muttered softly.
“I’ll add you on WeChat,” she said, then opened her phone’s scan function.
“I’ll scan you.”
Su Wenjing glanced at her leisurely, didn’t speak, but still pulled up his WeChat QR code page.
A “beep” sounded.
“Alright, I’ve sent the request. You just need to accept it.” After finishing, Wen Zhi waved her phone with the friend request page at him.
“Well, my friend and I are heading back now, senior.” Before Su Wenjing could say anything, Wen Zhi finished speaking and immediately ran toward Li Yue and the others, then pulled both of them toward the bar entrance to leave.
As if afraid he might do something else.
Song Bojian and the others, who had been watching the entire scene from upstairs, found it quite entertaining. “Tsk tsk, rare indeed. First time seeing someone who isn’t interested in Su Wenjing, hahaha.”
“So funny.”
“That girl was probably scared off by his flirtatious demeanor. Who told him to look so playboyish.”
Lin He rarely spoke seriously: “How to put it? It feels like this time, Young Master Su is showing off like a peacock spreading its feathers.”
“Never seen him care about any girl before, let alone someone he’s only met a few times.”
Song Bojian also only half-understood. “Who knows? Things like having an eye for someone are unpredictable.”
Some people can be around every day without catching even a sliver of attention, while others only need to appear once to make someone’s heart itch.
Perhaps, for Su Wenjing, Wen Zhi happened to be that “heart itch.”
Under the neon lights of the bar, Wen Zhi held their hands, her face slightly flushed, quickly weaving through the noisy crowd. Her shoes tapped a crisp rhythm on the floor, much like their heartbeats at that moment.
Once outside the bar entrance, Wen Zhi leaned against the doorframe, hands on her knees, breathing slightly heavily. Her heart pounded like a disorderly drumbeat, making her feel a bit flustered.
Li Yue looked at her and couldn’t help but laugh, teasing, “Su Wenjing isn’t some ferocious beast. He was even a prominent figure at our school before. Why did you drag us out in such a hurry?”
“You still have the nerve to say that! We shouldn’t have come to a place like this in the first place. It’s so chaotic. If it weren’t for him tonight, I was afraid we really wouldn’t have been able to leave!” Wen Zhi shot her a glare.
Li Yue quickly grabbed Wen Zhi’s hand and apologized, “I’m sorry, Zhi Zhi. We didn’t expect something like this to happen. If anything had really gone wrong tonight, Tingting and I would have been too ashamed to face you.”
These words truly came from her heart.
Fortunately, Wen Zhi had come out safely tonight; otherwise, she really wouldn’t have known how to explain it to Wen Zhi or her family.
“Alright, just don’t let it happen again. Both of you, don’t come to places like this casually in the future,” Wen Zhi said gently, shaking Li Yue’s hand as she accepted her apology.
Li Yue and Zhang Tingting hugged Wen Zhi, still shaken by the fear of what could have happened.
“Wuwu… Thank goodness you’re okay, and thanks to Mr. Su for helping out too.”