Chen Zan pulled himself out of his thoughts.
It was her.
Jiang Youwei.
The woman beside him was actually Jiang Youwei… his first love, the campus belle-level top student he had chased for a year and dated for only three months.
Chen Zan tried to calm his rapidly pounding heart.
After that one-night encounter, meeting her again was something he had never imagined. His body felt out of control, as if it were on fire.
Jiang Youwei’s phone rang.
“CEO Jiang, I’m really sorry. It’s raining heavily right now and the traffic is terrible. Could you wait at the company for a bit? I’ll come pick you up. Would that be alright?”
As if thinking of something, Jiang Youwei glanced toward the man beside her, then somewhat belatedly turned off the speaker.
“I’ve already arrived near the venue. Just come straight here.”
Whatever the person on the other end said next, Chen Zan could no longer hear.
From the corner of his eye, he could only see that Jiang Youwei’s face showed no trace of emotion. The youthful innocence and awkwardness she once had in college had long faded, replaced by maturity and composure.
So she still remembered.
Jiang Youwei had always been used to putting calls on speaker.
Back then, Chen Zan had teased her, asking what she would do if he said something sweet to her and others overheard it.
At that time, Chen Zan had been a carefree rich second-generation heir. With Jiang Youwei, he had always been bold and direct. It seemed he had never really spoken sweet words at all, instead pursuing her in an overbearing way.
The girl had realized it too, looking at him with dissatisfaction, waiting for him to actually say something sweet.
Rarely feeling shy, Chen Zan had relied on her affection for him. He pulled her into his arms and made her sit on his lap, teasing her with his body to muddle through the moment.
Now, thinking back, Chen Zan felt deep regret.
He would never have another chance.
The girl who used to be so obedient still had the habit of using speaker mode.
But now, she also knew when to turn it off.
In the end, people really do change.
Chen Zan had never expected that one day he would meet her again while fully sober, face to face.
After all, their lives were now worlds apart, one in the heavens, the other in the dust.
Jiang Youwei had done very well for herself over the years. She was now the CEO of Chengwei Group, a rising star in the real estate industry.
Fortunately, he was wearing both a mask and a cap. She probably wouldn’t recognize him.
Chen Zan began thinking of a way to leave. If he stayed by her side, he would definitely be exposed. This story is hosted at g.com.
But the rain was too heavy right now. If he ran out, he would be completely drenched. At the cocktail party, he would at least change into a waiter’s uniform, but there was no way to dry his own clothes.
As his mind searched for a solution, his eyes couldn’t help drifting toward Jiang Youwei again.
The beautiful woman was lightly wiping her golden curls, exuding an irresistible charm.
Her hair was still so long. Back then, when they were intimate, Jiang Youwei would often sway her waist while tying up her hair. The faint glimpse of her youthful figure was even more alluring than anything explicit.
Chen Zan had always thought that was her most beautiful moment.
But it was also a fleeting beauty in his long life.
Her once straight black hair had become golden curls. Given her current status, it made her even more captivating.
Perhaps she had simply grown.
Maybe someone had completely forgotten the reason for their breakup, which was why Jiang Youwei now pursued such a graceful and alluring appearance.
Lost in his tangled thoughts, Chen Zan suddenly felt a burning gaze.
His heart tightened as he met that gaze.
Had his sneaking glances been noticed?
The stunning woman stared straight at him.