Chapter 425 - 373: Feifei! A Vixen Has Her Eyes on Our Treasure

Zhang Qiuyue blushed furiously as she stared at the "Call Ended" notification on her screen. Though her mind was a whirlwind, she was, after all, a young woman with no real experience. It was her first time stumbling upon a "live performance," and she couldn’t help but feel a mix of shyness and the thrill of eavesdropping.

She might not have had any experience, but it wasn’t like she was completely clueless. With the internet being what it was, all sorts of "instructional videos" were readily available. On top of that, Xie Miao would often describe the joys shared between men and women, leaving Zhang Qiuyue quite eager to experience them herself.

However, Zhang Qiuyue wasn’t a promiscuous person. She considered herself a cut above the rest, and her mother’s constant reminders growing up had taught her what a woman’s most precious asset truly was.

But ever since meeting Wu Yun, Zhang Qiuyue felt that her Mr. Right had finally appeared, which was what led to her making the first move back in the lecture hall.

Now, Zhang Qiuyue was torn, debating whether she should be even more forward.

The sounds from the phone call echoed in her mind like a bewitching spell, refusing to fade.

After chatting with Xie Miao for a while, Zhang Qiuyue was still wide awake long after her friend had fallen fast asleep, her mind busy conjuring images to go with the sounds she had heard.

After tossing and turning for over an hour, Zhang Qiuyue finally made a decision and sent Wu Yun a message: "Wu Yun, are you asleep?"

...

Wu Yun wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead. It had taken quite an effort to get Wen Meng to fall asleep.

Seeing Wen Meng fast asleep with a contented smile on her lips, Wu Yun got up to take a shower.

Just then, his work phone rang. The sound wasn’t loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

Wu Yun picked up the phone and saw a message from Zhang Qiuyue: "Wu Yun, are you asleep?"

So, Wu Yun replied, "Not yet! What’s up?"

Zhang Qiuyue: "I can’t sleep. Can you go for a walk with me?"

Wu Yun froze. ’Here it comes,’ he thought. ’The classic late-night invitation!’ He replied, "What are you thinking? You overthink things! Just go to sleep! Count some sheep or something!"

Zhang Qiuyue felt a flash of frustration when she saw his reply, but tonight, she had decided to go all in. She typed back, "Please! Wu Yun! There’s something I need to tell you. If I don’t say it, I really won’t be able to sleep tonight!" She followed it up with a few pleading emojis.

A moment later, Zhang Qiuyue’s phone vibrated.

Wu Yun: "[Sigh] Fine! I’ll come over right now, but we’re not going out!"

Zhang Qiuyue felt a surge of excitement mixed with anxiety, so much so that her stomach cramped.

After taking a deep breath, she quietly got out of bed, slipped on her robe and slippers, and went out.

She had just sat down on the sofa when she heard the electronic lock on the front door click open. The door swung inward, and Wu Yun walked in, dressed in his pajamas.

Wu Yun watched as Zhang Qiuyue quickly rose from the sofa. Since she was only wearing sleepwear, he got a very clear look.

"Uh, what are you—" Before Wu Yun could finish, a soft, slender body threw itself into his arms. ’So this is how they test the cadres, huh?’ he thought.

Wu Yun felt a pang of awkwardness, his hands hovering in the air, unsure of where to put them, even though there was no one else around.

"Zhang Qiuyue! What are you doing?" Wu Yun asked in a low voice, feeling her arms tighten around him as he tried to unclasp her hands.

"Wu Yun, I like you! Ever since I saw your performance at the welcoming gala, I’ve been completely captivated by you!"

Zhang Qiuyue’s voice was nervous and trembling slightly, but Wu Yun heard every word clearly. "It’s because I knew you have a girlfriend that I’ve spent the last half a year trying to meet other people, trying to forget you!"

Zhang Qiuyue lifted her head, her eyes rimmed with red, and gazed at Wu Yun’s chiseled face. Feeling the firm muscles of his powerful physique, she subconsciously hugged him even tighter, as if trying to melt into his body.

"But I discovered that compared to you, no one else even catches my eye, let alone captures my heart! That’s why tonight, I finally realized just how important you are to me."

Wu Yun hesitated for a moment before saying, "Let go of me first. We can talk about this calmly. This could easily cause a misunderstanding."

As soon as he spoke, he felt the arms around his waist release their hold, the soft body pulling away. To his surprise, the sudden loss of her touch left him with an unexpected pang of regret.

But Wu Yun instantly came to his senses and pointed to the sofa. "Let’s sit down and talk."

Wu Yun then took two chilled bottles of mineral water from the fridge and handed one to Zhang Qiuyue.

Wu Yun casually twisted the cap off his bottle and took a long swig. The icy water flowing down his throat gradually doused the heat that had started to rise within him.

Putting his bottle down, Wu Yun noticed Zhang Qiuyue struggling to twist the cap on her own bottle. Her pretty face was flushed red with effort, but it was no use.

Wu Yun sighed in resignation and held out his hand. "Let me help you with that."

He took the water bottle and, with a gentle twist, opened it with a crisp CRACK.

Wu Yun handed the water back to her. Zhang Qiuyue said, a little embarrassed, "Sorry, Wu Yun. How embarrassing. I can never open these bottles when they’re cold."

Watching Zhang Qiuyue take small sips of water, Wu Yun said, "Zhang Qiuyue, thank you... for liking me. But I already have a girlfriend. You’re a beautiful girl, I’m sure you can find someone much better than me..."

As he spoke, his voice trailed off, losing its conviction. He suddenly realized that the universal rejection script didn’t quite work for him. ’Anyone more talented than me isn’t as young, handsome, and rich,’ he thought. ’Anyone richer isn’t as young and handsome, and anyone more handsome definitely isn’t as rich.’