"He doesn't mind?" Ye Xi asked, looking into her eyes.
A sharp glint quickly flashed through his gentle eyes, as if trying to see through her heart via her gaze.
"If he minded, would I still be by his side?"
He was his own flesh and blood—would he dare to mind?
Chu Lingzhi smiled faintly. "Ye Hen isn't that shallow of a man."
Ye Xi raised an eyebrow. Was she implying he was a shallow man?
Ye Xi curled his lips into a light smirk. He was indeed a shallow man.
If he weren't shallow, he wouldn't have minded her child back then and stayed with her.
If he had chosen her, would he have achieved what he has today?
The answer was yes!
But over the years, he occasionally thought of her.
"Lingzhi, if you're unhappy, you must come to me," he said, looking at her.
Chu Lingzhi beamed brightly, her smile dazzling, yet it didn't reach her eyes.
Would she be unhappy?
Even if she encountered something unpleasant, Chu Junsu would cheer her up.
Chu Lingzhi stopped paying attention to Ye Xi and continued searching for Nangong Yehen.
The longer she searched, the more anxious she became.
She feared he might be in danger, but then again, Nangong Yehen wasn't a novice.
If he were so easily harmed, he wouldn't have survived this long.
Unable to find him in the bustling hall, she headed toward the corridor and the elevator.
The hall was lively, but the hallway leading to the restrooms was eerily quiet.
Chu Lingzhi planned to check the restroom for Nangong Yehen, wondering if he had an upset stomach.
"How about it, Master Nangong? Have you made up your mind?" A soft yet commanding female voice suddenly rang out, brooking no refusal.
The words "Master Nangong" made Chu Lingzhi stop in her tracks.
"Three minutes have passed. Does Master Nangong need that much time to think?"
Chu Lingzhi followed the sound and saw, at the corner of another hallway, Nangong Yehen standing face-to-face with a woman in a low-cut red dress.
The man leaned lazily against the wall, holding a glass of red wine.
He gently swirled the wine in his goblet, his deep gaze fixed on the liquid inside.
His expression was half-smiling, elegant yet arrogant.
The woman had a beautiful face, a tall and curvaceous figure, and an air of nobility.
Chu Lingzhi crept closer to them. At first glance, they seemed like a perfect match?
"Master Nangong, my father is the king of Xia, and my cousin is the king of Xun. If you marry me, you'll become the king of Wu. The entire kingdom of Wu will be yours to rule as you please. Isn't that wonderful?" Di Rui Yingxue's pretty face lit up with a bright smile, her words revealing her ambition.
"No." Nangong Yehen raised an eyebrow, looking at Di Rui Yingxue indifferently.
Di Rui Yingxue's smile faltered slightly. "Is Master Nangong dissatisfied with my looks?"
She might not be a breathtaking beauty, but her features were delicate, her skin fair, and her demeanor noble and dignified.
Moreover, she had power and influence. Many men wanted to marry her, but she had turned them down.
Now she was offering herself to Nangong Yehen, and he was refusing?
"Princess Yingxue is very beautiful," Nangong Yehen said, still gazing at his wine, his eyes sidelong.
His attitude displeased Di Rui Yingxue greatly.
But she liked men who treated her coldly. The more they ignored her, the more she wanted them.
"Since I'm beautiful, then marry me. Marrying me will make you stronger, and you won't have to go cooperate with Gong Liye," Di Rui Yingxue tempted him.