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The next morning, Guan Su Lin sat on the sofa, answering a phone call while the driver stood respectfully nearby. He was about to wrap up the conversation quickly when he noticed the driver suddenly tilt his head. Following the sound of footsteps, Guan Su Lin looked up and immediately brightened, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
On the other end of the line, his subordinate was reporting work matters in an orderly fashion, but Guan Su Lin was only half-listening.
"Zheng Zheng, come here."
He beckoned to Zheng Mengni, hastily finishing the call and standing up to walk toward her. Zheng Mengni greeted him and followed his lead to the mirror.
In the reflection, Guan Su Lin revealed a satisfied smile. He was pleased that she obediently wore the clothes he had sent her, and he felt proud of his excellent taste—there were no mistakes at all.
She wore a navy blue coat over a high-necked top and mid-heeled ankle boots. The somewhat muted tones contrasted beautifully with her fair skin, making her appear graceful and dignified, exuding an air of elegance.
Zheng Mengni stood there delicately, her overall demeanor pure and soft, quietly evoking a sense of affection in those who looked at her. In front was a cold floor-length mirror, and behind her were Guan Su Lin's chest and arms. Zheng Mengni stood in the middle like a delicate porcelain doll, surrounded by an intertwining aura of warmth and coolness.
Suddenly, she felt a tingling sensation at the back of her neck—it was Guan Su Lin's breath as he leaned closer. Noticing that Zheng Mengni had stiffened noticeably, he quickly slowed his breathing, afraid to startle her again.
Guan Su Lin gently pinched her snow-white earlobe; the fine chain of her earrings slid down with his tender movement, catching a glimmer of light as it passed between his fingers. He adjusted the pearl-studded earrings to sit properly before stepping back to return to a safe distance. In the mirror again appeared his bright and radiant smile.
"That's good; let's go."
Guan Su Lin naturally extended his hand toward Zheng Mengni.
"This is just a rehearsal to avoid any awkwardness."
Zheng Mengni hesitated before grasping two of Guan Su Lin's fingers but then felt it wasn't quite right. Her delicate little hand climbed up to hold another finger as well. Though she looked fragile, there was an unexpected strength in her grip.
Guan Su Lin enjoyed this moment immensely, feeling cheerful as well. Zheng Mengni felt soft all over, afraid to exert any force lest she shatter with just a touch.
This strange feeling brought an indescribable joy, and his heart raced, making him inexplicably want to drink some cold water. Guan Su Lin smiled as he took her hand, resting it on his forearm, and suddenly everything felt just right.
"When we get inside the house later, stay close to me, alright?"
"I know," she replied.
"Good girl," he said, gently patting her small hand on his arm, his face full of affection.
Zheng Mengni clutched his suit jacket tighter and tighter. She glanced quietly to the side, where the deep navy blue fabric matched her own attire.
In the car, Guan Su Lin detailed his family situation to Zheng Mengni. As he spoke, he played with her delicate little hand, feeling invigorated.
His father, Guan Li, was eighty-six years old, married to a legitimate wife and had taken five concubines. All six households were settled in the old residence, while countless mistresses were kept outside and pampered one by one.
Mentioning his father's romantic escapades made Guan Su Lin's fair complexion slightly flush with embarrassment. Yet his eyes sparkled with a serious glint that hinted at stubbornness.
He told Zheng Mengni, "Zheng Zheng, you can rest assured. My father is my father; I am me. We are different. When I like someone, I only acknowledge that one person, and it will always be just that one person."
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