This superpower is unreliable.

In the manor, on one side of the lawn, there was a lot of noise and people were drinking and chatting. But the melodious music, laughter and mellow wine aroma did not seem to reach the other corner of the manor.

I don’t know if it was filtered out by the night, or if Huang Chiyao had already drowned in the deep pool in Wen Guzhi’s eyes. Everything except the two of them could not be heard or smelled. Only the faint fragrance of flowers and the increasingly clear heartbeat enveloped the two of them.

"no."

Huang Chiyao just breathed softly, afraid to disturb the breath flowing between her and Wen Guzhi.

"It's not that the flower matches the flower, but the flower gave me a flower."

Wen Guzhi's eyebrows curved, "Chiyao, are you teasing me?"

Huang Chiyao also imitated him, tilted his head and smiled slightly.

"That's the sincerest compliment."

Wen Guzhi smiled and took a step back. The charming atmosphere between the two of them was diluted a lot by the evening breeze, and what was left was more of a contented feeling.

Huang Chiyao took off the peony beside her ear, wrapped the flower branches around the bracelet, and pinned it on her wrist. The diamonds on the bracelet became a foil to the flower. Wen Guzhi watched her movements and asked softly:

"Want to go shopping together?"

Huang Chiyao was concerned about the other side of the grass instead. "Doesn't the protagonist need to go out and accept everyone's congratulations?"

"It doesn't matter. It's still early. Besides, they are not my protagonists."

Wen Guzhi led Huang Chiyao into the unique building. "This is where I daydream."

"So, what about the greenhouse outside?"

“It’s another place where I can just sit there and do nothing.”

Huang Chiyao thought that the style of this building would be similar to that of Wen Guzhi's home, as simple as possible. But when she entered, she found that there were quite a lot of furnishings inside, all of which were works of art that she could not understand.

Wen Guzhi casually introduced the collections as he walked. Huang Chiyao listened to Wen Guzhi's introduction, his eyes following his hand from one artwork to another, nodding his head half-understandingly, and accidentally bumped into Wen Guzhi who suddenly stopped.

"Be careful!" Wen Guzhi quickly supported Huang Chiyao. She raised her head and saw a smile in Wen Guzhi's eyes.

She narrowed her eyes, "You didn't do this on purpose, did you, Boss?"

"What a pity." Wen Guzhi laughed out loud, "There's nothing special about the first floor. It's just a facade, just something to scare people. Let me take you upstairs to have a look."

He released the hand that was supporting Huang Chi's arm and instead turned his palm toward her, gently supporting her wrist and walking up the stairs.

"walk slowly."

Huang Chiyao's heartbeat, which had already stabilized, accelerated again because of Wen Guzhi's thoughtfulness.

Today's Wen Guzhi is not the same as the original Wen Guzhi, and she is no longer the same as before.

It seemed as if everything was gradually getting out of control, yet it was happening naturally.

When Wen Guzhi, holding Huang Chi's hand, just reached the corner, a voice that had not been heard for a long time came down.

"Is this... a little wild flower?"

Huang Chiyao immediately raised his head and the smile on his face froze.

"...Ms. Luo."

Rotman walked slowly down towards Huang Chi, and when he reached the step above her, he stopped and looked her up and down.

"Hmm~ Today, it seems that there are no wild flowers."

Before Huang Chiyao could react, Rotman suddenly reached out and scratched her face with his index finger.

"Rotoman!"

Wen Guzhi immediately slapped Rotman's hand away.

"It hurts, Brother Zhi." Luo Tuoman pouted and rubbed his hands and said coquettishly. "I just want to say hello to the little wild flower, why are you so rude to me?"

Wen Guzhi's expression suddenly became serious, "I remember that I didn't invite you here."

"It's okay, someone invited me."

Rotman turned half his body back and asked with a smile to the other person above him: "Right, Aunt Su?"

"So, don't be rude."

Su Yunqing walked down, patted Luo Tuoman on the shoulder, and then said to Wen Guzhi: "I invited Tuoman. You two are childhood sweethearts, how can there be any overnight hatred? Be a real man, don't be so petty."

"But……"

"Okay." Su Yunqing interrupted Wen Guzhi directly, "The banquet is about to begin, let's go down when it's almost time, don't keep the guests waiting for too long."

After Su Yunqing finished speaking, she did not stay any longer, nor did she pay any attention to Huang Chiyao who was watching her. She went downstairs and left.

Wen Guzhi's expression was gloomy.

It was unclear whether Luo Tuomen was pretending that nothing had happened or trying to add fuel to the fire. She poked Wen Guzhi's tie knot and said with a cheerful smile, "Brother Zhi, happy birthday! I left the gift up there, remember to open it and take a look later."

"Take your gift. I don't need it."

"Oh~" Rotman was not angry after being rejected, but his eyes became meaningful, "If you don't want to accept the gift sent by me in my personal name, then you can think of it as a gift from the president of Roche on behalf of Roche Group."

When Wen Guzhi heard this, his face remained expressionless, but his eyes were fixed on Rotman.

"Then Mr. Luo, can you please go to the banquet venue on your own?"

"Okay. Why do you make Mr. Luo so distant?" Luo Tuoman waved his finger at the two of them as he walked downstairs. "You should come quickly, or I will be very lonely by myself."

"Alas, wild flowers become boring after being transplanted into the garden." When Rottoman passed by Huang Chiyao, he suddenly stroked the bracelet that Huang Chiyao had given her.

“I still prefer wild flowers.”

After saying that, just like a child who had succeeded in playing a prank, Rottoman skipped down the stairs, humming the melody of some unknown song, regardless of whether she was still wearing high heels, and left with a very satisfied look on her face.

Huang Chiyao and Wen Guzhi stood on the stairs, neither going up nor down, each lost in thought.

Seeing Rotman again made Huang Chiyao feel a little complicated.

Rotman's demeanor was exactly the same as always, flamboyant and arrogant, yet full of vitality to the point of being frightening.

For some reason, she always felt that tonight would not be a peaceful birthday party.

"Why don't we go out together?" She knew that not only herself, but Wen Guzhi also certainly didn't have the mood to continue taking her to visit the second floor.

"okay."

When he was about to step out of the room, Wen Guzhi stopped, turned the hand that was originally supporting Huang Chiyao over and gently squeezed it.

"Wing shake."

His eyes did not look towards Huang Chiyao's, but drooped down in helplessness.

"Can I ask you a favor?"

Huang Chiyao stared into Wen Guzhi's eyes and tilted his head slightly. "Okay."

"No matter what happens tonight, can you please... stay within my sight?" Wen Guzhi slowly raised his eyes and met her gaze.

The eyes in front of me seemed to overlap with the eyes of Wen Guzhi when he was trapped in the elevator before.

He seemed to be stuck on something.

Is it driven by your own heart?

Huang Chiyao didn't know how to rescue him, she could only hold Wen Guzhi's hand tightly.

"it is good."