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Zhou Yi folded the origami cranes carefully, placing them neatly in rows on the coffee table.

Her fingers landed on the colored paper, and what was clearly a simple piece of paper became different after passing through her hands.

Her hands seemed to possess a magical quality, bringing each sheet of paper to life.

Wenren Chen strode in, his steady steps making a tapping sound on the polished, expensive floor in the quiet villa.

Like the tolling of a night bell, it struck rhythmically, making people feel uneasy.

But the sound seemed to be blocked by the person sitting in front of the coffee table, and none of it reached her ears.

Wenren Chen gazed at the person sitting on the carpet, at that fair face, at her earnestness, and at her seemingly lighter, slower steps.

Zhou Yi is very skilled with her hands. In the beginning, she had no education and no skills, so she worked as a temporary worker in a factory, earning a certain amount of money per hour or per piece.

The work there involves various manual tasks and is for export, emphasizing speed and quality.

In order to keep her boss and earn more money, Zhou Yi studied very hard. As a result, she learned quickly and did well, and could do twice the work of others in an hour.

Therefore, the boss liked her very much, and she worked in the factory for a while.

She hasn't done any handicrafts in a long time, but when she does, her hand speed picks up again.

Her fingers moved like folding flowers; before you could even see how she did it, a paper crane was already folded and placed to the side.

Wenren Chen came to Zhou Yi's side. He looked at the rows of origami cranes on the coffee table, which were yellow, blue, gold and green, as if many origami cranes had gathered on the coffee table and were having a meeting.

Very lively.

He looked at the origami cranes, his gaze falling on Zhou Yi's fingers.

Her fingers weren't very long, and her palms weren't big either, they were small, but her hands were fast and nimble, as if they could conjure up anything.

Wenren Chen watched her fingers, which quickly produced a paper crane. However, her eyes were only focused on the paper in her hand and the paper crane she had folded. Even the person standing very close to her did not catch her eye.

Wenren Chen's gaze fell on her eyes, which were large and serious, with only origami cranes in their clear black and white.

There was nothing else but origami cranes.

It can't hold anything else.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he bent down to pick up a paper crane from beside her.

Just as Zhou Yi finished folding a paper crane and was about to place it in a row, a shadow fell over her, and then a hand with distinct knuckles picked up a golden paper crane from her sight.

As Zhou Yi looked at the hand, which resembled jade, a scene flashed before her eyes.

That scene was exactly what happened last night in the private room when the man took the cards from in front of her...

Zhou Yi was stunned, then immediately looked up and saw Wenren Chen holding a golden origami crane and looking at it.

She stared blankly for two seconds, then immediately spoke up: "Sir, you're back?"

After she finished speaking, she got up, but she remained seated cross-legged without moving at all.

As soon as she got up, her legs went numb.

With a "whoosh," she lost her balance and quickly grabbed the coffee table in front of her to avoid falling.

But then, a strong arm landed on her waist, supporting her steadily.

Zhou Yi froze, but quickly realized who was supporting her.

Yes, sir.

She turned her head and gratefully said to the man who had helped her, "Thank you, sir."

After saying that, she gripped the coffee table tightly, trying to steady herself, but it wasn't that fast; she couldn't stand up at all.

Wenren Chen watched as she struggled to stand but couldn't manage it. His gaze fell on her bent legs, and he asked, "Are your legs injured?"

Hearing this, Zhou Yi was taken aback, then immediately shook her head: "No, no, I just sat in one position for too long, and my legs went numb when I stood up."

"I'll wait a bit, it'll be fine once it recovers."

After saying that, Zhou Yi smiled at Wenren Chen and said, "It's alright, sir, I can hold the coffee table up."

"Isn't it getting late?"

As he spoke, Zhou Yi looked at the night outside, which was even darker than before.

She quickly said, "Sir, it's very late, please hurry... ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was lifted into the air.

Zhou Yi subconsciously gripped Wenren Chen's shirt and closed her eyes.

The sudden lifting of her body into the air startled her.

Wenren Chen looked at the person in his arms who was tightly clutching his shirt, with her head down and eyes tightly closed, and her face turned pale.

He picked her up and turned her around, then bent down with his tall body and placed her on the sofa to sit down.

Zhou Yi touched the soft, delicate leather sofa, froze for a moment, and then opened her eyes.

Unexpectedly, the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a face right in front of me.

A high, straight nose, deep-set eyes and brows, and lips that are naturally rosy and full of color without the need for lipstick. These lips are not thin, but have a very beautiful lip line and are of moderate thickness.

Zhou Yi had heard older people in the town say that people with thin lips were cold-hearted, but her husband's lips were not thin; they were well-defined and fleshy.

Yes, she's voluptuous, and quite sexy upon closer inspection.

Zhou Yi thinks that these lips look better.

It's not too thick, nor too thin; everything is just right.

Zhou Yi still remembers that the old man said that such lips, paired with a teardrop-shaped philtrum, would be even better, and that one's offspring and lifespan would be very good.

Thinking about it, Zhou Yi looked at the person in front of her; his philtrum was deep and long, shaped like a teardrop, and very beautiful.

Such a person, with those rosy, blood-red lips, is exceptionally beautiful.

very perfect.

Zhou Yi thought this was really good.

Such a good man deserves to live a long and healthy life with many children.

Wenren Chen placed Zhou Yi on the sofa and was about to pull his hand away when he saw the person in his arms looking at him with big eyes. First, he was surprised, then stunned, and then curious and serious.

Finally, as if they were researching something, they began to study it.

He gazed into her pure, large eyes and parted his lips: "What are you looking at?"

The two were extremely close, their faces and bodies so close that they could touch each other if they moved forward just a little more.

Therefore, as soon as Wenren Chen spoke, his warm breath sprayed onto Zhou Yi's face.

Zhou Yi smelled the alcohol.

It's not strong, but you can smell it immediately.

Subconsciously, Zhou Yi's little nose twitched, and she sniffed like a puppy. Then she looked at Wenren Chen and asked, "Sir, have you been drinking?"

Wenren Chen stared at the pair of clear eyes that were right in front of him.

There wasn't a single distracting thought in his mind; he was completely focused.

She cared for him wholeheartedly.

He said, "Hmm."

Zhou Yi immediately said, "I'll go make you some hangover soup. Drinking some after drinking will help you sleep better tonight."

should be.

Zhou Yi was unsure, since neither her grandmother nor her brother drank alcohol.

But that's how it is on TV.

It's true that the male protagonist drinks hangover soup after drinking alcohol.

As she spoke, Zhou Yi loosened her grip on Wenren Chen's shirt and headed to the kitchen.

But just as she was about to leave, the arm that was still around her waist wrapped around her and pulled her back.