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"Didn't I tell you not to look for me anymore? Why are you here?" Ling Yi Heng's voice was colder than before, and he pulled out his arm that was held by Wen Xia Wei.

His gaze turned towards Zuo Zisheng, but he didn't know when, but she had already given way to him.

Wen Xia Wei gently pushed a strand of her hair behind her ear, revealing a golden polygonal earnail on her white earlobe. It was very eye-catching.

Towards Ling Yiheng's dark face, she seemed very calm, as if she was already used to it. Smiling, he picked up a glass of brandy and swirled it in his hand.

"I rarely come to France, and I just happened to come to this party, so I came to join in the fun."

Ling Yiheng pursed his lips, his eyes didn't have any warmth, which was a stark contrast to the happy look on Wen Xia Wei's face.

Zuo Zixian had his back to them, so all he saw was the two people tightly hugging each other.

Although she felt that Ling Yiheng wasn't happy, but Wen Xia Wei seemed to be in high spirits.

Soon after, she saw Wen Xianwei toast Ling Yiheng, but due to the distance and the clamor around them, she couldn't hear what they were saying.

However, she saw Ling Yiheng's lips, which had been tightly pursed, suddenly curved upwards. The originally cold and stern face became gentler under the golden light.

Zuo Zi Wu's heart instantly felt a slight piercing pain.

As far as she knew, Wen Xiwei was his constant companion. She accompanied him on many important occasions, and sometimes even attended the activities of the L. Force Group. Their relationship was naturally extraordinary.

He didn't approve of Mika, but she was different, right? Seeing that he didn't reject her approach and even revealed a rare smile, he could guess.

He didn't seem to look in his direction from the moment he entered the hall.

Was it because there were too many people to notice her presence, or because she was already an insignificant person in his heart?

After taking a deep breath, Zuo Zixian was unwilling to think about this problem. He put down the cup in his hand, walked to the back door, and headed to the washroom.

The heavy door was shut by her, isolating all the noise within.

Zuo Zixian stood in front of the sink and looked at the man with the bright eyes and white teeth in the mirror. He felt a little absent-minded but also felt that it was a little ridiculous.

She had never liked dressing up, but now she had to do what she didn't like about Dix's survival.

If there was no other way, she would go and sell the house tomorrow.

When she thought that her home, which she had lived in for more than ten years, was going to be auctioned off and sold to someone she did not know who, her eyes turned dim and her nose turned sour.

"Mom, dad …" I'm sorry, I really don't know what to do. " She murmured, her pretty face showing a hint of helplessness.

Everything that had happened recently was about to cause her to collapse.

If it weren't for the fact that she wanted to continue fighting for Dix Wine House, she would have been unable to remain calm.

After staying in the washroom for a long time and tidying up her makeup, she turned around and walked out.

However, just as he walked out of the washroom, he saw a tall but cold figure.

Under the lights of the corridor's famous paintings and paintings, Ling Yiheng had one hand in the pocket of his suit pants, while the other hand held a glass of red wine.

With a single glance, she could feel that the temperature around her had dropped by quite a bit.

The look the man gave her was deep and sharp, like a falcon or a cheetah. It was as if he wanted to dig a hole in her.

Just by standing there, he already had an intimidating aura.

Zuo Zixian felt a burst of fear, he kept feeling that his gaze was a little strange.

He was clearly the one who was causing trouble for no reason, and she was the one who should be angry. Why did it seem like she was the one who had done something to let him down?

Her intuition told her that something bad was going to happen, so when she sensed that Ling Chengheng was about to walk towards her, she immediately turned around and returned to the washroom.

This method made her despise herself, but she did not want to face Ling Yiheng head on. At this moment, she had no other choice.

Zuo Zixian sat on the toilet for a while, but didn't actually go to the bathroom at all. He just wanted to avoid Ling Yiheng.

Seeing that it was almost time, and her mood had also calmed down a lot, she stood up and wanted to go out.

However, just as he opened the door, he saw a slender and strong arm suddenly reaching over.

Before Zuo Zixian could react, a tall figure swiftly squeezed in. Then, the door closed behind them.

She was caught off guard by this sudden turn of events, and the tip of her nose nearly struck the man in the chest.

As he was too tall, even though she was wearing high heels, her gaze was still only able to reach his shoulder.

Her long eyelashes, which were like butterfly wings, gently blinked twice. She slowly raised her head and saw the man's face.

Almost instantly, she held her breath.

Ling Yiheng's thousand-year-old face and her dark and dangerous eyes were enough to make her heart beat wildly.

The bathroom was originally small, and he was also too tall. When he squeezed in, even the air inside seemed to become tense.

Zuo Zixian had a suffocating feeling of oppression.

He tried to push him a few times, but the man was like a mountain, not moving at all. However, he didn't say anything. His thin, elegant lips were pressed tightly together, and a trace of anger could be seen between his brows.

Zuo Zizhen didn't know what he was angry about, was it still the same thing as before?

But, hadn't she already said everything clearly? He should have gone to Mika, and she and the other men had nothing to do with him.

Or could it be that even if he disliked her, he wanted to treat her as a personal possession, something that he couldn't even eat with other men?

After waiting for a long time, Zuo Zixian's patience was almost worn out, but she still did not say a word.

At this moment, Zuo Zixian ignored the conflicting thoughts in his heart and slammed his fists against Su Chen's shoulders, "Please get out of the way, this is the ladies' restroom!"

Is this man crazy? He actually entered the female restroom openly!

The next moment, Ling Yi Heng grabbed Zuo Zixian's wrist, and with a tug, pulled her body towards the door frame.

Then, he saw his tall and straight body approaching her.

Under the warm yellow light, their eyes met, and their breathing intertwined, making the air a bit more charming.

Her long and curving eyelashes lightly blinked, and her clear and beautiful eyes that were as beautiful as a cat's lowered slightly. She almost did not dare meet his unfathomable eyes.

The next second, his slender, icy fingers gripped her lower jaw, as if forcing her to meet his gaze.

"Zuo Zixian, you're purposely talking to me in the cold war?" His voice was hoarse, with obvious danger and anger.

Looking at his eyes that were as deep as ink, Zuo Zixian's heartbeat quickened. She raised her hand, trying to free it from his grip on her jaw.

However, he was the first to let go. He moved his powerful arm to her waist and tightly hugged her waist.

She could almost hear his heartbeat until their bodies were close together, and then he stopped pushing.

Zuo Zixian wanted to struggle, but he was strangled to the point that he almost couldn't breathe.

Zhang Jiao Yan's face was flushed red from his actions. She glared with embarrassment and annoyance at the savage-like man in front of her. "Let go of me!"

Was he a barbarian in his previous life? Why did he have to do this to her every time?

"I want you to answer me!" He ignored her words and instead used his dark eyes to lock onto her, as if he wanted to drag her into a bottomless abyss.

Zuo Zixian thought back to how he and Wen Xia Wei were chatting happily and intimately just now, and he felt very upset in his heart.

What is it now? What did he take her for? A woman who can come and go as she pleases?

She didn't want to admit that she was jealous, but she couldn't deny that she really did care.

But, what right did she have to question him?

He was Mika's fiancé, Wen Xia Wei's confidante, she shouldn't have liked him at all!

The mere thought of him and Mika entering the wedding hall made her heart ache like a needle. If she continued to fall in love, she would definitely sink deeper and deeper into her emotions.

When the time came, it would only complicate matters further. That was not the result she wanted to see.

After taking a deep breath, Zuo Zixian intentionally sneered at him, "Mister Ling, I've already made myself clear with you, haven't I? You shouldn't have done this to me. You should have held your fiancée, Mika. As for me and you, it's just a deal. Please let me go. "

Hearing Zuo Zixian's words, Ling Yiheng's black eyes seemed to spew fire as his face, which was as perfect as that of a god, turned closer and closer to her face without any trace of warmth.

His handsome face grew a few times larger, causing Zuo Zixian's heart to tighten.

"Ling Yiheng!" Zuo Zixian quickly turned his head away, not letting the man's face near him.

However, this place was only this big. She was still being carried by him, so where could she hide?

However, her actions were enough to make Ling Yiheng even more furious.

In the next moment, her chin was tightly grasped by him, and he once again forced her to face him face to face.

The man's thin lips were less than two centimeters away from hers. As long as one of them moved a little, he would be able to touch her lips.

Zuo Ziqian held his breath, and glared at him in shame and anger, "Ling Yiheng, what the hell do you want?!"