The Obsessive Tycoon Claims the Deserted Heiress-Chapter 182 - 181: Do you know what love is?

Yu Zhi’s thoughts were momentarily disrupted by him. After answering that question, she suddenly came to her senses.

She called out the man’s full name, the joy on her face fading unconsciously: "Where are you hurt?"

His stern tone made Wen Renche pause for a moment. He instinctively rubbed his knuckles with his fingertips and let out a long sigh in resignation.

"Shoulder." Wen Renche no longer concealed it, but added a reassuring remark to ease her worry: "It’s not serious; it’ll heal in a few days."

"Alright." Yu Zhi’s tone showed little emotional fluctuation, as if the matter had no connection to her at all.

Yet, upon closer inspection, there was a trace of coldness hidden within her eyes.

The car was immersed in silence, and even the atmosphere grew strange.

Ming Fu, sitting in the driver’s seat, glanced at the man with slightly furrowed brows through the rearview mirror and chuckled silently, shaking his head.

Perhaps only by her side would his face show vivid emotions.

"Boss, where are we heading?" Ming Fu asked softly, temporarily breaking the quiet mood.

Wen Renche turned to look at the girl staring out the window without a word, his gaze darkening slightly. He hesitated briefly before saying, "Ah-Shi, where would you like to go?"

The man’s voice was light, as if afraid of provoking her further. Beneath the gold-rimmed glasses, his phoenix-eyed gaze was full of caution.

Yu Zhi pondered briefly, her mind flashing through a few places suitable for discussions, then she spoke softly: "Lanting Square."

Inside Moya Pavilion, a black ebony incense burner was placed on the long redwood table, its faintly fragrant smoke curling in the air.

The man sitting by the window casually scanned the private room’s surroundings.

He picked up the tea cup on the table, a hint of unreadable emotion flickering in his eyes as he lowered his gaze.

Wen Renche swirled the tea cup and took a small sip: "Ah-Shi, why did you bring me here?"

The girl wasn’t one to enjoy tea, and moreover, the elegant setting wasn’t the type of place she’d frequented in the past.

Yu Zhi casually tossed the membership card she had been holding onto earlier to the side: "This is a quarterly card I got. If I don’t use it soon, it’ll expire."

Wen Renche: "..."

Indeed, her habits remain the same as ever... thrifty.

A faint smile curved Wen Renche’s lips. Originally, he thought it was because of another man, but it seemed he’d overthought.

"Why were you injured this time?" Yu Zhi leaned lazily against her chair, her porcelain-like pale fingertips tapping lightly on the table.

The overhead chandelier’s light cast down, making her rounded fingernails appear even pinker.

"I was ambushed while dealing with some loose ends," Wen Renche replied casually, brushing over the dangers of that day without elaboration.

He turned his head, his gaze lingering momentarily on the girl’s slender fingers before calmly looking away.

"Ah-Che, are they still unwilling to give up?" Yu Zhi’s expression grew noticeably serious, with worry threading through her delicate brows.

It had been nearly a year since that incident occurred—a year where he lived through constant danger, unable to free himself from that world.

She had considered asking him to leave everything behind, but those people weren’t about to let him go easily. It felt like a never-ending cycle with no escape.

"Don’t worry." Wen Renche turned toward her, his voice as gentle as an evening breeze, trying to soothe the worry etched into her heart.

His determined gaze was like someone yearning for dawn after prolonged darkness: "It won’t be long now—everything will be resolved."

Yu Zhi locked eyes with him for several seconds but ultimately held back the words stuck in her throat.

Her gaze shifted to his shoulder, her expression tinged with concern: "Don’t let your wound touch water. Be careful not to let it become infected again."

"I know." Wen Renche replied with a soft chuckle, his long lashes brushing faintly against his tear-shaped mole, radiating both allure and mystery.

He subtly moved a little closer to her: "Is the Yu Family matter resolved?"

"Not yet, but there has been some progress."

"What kind of progress?"

"..."

Yu Zhi explained the situation with the Xu Family to him. As she mentioned those two intriguing brothers, her thoughts inevitably drifted to Shi Wei.

"Ah-Che, I’m in a relationship now." The girl’s crimson lips curled upward, her eyes sparkling with radiant joy.

It was as though her gaze carried starlight—illuminating the world, but also piercing the man’s heart.

Wen Renche’s knuckles curled slightly, his amber eyes fixed calmly on the girl without a word.

He lowered his head slightly, the suppressed emotions in his gaze almost tearing apart the elegance he carried.

"Ah-Che?" Her clear voice sounded by his ear, pulling him back.

It forced the man to bury the viciousness deep within his heart.

"Mm." Wen Renche raised his gaze levelly, staring into the girl’s eyes for a moment before struggling to respond: "How long have you known him?"

"Since the National Day holiday."

"I see."

Wen Renche subtly let out a breath of relief before asking, "Ah-Shi, do you know what love is?"

The question made Yu Zhi pause for a moment. She carefully reflected on her interactions with Shi Wei before replying earnestly: "It’s a feeling."

She didn’t quite know how to describe the verb "love," but she was certain that Shi Wei truly loved her.

Wen Renche studied her expression for a moment, then shook his head silently and laughed aloud.

The earlier suppressed emotions vanished like smoke, replaced by a palpable air of happiness.

"Why are you laughing? Did I say something wrong?"

"No reason. Today... Does he have time to join us for dinner?"

Oddly, Wen Renche really did want to meet him.

Though Shi Wei’s photo was included in the documents, he still preferred to meet him in person.

Yu Zhi picked up the teacup and took a light sip: "He’s on a business trip to Lin City. He’ll come back tomorrow."

Given Shi Wei’s clingy nature, he originally planned to decline the trip. But Xing Ye’s interest in entering the molybdenum mining market had yielded leads there, so he had no choice but to go.

Thinking about the molybdenum mine, the girl turned to the man beside her: "Did you recently start a company in Imperial City?"

Wen Renche raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised: "How did Ah-Shi find out?"

It was something he hadn’t had the chance to share with her yet.

He had intended it to be a surprise, but now...

"I accompanied him to a meeting once. When someone mentioned it, I immediately guessed it was you."

"Does he know?"

"No." Yu Zhi paused briefly, then her lips curved slightly as though an idea struck her: "How about you two collaborate?"

After all, one has the need and the other happens to have the resources—wouldn’t it be perfect?

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