Chapter Sixteen: The First Kiss

  Fang Wenke transformed me from head to toe through his own means.

  Looking at myself now, I have finally broken through the stupid idea of being content with a small farm and wealth that was holding me back before. In fact, I feel like my previous self was just wasting life.

  I finally see clearly too, it turns out this world is full of all kinds of extreme possibilities everywhere.

  Money can indeed bring about a certain degree of subversion, and just because of this expensive brand, I have also started to lean towards the side of material desire.

  I started to yearn again and began to feel jealous. I clenched the hand that Hou Wen Ke held tightly, and I felt like I couldn't bear to part with him anymore.

  It was he who brought me to experience such a coveted material life, letting me taste the sweetness of that social circle, and it was also him who got me the envious glances from outsiders.

  If I lose him, I will lose everything.

  Moreover, what he has brought me is just the beginning.

  But now I have a little guilt, because I know that my heart still can't let go of Zhuyang.

  How I wish Fang Wenke could take me away from the pain of my last failed relationship, take me to experience a life that I had never dared to think about, and let me forget that terrible self.

  I keep telling myself, even if it's selfish, even if the purpose is impure, I won't be able to easily let go of Fang Wen Ke's hands.

  "Li Weiming! What are you thinking about? We've arrived!" Fang Wenke snapped his fingers twice in front of me, and I finally broke free from my thoughts.

  I gazed at the house in front of me, where Wen Ke was staring back at me. The night around us had already darkened, and his appearance wasn't as bright as it was during the day, but he still exuded a carefree air about him, an aura that seemed to be detached from the world.

  But in my eyes, he exudes more of the innocence that his age shows.

  "Where is this? Is this a villa?" I straightened my back, afraid that when walking into this huge building, my temperament would not match the brand name on me.

  "Ah, this is the place I told you about earlier that I wanted to bring you to. The owner of this villa is celebrating his birthday today and it's his 45th! Let's go in and follow my lead!"

  Fang Wen Ke rushed towards me and threw a flirtatious glance, pulling me as we walked into the villa.

  45 years old? Is it a family member's birthday party?

  As I walked into the villa, I was stunned again by the scene in front of me.

  Is this really just a lobby on the first floor? Is it necessary to be so exaggerated? It's like a grand auditorium, is there a national leader coming here to give a speech?

  "Mom, this is Li Weiming, it's the girl I told you about."

  A sudden sentence from Fang Wenke interrupted my gaze around the room.

  I withdrew my gaze and saw a woman in her thirties standing in front of me, her face was exquisitely delicate as if painted with a brush.

  I stared blankly at her, unsure of how to break the silence and greet her.

  "This is my mother Fang Yun, today is my mother's birthday."

  At this moment, after hearing Fang Wenke's introduction, I couldn't accept it.

  First, I couldn't believe that this woman who looked like a sister was actually 45 years old; second, I couldn't accept that in just one month of getting along, Fang Wenke took me to meet his mother, and it was on her birthday party; third, I later found out that Fang Wenke's parents had been divorced early on, and his mother, Fang Yun, had spent 20 years building the Fang Group from scratch and raising Fang Wenke all by herself.

  This sudden encounter has completely stunned me.

  I stuttered and stammered when I opened my mouth and said "Happy birthday, Auntie", then didn't know what to say next.

  In the following days, I was always in a state of cerebral congestion, with intense emotions that could not be expressed.

  Fang Wenke's mother smiled slightly after seeing me, and said to Fang Wenke "take good care of your little friend", then got up to toast and celebrate with other business elites.

  Fang Wen Ke pinched my cheek and said: "It seems that my mother is quite satisfied with you."

  I looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to us, so I kicked Feng Weikuo hard with my high heel and warned him that if anything like this happened again, he had to give me advance notice.

  Fang Wenke pinched my chubby cheeks again and then dragged me up to the second floor.

  The second floor is a place for entertainment and rest, with many rooms, dazzling me.

  Fang Wenke took me to a room with three big words "projection room" written on it. When I walked in, the inside was pitch black without any lights on, and I felt a bit scared.

  But about five seconds later, a faint blue light suddenly appeared in front of me, and this was a home theater.

  The whole home theater has only two people, He Fang and I.

  On the big screen is playing "Breakfast at Tiffany's", and the whole atmosphere here is both romantic and unsettling.

  "It's too noisy outside, let's watch a movie first! Later I'll ask the waiter to bring in the cut cake, aren't you all starving!"

  On the screen, I vaguely looked at Fang Wenke's face. At this moment, everything seemed quiet and beautiful.

  I explored the faint light in the darkness, looking at Fang Wenke's eyes, I wanted to say a word of gratitude, but couldn't open my mouth.

  So in the fourth second of eye contact between me and Fang Wenke, I took the initiative to kiss Fang Wenke's lips.

  At this moment, a kiss is the best way to express it, and it's also my affirmation of him.

  Fang Wenke's lips were soft and thick, very warm.

  Fang Wen Ke was stunned, this is the second time I saw him embarrassed, the first time was when he met me at the entrance of the gym.

  "Li Weiming, you're too bold! How dare you flirt with me first?" Fang Wenke shouted, her face red as she ran out.

  Fang Wen Ke was embarrassed, this is what I did not expect, because I have never seen him so innocent.

  I sat alone in the home theater and faintly heard his heavy and uneasy breathing at the door.

  I chuckled twice and then shouted loudly towards the door: "When is the cake coming? I've been pretending to be a lady all day, I'm starving!"

  Fang Wenke heard my loud voice and ran downstairs to get the cake, I was still sitting in the cinema watching "Breakfast at Tiffany's", thinking about our future outcome.