Sharing Dreams with My Bestie's Cousin

Chapter 49: Stunning in a red dress

Chapter 49: Stunning in a red dress

Bei Sheng recalled that when she was choosing a red dress for Wen Zhi, she was certain Wen Zhi would look beautiful in it. But she didn’t expect Wen Zhi to be this stunning, as if a person had stepped out of a painting, beautiful to the point of unreality.

At this moment, Wen Zhi also didn’t expect there to be so many people downstairs.

Especially since their gazes were all focused on her, making her feel somewhat uneasy.

Until Shang Hexing called her, “Come here.”

Wen Zhi nodded and gracefully walked towards him.

The red dress swayed with every step she took, like lotus flowers blossoming with each move.

As Wen Zhi made her way, Wei You’s gaze never left her for a moment, until Shang Hexing cleared his throat to remind him. Only then did Wei You snap back from Wen Zhi’s stunning beauty.

“Hexing, who is she?” Wei You asked seriously.

At that moment, Wei You still hadn’t connected the woman in the red dress with the ordinary young girl.

Shang Hexing said nonchalantly, “Didn’t you pride yourself on having an eye for beauty earlier?”

Wei You remembered what he’d said earlier, put two and two together, and his expression cracked open —

“Impossible!!”

Wei You’s voice was surprisingly loud, startling Wen Zhi. At that moment, Shang Hexing reached out his hand to her. Wen Zhi, puzzled, placed her hand on his. He held it, seeming to soothe her with a gentle squeeze, “Sit by my side.”

The dryness and warmth of his palm didn’t clash, and this time Wen Zhi didn’t refuse. She neatly sat down next to him, gathering her skirt.

After sitting down, she prepared to withdraw her hand, but found it tightly held by Shang Hexing.

He showed no intention of letting go.

Wei You and Bei Sheng looked at her in unison, causing Wen Zhi to feel like she was sitting on pins and needles, wanting to stand up.

Just when she was about to get up, Shang Hexing spoke up, “Don’t stare at her like that, you’ll scare her.”

Bei Sheng and Wei You immediately averted their gazes.

Wen Zhi turned her head and met Shang Hexing’s eyes, her expression uneasy.

Shang Hexing’s gaze traced over her, from her hair to her face, from her face to her neck, and from her neck to the red dress. The striking beauty of the red dress assaulted his vision.

After a while, he complimented her, “It suits you very well.”

Wen Zhi’s complexion was fair, and red indeed suited her well.

It brought her normally listless character to life in an instant. Even without speaking, her entire being seemed much more animated.

Especially since this dress was a spaghetti strap style and Wen Zhi usually wore loose clothing, rarely tight-fitting ones. The dress perfectly showcased the proportions of her figure.

A slender waist, full bust, the shoulders slightly sloped; she was petite, soft, and beautiful.

Wen Zhi said, “The dress was picked out by Sister Bei Sheng.”

Shang Hexing looked towards Bei Sheng, who was seeking praise, and generously said, “Good eye.”

Praised by her boss, Bei Sheng felt elated and tactfully said, “It’s because our Little Zhizhi is beautiful that she can bring out the charm of this dress.”

Wen Zhi struggled to accept such direct praise from Bei Sheng.

Having not dressed so brightly in a long time, she was quite uncomfortable.

At that moment, Wei You stood up, staring at Wen Zhi, and said, “So… you are Wen Zhi?”

Wen Zhi was taken aback.

Bei Sheng stepped in for her, “Who else would she be?”

Wei You’s worldview seemed to shatter, starting from the moment Wen Zhi appeared.

His face bore an expression of disbelief, from shock to doubt, then to acceptance of the fact. Finally, he sat down, his expressions extremely varied.

In the end, he laughed sarcastically, “Turns out I really have no eye for beauty.”

That day he had seen at a glance that Wen Zhi wasn’t ugly, purposely using her attire to cover up some of her looks.

At best, she was simply delicate-looking.

He hadn’t expected her to be this gorgeous.

No wonder she could stir affection in Shang Hexing; with looks like these, not to mention Shang Hexing, even he himself couldn’t remain indifferent upon seeing her.

“Here they come, Baiwei Pavilion has delivered our lunch.” Bei Sheng eagerly awaited, and finally, today’s lunch arrived at the perfect time of twelve o’clock.

When Bei Sheng went out, she didn’t forget to call out to Wei You, “Help out, come and lend a hand.”

Wei You gave Wen Zhi another look, and then reluctantly followed out.

Wen Zhi took advantage of their absence to silently withdraw her hand from Shang Hexing’s palm.

He held on tight, so Wen Zhi softly called out to him, “Mr. Shang, let go of my hand.”

Shang Hexing’s gaze locked on her, “What did you call me?”

Wen Zhi looked at him, without hesitation, called out, “Brother.”

Shang Hexing’s eyes crinkled with amusement, “Changing your name for me back and forth, don’t you have a fixed one?”

At first, she called him Mr. Shang.

Then she followed Meng Fan in calling him Uncle, which made him angry.

Latterly, she called him Brother, and he seemed not to mind.

But he was so much older than her; it seemed more fitting to call him Uncle. Calling him Brother always felt inappropriate.

As she was lost in thought, Shang Hexing’s hand tightened secretly, pulling her closer.

Unprepared, she bumped into his embrace.

The cool scent of fir trees hit her nose.

She was startled, looking up at him and softly saying, “Mr. Shang…”

The posture was very intimate; she was practically lying in his embrace.

The red dress being a spaghetti strap style already, the fullness of her bust was squeezed, making her curves unbelievably alluring.

Shang Hexing swallowed slightly, “I don’t bite, there’s no need to be so afraid of me.”

Wen Zhi mumbled, “There’s no one who’s not afraid of you.”

Business world figures feared him, people from the political world respected him. He was always the dignity of the entire Shang family, with everyone deeply in awe of him.

It was natural for Wen Zhi to be afraid of him too.

Shang Hexing looked at her earnestness, loosened his grip, “Get up.”

However, this time Wen Zhi didn’t move, still maintaining the posture of looking up at him.

Shang Hexing’s gaze darkened, “Are your legs numb? Can’t move?”

“Mr. Shang, can you answer a question that’s been troubling me?” Wen Zhi suddenly asked.

Shang Hexing raised his hand to her lower back, “You tell me, I’m listening.”

Wen Zhi placed her hand on his chest, feeling his steady heartbeat. She pursed her lips and asked, “Why did you come to rescue me today?”