The three people on the sidelines were confused.

  Si Jingyu had never expected that her brother would, while wearing the identity of someone else, kiss Zhuang Nainai.

  Xu Dazhi, on the other hand, was completely stunned.

  His goddess had undeniably called out his name, but why did this ugly man get ahead of him? That was…… going overboard!

  Just as Xu Dazhi was thinking this, Si Jingyu pulled Vivi aside and said something to her in a low voice. Vivi turned to look at Xu Dazhi and nodded. Walking over, she said, “Xu Dazhi, you can leave first.”


  Xu Dazhi was still stunned. An event like this was a chance to get to know more people, so why should he have to leave?

  Before he could reply, Vivi continued angrily, “You stubborn man, didn’t I just tell you to leave? Why aren’t you leaving? Don’t you understand human language?”


  Xu Dazhi, taken aback, quickly retorted, “I understand human language.”


  Immediately after he said this, Vivi exploded. “Wow, you’ve got some nerve! Now you dare to rebuke me?! You understand human language, but you don’t understand what I’m saying, huh?”


  Xu Dazhi quickly replied, “No, no, I……”


  “What about you?!” Vivi took a step forward and pulled his ear. “Follow me!”


  Just like that, in front of all the eminent people in the design industry, Xu Dazhi was dragged away by Vivi. Ashamed, embarrassed, and furious, Xu Dazhi posted on his WeChat later that night.

  —


  Zhuang Nainai ran from the event venue, the cold wind helping her burning face to finally cool down.

  Her rationality also slowly returned, but her gaze grew increasingly baffled.

  She had given all of the firsts in her life to Si Zhengting, and so she had never experienced kissing anyone else other than him. She also had no idea if all the scents in men’s mouths were the same.

  But that kiss had felt too familiar and passionate. Thinking about it caused her face to burn up again, and a tinge of guilt grew in her heart.

  But…… that shouldn’t have been the case.

  She had only ever liked Si Zhengting. How was it possible that she could be kissed by another man and yet still feel joy? Shouldn’t she have felt anger?

  Was it because this man bore some resemblance to Si Zhengting?

  Questions that she had once ignored suddenly started to surface in her mind.

  Strangely, whenever she saw Xu Dazhi, there was never a sense of aversion.

  The last time she had viewed his WeChat Moments, she had been furious and had even hurled insults at him. Later on, when he stopped going to work for a few days, she had felt unusually empty.

  When he had suddenly called her today, she had felt faintly excited.

  Fast forward to a few moments ago when he kissed her — there had been no anger, only a mild sense of shyness.

  All of this pointed to one thing. She, Zhuang Nainai, was seemingly starting to like Xu Dazhi.

  But…… how was that possible?

  She had only ever loved one person her whole life. She had loved him with all her strength, and she had used all of the rashness and passion of her youth on him.

  She loved him too much to notice any other men around her.