The security guards pulled me away and restrained He Dongxiang, then turned to Wang Di for instructions.
Seeing He Dongxiang's battered face, Wang Di finally broke down in tears. She turned her head away and gestured for the guards to escort him out.
"You bastard, I'll remember this. You'd better hope you never cross my path again," He Dongxiang yelled at me as he was dragged away by security.
"Scum," I spat at his retreating figure before quickly moving to Wang Di's side to support her. "Manager Wang, let me take you to the hospital."
Wang Di didn't respond, but suddenly threw herself into my arms, sobbing uncontrollably. I was at a loss for what to do, frozen in place, letting her cry against me.
Li Meng gave me a meaningful wink before quietly slipping out of the office and gently closing the door behind her.
The situation was incredibly awkward. I couldn't push her away, but holding her didn't feel appropriate either. With my hands hovering in the air, I awkwardly tried to console her, "Um, Manager Wang, it's not worth crying over such a scumbag. I see your lip is bleeding—we should go to the hospital and get it checked."
Wang Di had always been a woman who kept her emotions in check, but what had just happened had pushed her over the edge. Hearing my words, she quickly composed herself, abruptly stopping her tears and pulling away from my embrace. She lowered her head and wiped her eyes.
"Let's go, let's go to the hospital," I urged hastily.
Wang Di nodded lightly and walked out without a word. I hurriedly followed.
I drove her to the hospital and stayed with her through the entire check-up. Fortunately, nothing serious was found.
By the time we left the hospital, the sky had begun to darken. I took Wang Di to grab a quick bite to eat before driving her home.
It was my first time visiting Wang Di's home. The furnishings were simple but tidy, with the most eye-catching feature being an elegant wine rack in the corner of the living room, densely packed with various bottles of red wine.
As soon as she entered, Wang Di headed straight for the wine rack, grabbed a bottle at random, pulled out the cork without hesitation, and tilted her head back, gulping it down. By the time I reacted and rushed over to snatch it away, she had already drunk more than half the bottle.
"Manager Wang, you shouldn't punish yourself over such a scumbag. It's not worth it," I quickly tried to comfort her.
Wang Di stared at me silently, tears streaming down her face like rain.
Just as I was trying to gather my words to console her further, Wang Di suddenly took a step forward, wrapped her arms around my neck, stood on her tiptoes, and kissed me.
I stood there frozen, my mind going blank for a moment. But Wang Di pressed on, her soft, fragrant tongue parting my lips and slipping into my mouth, stirring wildly.
My brain completely lost its ability to react, and my body moved on instinct. Without realizing it, my tongue began to respond to hers.
Wang Di gave me no chance to regain my composure. One of her hands slid downward, finally settling on my crotch, where she grabbed and kneaded my cock through my pants without a word.
Finally snapping back to reality, I took a step back in shock. "Manager Wang, what are you doing?"
But Wang Di followed me, wrapping her arms around me again and bringing her lips close to my ear. "Don't call me Manager Wang. Call me sister."
I didn't dare touch her, my hands still hovering in the air. I swallowed hard and whispered, "This isn't right."
Wang Di gently rubbed her cheek against mine and said softly, "Liao Fan, take me tonight. Don't worry—I won't cling to you or make you take responsibility."
"Manager Wang, you must be drunk or still shaken from seeing your ex-husband today. Please calm down," I urged anxiously.
"Liao Fan, thank you for standing up for me today. I'm very calm now. If it weren't for He Xiangdong today, I might not have had the courage. Can't you really sense my feelings?" Wang Di whispered softly.
I was completely stunned. Although I had long sensed that Wang Di's attitude toward me was unusual, I never expected her to say these words. After all, I had been trying to avoid her as much as possible, and our interactions weren't that frequent.
"Liao Fan, I like you. I don't expect anything. Even if I can only be your lover, I'd be happy. Your wife cheated on you too, so what psychological burden do you have left?" Wang Di continued.
"No, it's not what you think, mmm..." Before I could finish, Wang Di kissed me again.
I had to admit, Wang Di was a very feminine woman. I had fantasized about her more than once. When this moment truly arrived, even with my strong self-control, I couldn't quite hold back. I couldn't help but wrap my arms around her waist.
Perhaps it was because Wang Di had been hurt today, or maybe it was the half bottle of red wine she had earlier, or possibly because she genuinely liked me. In any case, she completely abandoned her reserve and was being overly proactive.
While passionately kissing me, she took the initiative to remove her blouse and guided my hand to her soft chest.
At that moment, I completely lost the ability to think. Instinctively, I began caressing her through her bra.
When the passionate kiss ended, Wang Di whispered breathlessly in my ear, "Take me, Liao Fan. Let me be your woman."
No man could resist such a fatal temptation, but a voice of reason echoed in my heart.
Wang Di was such an emotional woman who had already suffered a devastating heartbreak. How could I inflict a second wound on her? I couldn't offer her any future, and she shouldn't just be someone's lover. She deserved her own happiness.
I forcefully suppressed my rising passion, gritted my teeth, and pushed her away. Taking a deep breath, I said, "We can't do this. I'm sorry."
After speaking, I didn't dare look at Wang Di again. I quickly turned and fled her home as if escaping.
Downstairs, I smoked several cigarettes, finally calming myself down before driving home.
My wife was watching TV on the sofa. Seeing me return, she hurriedly stood up and came over, anxiously asking, "Honey, why are you back so late? I called you several times, but you didn't answer. I was so worried."
"It's almost summer vacation. The company is planning to develop a student travel route, so we had an overtime meeting," I lied.
Suddenly, I remembered the request from the Night Prince. After a quick thought, I decided to use this as an excuse to temporarily sleep separately from my wife. Otherwise, sharing a bed might lead to unintended sparks.
So I said, "You know how busy my work gets this time of year. These next few days, I'll be using the computer in the small bedroom to research attractions and plan routes. I might work very late. To avoid disturbing your rest, I'll just sleep in the small bedroom."
"Honey, don't overwork yourself," my wife said without suspicion.
I nodded, then, while my wife wasn't paying attention, quietly moved the horny goat weed from the small bedroom to the master bedroom—adding a catalyst for my wife. The rest would depend on the Night Prince's methods.
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