Chapter 10: Why Did You Leave Back Then
Her rosy lips opened and closed slightly. Each soft “President Lu” that slipped from her mouth reached his ears one after another, and Lu Li’s eyes gradually grew cold.
He reached out to take the recorder that was on the table. The sudden movement startled Mu Wanwan.
Before she could react, the man’s deep, magnetic voice sounded beside her ear.
“A tricky difficulty? Huh, does being abandoned count?”
Mu Wanwan’s back stiffened instantly. She reflexively lifted her head — and met the man’s eyes, sharp and icy.
In that instant, the memories buried deep within her soul surged out like a flood — his smile, his gentleness, the tenderness he once reserved only for her.
Now, all of it had turned into that cold indifference in his gaze, where not even a trace of her could be found.
“…Lu Li!”
Her red lips trembled. Her voice was faint, but it still rippled through the bottom of Lu Li’s heart.
He turned off the recorder and tossed it carelessly onto the table. A mocking smile curved his lips.
“Surprising you still remember my name. Should I thank you for that, hmm?”
Knowing he was deliberately ridiculing her, Mu Wanwan clenched the hem of her clothes and lowered her head, pretending to look at the documents.
“President Lu, let’s continue the interview.”
“Mu Wanwan!”
Finally, he couldn’t hold it in any longer. He suddenly grabbed her wrist, his dark eyes burning with cold fury.
“Seems like you’ve had quite a good life these past four years, huh?”
Mu Wanwan bit her lip lightly, her face expressionless.
“President Lu, please let go.”
The moment her words fell, time seemed to freeze.
Lu Li’s gaze dropped to her bare wrist, and his expression darkened.
That bracelet — the one that had belonged only to them — she had thrown it away too, hadn’t she?
A layer of frost slowly spread across his refined features.
“Mu Wanwan, you’re ruthless.”
Six short words pushed her straight into the abyss.
Summoning all her strength, Mu Wanwan wrenched her wrist free and stood up abruptly. The documents on her lap scattered across the floor.
She hurriedly gathered them up and stuffed them into her bag, keeping her head down.
“I’m sorry, I’ll come back another day for the interview.”
She turned to leave, but Lu Li stood up and went after her.
Her pale hand had just touched the doorknob when a powerful force pulled her back before she could open it.
In the blink of an eye, her back hit the cold wall. She frowned slightly and lifted her head — the man’s sharply defined, handsome face loomed close before her eyes.
They stared at each other, and for a brief moment, it felt like they had returned to their youthful days.
“Why did you leave back then?”
At last, he asked the question that had haunted him for four years.
Mu Wanwan turned her head aside, biting her lip tightly, remaining silent.
Her silence only enraged him further.
When he found out she was working at M·E Magazine, it had taken everything in him not to lose control and rush to confront her. He forced himself to wait — to make her come face to face with him on her own.
But just now, at their first meeting, that polite and distant “President Lu” had completely shattered him.
After four years apart, that was all she had for him — two cold, impersonal words.
Aside from work, did she not care at all about how he had lived these past four years? Didn’t she want to explain why she’d disappeared back then?
Was it that she was too heartless — or that he had been too foolish?
His slender fingers pinched her chin, his dark eyes filled with icy anger.
“Answer me.”
“Hiss—”
Mu Wanwan frowned slightly; a sharp pain spread from her chin.
Her eyelids lowered.
“I’m sorry.”
“Hah!”
