Chasing His Ex: The Tycoon's Hidden Twins

Chapter 293: Chapter 196: Father and Son, Each Getting a Room

The lines of her calves were smooth and tight, without a single trace of excess fat. Yet they weren’t skinny, but full in just the right way.

Her ankles were slender and delicate, and even her toes had a faint pink hue. Her toes were curled slightly, as if she were nervous, or perhaps a little shy.

But the most lethal part was her legs.

She stood there barefoot, her toes curled slightly, looking like a lotus blossom fresh from the water, carrying the clean, moist fragrance of a recent bath.

Jiang Sifan’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.

He felt a BUZZ in his head as his mind went completely blank.

Those faintly visible curves, that fair skin, that damp hair, those legs you couldn’t look away from...

He quickly averted his gaze, not daring to look any longer.

But the image was already seared into his mind, impossible to shake.

Wen Wan’s face flushed crimson. She lowered her head, her voice barely a whisper. "I... I’m done. Sifan, you... you can go take your shower now."

Jiang Sifan nodded, his voice sounding a little unsteady. "Okay, okay, I’ll go right now."

He hurried into the bathroom, shutting the door with a BANG.

The lingering steam from Wen Wan’s shower still hung in the bathroom. The air was filled with the faint, pleasant scent of her body wash.

The mirror on the wall was covered in a layer of mist, and her hair tie was sitting on the sink.

Jiang Sifan leaned against the door, panting heavily.

His heart was pounding, his mind filled with the scene from just now.

That fair skin, those delicate collarbones, those faintly visible curves, that damp hair, and those legs that sent his imagination running wild...

He took a deep breath, turned on the cold water, and splashed his face.

’Calm down, calm down.’

’You’re a gentleman. You can’t be having these thoughts.’

But the images in his mind just wouldn’t go away.

He stood under the showerhead, letting the cold water cascade over him from head to toe, and finally managed to cool down a bit.

After his shower, he got dressed, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open.

In the room, Wen Wan had already slipped under the covers.

The blanket was pulled up tight, with only her head showing.

She was lying on her side with her back to him, her hair fanned out on the pillow, shimmering faintly in the dim yellow light of the bedside lamp.

Jiang Sifan walked over and said softly, "I’m done showering."

Wen Wan grunted an "Mm" without turning around.

Jiang Sifan lay down on the other bed and then turned off the light.

He stared at the ceiling, but his heart refused to quiet down.

The room was quiet, so quiet that he could hear both of them breathing.

Jiang Sifan stared at the ceiling, his mind replaying the image of Wen Wan fresh from her bath.

Those long legs, those delicate collarbones, those faintly visible curves...

He rolled over, turning his back to Wen Wan’s bed, trying to force himself not to think about it.

But when he closed his eyes, the images only became clearer.

He couldn’t help but secretly open his eyes and sneak a glance toward her bed.

Wen Wan had her back to him, wrapped tightly in the blanket, revealing only the back of her head and a small section of her fair neck.

That sliver of her neck seemed to glow in the dim yellow light.

Jiang Sifan quickly looked away and rolled over again.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and forced himself to count sheep.

One sheep, two sheep, three sheep...

By the time he reached fifty, his mind was still filled with those legs.

He sighed, opened his eyes in resignation, and stared at the ceiling.

’Whatever. If I can’t sleep, I can’t sleep.’

Just as his thoughts were running wild, Wen Wan suddenly spoke. Her voice was soft, tinged with a hint of shyness. "Sifan... are you asleep?"

Jiang Sifan froze for a moment, then answered, "No... not yet. What’s wrong?"

Wen Wan said in a low voice, "I... I can’t seem to fall asleep either."

Jiang Sifan asked with concern, "Why not? Is it the bed?"

Wen Wan: "No... it’s just..."

"Are you not feeling well?" Jiang Sifan asked, a little nervous.

"No... This is my first time sharing a room with a guy, so I’m a little nervous," Wen Wan admitted bravely.

Hearing this, Jiang Sifan’s heart skipped a beat, then started racing again.

He tried his best to keep his voice calm. "Uh... don’t worry. I won’t come over to your bed."

Wen Wan said softly, "I know... That’s not what I meant. I’m just... not used to it."

Jiang Sifan didn’t know what to say, so he just grunted, "Mm."

The room fell silent again.

After a long moment, Wen Wan spoke up again. "Sifan."

Jiang Sifan answered, "Yeah?"

Wen Wan apologized, "I’m sorry. If I’d paid more attention to the time, we wouldn’t be in this situation."

Hearing that, Jiang Sifan quickly said, "Don’t overthink it. I was the one who decided to work overtime, it has nothing to do with you. Besides... besides, it’s not a big deal. It’s just for one night."

Wen Wan didn’t say anything.

Jiang Sifan tried to comfort her again. "Besides, we’re the closest of partners. This is nothing."

"Thank you," Wen Wan said softly after a moment.

Jiang Sifan laughed. "What’s there to thank me for? If you keep being so formal, you’ll make me feel awkward."

Wen Wan let out a soft laugh too. Although he couldn’t see it, Jiang Sifan could feel that she was smiling.

A subtle atmosphere filled the air.

Lying on his bed, Jiang Sifan’s heart pounded.

He remembered the sight of Wen Wan fresh from her bath, and he could feel his face burning up again.

He quickly tried to distract himself, asking, "Wen Wan, are you cold? Should I turn the AC up a bit?"

Wen Wan answered, "No, it’s fine. I’m not cold."

Jiang Sifan said, "Mm," once again at a loss for words.

The room fell quiet again, but this time, the silence wasn’t as awkward.

After a little while, Jiang Sifan reminded her, "You must be tired. Get some sleep. We have to be up early tomorrow."

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