The distance from 'Lan Yufeng' to 'Tan Garden' is only one kilometer, close to the villa area, the road is wide and there are few cars, so the speed is very fast.

It's here in the blink of an eye.

The European-style door opens responsively, revealing a street-like road.

The road is winding, with lush greenery on both sides, and in this season, it is also full of flowers.

The car slowed down, and Yan Wangshu's slender fingers controlled the steering wheel. “Do you like it here?”

“...good.”

“I don't like it.” He said to himself.

How could it be her turn not to like it? Wen Ran made up for it, “This place is very big, it's not convenient to walk, and there are so few people, it looks a bit scary.”

Yan Wangshu nodded slightly, as if agreeing with her.

After two seconds, he said, “It will be better during the day.”

“...oh.”

The car turned left and right and arrived in front of a small Western-style building, then drove out of the parking lot on the side.

There were several luxury cars parked in the parking lot, but Yan Wangshu went around and went down one level, then parked his car. There were still several luxury cars parked on this level.

Wen Ran got off the car, took the elevator, and came to the lobby on the first floor.

From the high-ceilinged living room with large bay windows, you can see the small courtyard outside. In the distance, there are overlapping green trees, but no other houses can be seen.

Yan Wangshu suddenly received a call and communicated with the person on the other end of the line in French.

Wen Ran was a little overwhelmed and could only stand there looking around.

Suddenly, a big warm hand touched her back.

Yan Wangshu put the phone away and said softly, “You can go anywhere.”

“Can I go to your collection room alone?”

Yan Wangshu pointed to the elevator, “Second floor, turn right, the last room.”

Wen Ran nodded politely and took the elevator to the second floor.

Turn right after exiting the elevator. There is an eye-catching landscape painting hanging in the corridor. Walk to the end of it.

Pushing open the door, the room is arranged as a study.

A long rosewood table, a rosewood chair, and a tea stool next to it.

This study is obviously not used much, it is too simple.

Wen Ran walked in and saw a wall of display racks filled with traditional handicrafts.

On the display shelves are wooden sculptures of Guanyin, cloisonné tripods, jade-carved corals and filigree inlaid handicrafts.

They are all priceless things.

Yan Wangshu should be a filigree craft enthusiast. On the right side, there are two vertical rows of filigree plates, filigree Fulu, and filigree Yuruyi...

The golden color combined with the warm lighting makes it hard to blink.

Wen Ran glanced around, his heart thumping, and finally saw the Flower Filigree Incense Box.

Unable to suppress the urge in her heart, she pulled open the partition and reached in.

But I didn't encounter it.

She grabbed the air with her fingers and then retracted them.

After all, you should ask your master for instructions.

Wen Ran closed the partition and counted the gems on the lid of the incense box with interest. There were six emeralds and twelve rubies, just as he remembered.

After looking for a long time, Wen Ran looked away.

Because other handicrafts are also worth appreciating.

In the second grid from the top, there is a three-dimensional phoenix.

The golden wings are spread out with the chest puffed out and the feet are stepping on auspicious clouds. The whole body is made of filigree method, which is exquisite and beautiful.

Few people know how to make filigree nowadays, and some even claim that the craft has been lost.

Therefore, Wen Ran speculated that this filigree phoenix should be an antique.

But judging from the color, it doesn't look like it.

Wen Ran turned on his phone and wanted to take two pictures.

Suddenly there was a slight, crisp sound of glass colliding.

Wen Ran turned his head and saw Yan Wangshu coming in.

He held two goblets between the fingers of his left hand, and that was how the crisp sound of the glass colliding was made.

He also held a decanter with a slanted handle in his right hand. The red liquid in the decanter hit the wall as he walked, creating wine-red flowers and then falling down.

Yan Wangshu put the things on the desk, poured the wine, and said, “Have a drink.”

“Thank you.” Wen Ran thanked him and pointed to the Flower Filigree Incense Box. “President Yan, can I take it out and have a look?”

The red wine dripped down the wall of the glass. Yan Wangshu tilted his head and said, “Of course.”

Wen Ran's eyes curved unconsciously, he walked over and stretched out his hand, “Please give me a pair of gloves.”

Yan Wangshu walked around the desk, bent down and took out a pair of gloves.

Wen Ran stood in front of the desk, put his phone on the table, put on gloves, turned around and walked to the display stand, and carefully took out the Flower Filigree Incense Box.

Although the touch of the edges was weakened by the gloves, Wen Ran's heart beat faster, and he felt the familiar feeling from childhood .

That was the feeling of her grandfather still being with her.

But she knew that this did not belong to her yet.

Wen Ran's fingertips lightly brushed across the box, her voice trembling, “President Yan, where did you get this incense box?”

“I don't remember.” Yan Wangshu fixed his eyes on her slender neck, tilted his head back and took a sip of wine, his Adam's apple sliding up and down as he swallowed, “Are you nervous?”

“I'm afraid it might get broken.” Wen Ran turned to look at Yan Wangshu and smiled softly.

Yan Wangshu felt his heart sink for a moment, then he thought, that should be called a restless mind.

Wen Ran didn't look at him any more, and turned the incense box around, “It's been repaired very well.”

“Can you tell it’s been repaired?”

In fact, the restoration technology is so advanced that it is basically unnoticeable, but Wen Ran knew that a thread had been worn there, so he noticed it.

Wen Ran turned to look at Yan Wangshu, modestly and courteously, “I can only see a little bit.”

Yan Wangshu, “Do you like traditional crafts?”

Wen Ran nodded, “I like it.”

“That's good,” he agreed.

Wen Ran admired it for a while and her mood calmed down a little. She carefully put the incense box back to its original place.

After closing the partition, Wen Ran turned his head and pointed upwards, his eyes clear and bright, “Can I see the phoenix?”

Yan Wangshu put his lips to the goblet and nodded.

Wen Ran tilted his head to glance at Fenghuang, then looked at Yan Wangshu.

He sat on a rosewood chair, leisurely swinging the goblet in his hand, creating ripples, but with no intention of moving.

Like waiting for something...

Wen Ran could only ask for help, “Can you help me get it?”

She raised her hand and said, “It's too high.”

Yan Wangshu looked at her for two seconds, with a faint smile on his lips. He tilted his head slightly and drank the wine in the glass, then stood up and walked over.

His eyes were fierce, revealing an inexplicable sense of oppression.

When he approached, Wen Ran actually held his breath and took a step back.

Yan Wangshu was standing right in front of Wen Ran. The distance was too close. Wen Ran could smell the faint scent of cedary on him, and could also see the muscle lines under his clothes when he raised his hand.

Wen Ran hurriedly looked away, and just as he was about to turn around, a sentence fell above his head.

“this?”

Wen Ran didn't look up, his eyes dropped to his toes, “Yeah.”

The next second, a golden filigree disk fell into Wen Ran's eyes.

Wen Ran froze for a moment, raised his head, frowned, “It's Phoenix!”

She clearly said it was a phoenix.

As soon as he said this, Wen Ran realized that his attitude had unconsciously become bad, and was thinking about what to say to remedy the situation.

Yan Wangshu said in a whisper, “Ah,” without any displeasure in his tone, “I asked you, and you said yes.”

Inexplicably blaming her, Wen Ran didn't want to argue with him, “...I didn't see it clearly.”

“I can't see clearly with my head down.” It was full of sarcasm.

Wen Ran , “...”

Yan Wangshu asked again, “This?”

Wen Ran raised his head, his eyes passing over his protruding Adam's apple, sharp jawline, high nose bridge, full forehead, beautifully muscular arms, and slender fingertips...

She confirmed, “Yes.”

There is obviously only one phoenix, why do we have to confirm it again and again?

He was just teasing himself.

Why does this person have such a habit?

However, Wen Ran still understands that one has to bow his head when under someone's roof.

Besides, she doesn't have a bad temper.

Yan Wangshu handed the Phoenix to Wen Ran, who held it and turned around, revealing Xiuxin's shoulders, whose skin was white and delicate, like a beautiful jade.

Wen Ran had her back to Yan Wangshu. She didn't dare to use any strength with her hands, as she felt the phoenix was so fragile that it seemed like it would break.

She didn't dare to look at it for too long, and turned around and handed it back to Yan Wangshu, “Is this a refurbished antique?”

“It’s new.”

“New product? Are there still craftsmen who know the filigree technique?”

Yan Wangshu raised his hand and put the phoenix on it. “Do you know Leisi?”

“I know.” Wen Ran couldn't hide his interest at this point. “Filigree, also known as 'flower work' or 'pattern', is the most delicate and difficult craft to master in goldsmithing. It is divided into flat filigree and three-dimensional filigree. This phoenix is made with the filigree craft, and it is indeed exquisite.”

Yan Wangshu turned around and walked to the desk.

Wen Ran asked, “President Yan, is this craftsman still alive?”

“exist.”

“What's his name? What city is he in?”

Yan Wangshu poured wine into the glass, “My name is Su Ci, and I live in Beidu.”

Su Ci?

Wen Ran has some impression of such an elegant and unique name.

Northern Metropolis...

Oh, right! Su Ci!

Yan Wangshu’s mother!

I didn’t expect it was her work!

Wen Ran felt a chill in his heart, knowing that he couldn't go to visit.

Wen Ran sighed helplessly and turned to look at the Flower Filigree Incense Box.

She tapped the glass partition with her gloved fingers and thought, “Wait a few more months for me.”

Thinking about it, Wen Ran seemed to feel the joy of carrying the incense box home, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously.

A layer of black shadow suddenly covered the bright display stand, completely enveloping Wen Ran.

The carpet was thick, and Yan Wangshu made no sound when he walked.

When Wen Ran noticed, Yan Wangshu was already very close to her, so close that she felt cedary, and it was burning.

There was obvious affection in Yan Wangshu's eyes. He handed the wine glass to her and the red wine in it swayed around.

The string in Wen Ran's head trembled, he couldn't believe it, and stepped back reflexively, waving his little hands in the air.

The wine in the goblet spilled out, all over the floor, and onto Wen Ran's forearm.

Wen Ran looked down and saw that the red wine had already sunk into the carpet.

She had no time to think about this expensive-looking carpet, and her mind was in a mess.

Wen Ran took two steps to the side, put some distance between them, and then bent over to apologize, “President Yan, I'm sorry.”

Yan Wangshu sighed, and his tone was unclear. “Go to the bathroom and wipe it off.”

Wen Ran looked up and saw him pointing behind him.

Wen Ran immediately went into the bathroom, closed the door, locked it, and leaned against it, breathing deeply.

She took several deep breaths, then hurried to the sink and turned on the faucet, trying to use the sound of running water to cover up her deafening heartbeat.

She leaned her hands on the sink and looked at the mirror in front of her. Her eyes were wet and her cheeks were flushed.

Wen Ran is not stupid. She was bewitched by the Flower Filigree Incense Box before, and was confused and didn't think about it.

But now, she still doesn't understand, that's brainless.

So having dinner, sending her home, and inviting her here...is that the reason?

But the only bug in this matter is that Wen Ran couldn't believe that his plain face could catch the eyes of Yan Wangshu, a man like him!

Or maybe, he just wanted to have a one-night stand with me on a whim?

Probably, they have only met a few times?

That must be it.

Wen Ran had never seen such a “world” before, and her legs were weak. She wanted to find her phone, but then she remembered that it was outside.

The panic and anxiety increased.

But then she thought that a person of Yan Wangshu's status and position would not bother to force her as long as she clearly refused.

There were still red wine stains on Wen Ran's arms. She put her hands under the faucet to rinse them, thinking about what she would say when she got out later.

If he is a beast in disguise and wants to force her, what should she do?

It was five minutes later when Wen Ran opened the bathroom door.

She walked out slowly.

Yan Wangshu sat on a Huanghuali wood chair, with his brows furrowed and his eyes stern, his delicate and three-dimensional facial features gave people a feeling of keeping people at a distance.

It's completely different from what it was just now.

The red wine in the decanter in front of him was almost empty.

Hearing the sound, Yan Wangshu raised his eyes, then looked away with just a glance, sneering, “The car is downstairs, the driver will take you back.”

???

What reversal?

Wen Ran was a little confused. Without time to think about anything, he ran to the desk and picked up his phone.

As she turned to walk out, she caught a glimpse of the carpet next to the display case, where the red wine stains were particularly obvious.

Wen Ran turned around, “President Yan, that...”

“Get out!” His tone was as sharp as an ice knife.

Wen Ran was startled and ran away immediately.