Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 257: Four Eyes Meet

Her dance moves were graceful yet powerful, with a unique rhythm.

The only regret is that Ye Fan watched Chen Chulin dance so many times, yet he had absolutely no idea which ethnic group's dance she was performing.

Next time you jump, you must remember to ask.

His clothes still carried the dust from the racetrack and a faint smell of sweat, so Ye Fan decided to take a hot shower first.

He deftly removed his shirt, revealing a toned upper body that gleamed healthily under the light, followed by his trousers.

He was left with only his underwear. He stretched his body, relaxing his slightly tense muscles, and prepared to walk towards the bathroom.

Just then.

"Click".

A very faint sound of an electronic lock opening rang out, and then the heavy front door was silently pushed open.

Miao Zi walked in, and the two looked at each other.

The air seemed to freeze.

Miao Zi's mind went completely blank for a moment, she had never expected to witness such a scene!

She instinctively turned her head sharply away, her cheeks flushing red at a visible speed, the blush spreading all the way to her ears.

My heart started pounding uncontrollably in my chest, the thumping sound particularly clear in the quiet room.

However, as if out of control, his gaze quickly and secretly swept back, carrying a hint of secret curiosity.

The lights outlined Ye Fan's youthful and energetic body.

With broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his arms and chest muscles are sculpted and defined, without an ounce of excess fat, exuding power. His height of over 1.8 meters makes his physique appear exceptionally upright.

Coupled with her handsome profile, which appeared even more striking under the lights, and her relaxed and unguarded demeanor... the visual impact on Miao Zi reached its peak!

Ye Fan didn't think it was a big deal, after all, he was a grown man.

"Why are you here?" His voice broke the awkward silence, carrying a hint of doubt.

Miao Zi calmed herself down, forcibly suppressing her wildly beating heart and the heat on her face, before remembering the purpose of her trip.

Then he said, "I heard from Gu Yuejia that you had a pretty big fight with someone at the racetrack this afternoon, and... and you even damaged your car. So I came to check on you. You shouldn't be hurt, right?"

Ye Fan looked down at his smooth chest and arms, then stretched his shoulders and chuckled lightly, "Do I look like an injured person?"

"It's good that you're not hurt." Miao Zi breathed a sigh of relief, the blush on her face fading slightly. "Gu Yuejia told me about it as soon as she got back to the company. She still feels guilty, saying that if it weren't for her, this wouldn't have happened."

Ye Fan said calmly, "It's nothing. Tell her later that this has nothing to do with her and that she shouldn't take it to heart. Focusing on your work is the most important thing. I won't blame her for this."

Upon hearing this, Miao Zi's gaze was unconsciously drawn to Ye Fan's well-defined neck and collarbone, then slid down his chest... She felt her cheeks begin to burn again, and quickly forced herself to look away, gazing at the dazzling night view outside the window.

A moment later.

She nodded, her voice a little tight: "Um...yes. I'll tell her tomorrow. I'm relieved you're alright..."

After Miao Zi finished speaking, she seemed to realize that her words had been a bit too direct, and then added, "After all, you are one of ICBC's most elite private clients! Besides helping you solve your financial problems, caring about your... uh... personal safety is also within my scope of responsibility!"

This official explanation, in this context, only makes it seem like they're trying too hard to hide something.

Ye Fan looked at Miao Zi's forced composure but undeniable shyness, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes, but he didn't point it out.

Ye Fan pointed towards the bathroom and said, "I'm going to take a shower first. You sit here for a while. There are drinks and snacks in the refrigerator. We'll talk when I come out."

Miao Zi is indeed very familiar with this place.

Ye Fan not only gave her the door password, but also registered her fingerprints into the system, making her practically no different from the female owner.

Ye Fan wasn't worried that the other party would feel awkward or too restrained here.

However, at this moment, Miao Zi only wanted to escape this "battlefield" filled with dangerous hormones.

Just a few glances and she felt her heart race, her face flush, and a strange heat surge within her.

She was afraid that if she stayed any longer, and Ye Fan came out after taking a shower, the steamy heat and the sight of him wrapped in a bathrobe made her wonder if she might do something inappropriate.

Miao Zi quickly waved her hand, grabbed her bag, and said, "I just came to make sure you were alright! Since you're fine, I won't bother you anymore. You should rest well. I'll head back now."

She turned to open the door as she spoke.

Staying here is too risky.

"Wait a minute." Ye Fan's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an irresistible magnetism.

He watched Miao Zi's slightly flustered figure disappear into the distance, a playful smile playing on his lips: "Stay here tonight. I have some financial questions to ask you later."

Miao Zi froze, her hand on the doorknob stopping.

She turned around and looked at Ye Fan with a hint of suspicion.

Under the light, a mischievous smile seemed to be hidden in his deep eyes, making her heart skip a beat.

There's something off about what Ye Fan said.

But in the end, she nodded and sat down on the living room sofa.

Ye Fan smiled with satisfaction, said no more, picked up the clean clothes he had casually placed on the sofa armrest, and walked into the misty bathroom with unhurried steps.

Soon, the sound of dripping water could be heard from inside.

......

A dozen minutes later.

Ye Fan emerged wearing a dark bathrobe, his black hair dripping wet, with a few strands hanging unruly over his full forehead.

He casually dried his hair with a large towel, the collar of his bathrobe slightly open, revealing his strong collarbone and a small patch of chest still damp with moisture.

He walked into the living room and saw Miao Zi still sitting on the sofa. With a lazy smile, he said to her, "I'm done showering. You should go shower too!"

"Huh?" Miao Zi seemed stunned by the sudden question, her cheeks instantly flushing red, like white jade bathed in the sunset. She bit her lip. "No... weren't we supposed to discuss some financial matters? Why... why do I have to take a shower?"

Ye Fan took a few steps closer, and the refreshing scent of soap mixed with his own unique fragrance wafted towards me.

A playful smile played on his lips, but his eyes were exceptionally sincere: "You've had a long and tiring day too, a hot bath will help you relax, and your mind will be clearer and your thoughts sharper, so you can better help me solve my problems, right?"