章 59: Gala(1)

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Lei Zhao tapped his foot as he waited patiently for Yan Mei. His wife wasn't someone who took long when she was dressing, so he was quite surprised that she still hasn't come down yet.

After a few more minutes, he heard the clicking of heels against the floor coming from the stairs. He turned towards the stairs and froze as soon as he saw Yan Mei. He stood up with his mouth slightly opened and his eyes widened.

He just couldn't take his eyes from her as she walked down the stairs slowly and gracefully. She was wearing a tight-fitting red elbow-length sleeved cheongsam gown, with a mandarin collar that accentuated all her curves in the right places with a slit up the side, showing her leg all the way to her mid-thigh.

She had paired her dress with a gold stiletto and a gold clutch purse design with a floral crystal brooch. Her long black hair was pulled into a chignon with bangs and a longer side-strands. Her face was contoured, and she had a dark smokey eye with red lipstick.

Overall, she looked simple yet elegant.

Yan Mei saw Lei Zhao, and her breath got caught in her throat.

This man was truly handsome with those bewitching eyes of his. His hair was fluffed up at the front. He was wearing a mandarin collar suit that fit him perfectly. He looked gorgeous in the suit. Yan Mei had to hold unto the railings as she walked down because she felt her legs weaken at the sight of him.

When she reached down the stairs, he pulled her into his arms and stared into her eyes for a couple of seconds.

"God! you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen. I don't want you to go to the gala because other men would stare at you." Lei Zhao furrowed his brows and his lips set into a hard grim.

Yan Mei chuckled when she heard him.

"Well, but I'm all yours. Am I not?"

Lei Zhao's lips stretched into a smile as he traced a finger on her right cheek.

"Yeah. All mine," he said with a grin on his face.

"Good. Now kiss me," Yan Mei hoarsely whispered.

Lei Zhao's grin broadened into a smile before crushing his lips into hers. His lips were warm and soft. They parted slightly, allowing her to slide her tongue inside. Yan Mei felt butterflies in her stomach. There was no denying that she felt something for Lei Zhao. Ever since he kissed her for the first time. But she was too afraid to admit it.

She was scared that if she had feelings for someone else, it would end up the same way it ended with Wang Lu. She felt once she got attached to someone; the person leaves her, so she was scared.

But now, she knew she had to let go of everything and move on. Even though the memories will forever remain a scar in her heart.

She raised her hands and wrapped it around his neck as his grip around her waist tightened.

"I love you," Lei Zhao whispered after a soft kiss, followed immediately by a stronger kiss.

Yan Mei's heart skittered when she heard him. She didn't know why but every time he said those three-letter words she felt content.

They pulled apart after a few minutes, panting. Lei Zhao's eyes blazed with desire as he whispered huskily in her ears.

"I can't wait for the night to end so I can slowly remove this dress from your body."

Yan Mei's lashes fluttered as her knees wobbled from the desire that spread through her. She looked up at him and saw him staring at her with his impenetrable eyes.

Yan Mei awkwardly cleared her throat and turned her head to the side, avoiding his eyes.

"We should get going. We are already late."

Lei Zhao nodded and took her hand, leading her out of the living room.

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Their car pulled up at the hotel where the gala event was taking place. It was the fanciest hotel in City S owned by the Li family.

They got out of the car and walked to the entrance after Lei Zhao said a quick goodbye to their driver and told him he would call him once they were ready to leave.

Since they got there late, the event had already started and much to their relief; the paparazzi had already left. Lei Zhao didn't want their relationship to be in the public eye since they just started. Lei Zhao always had been a low-key person.

Once they entered the double doors of the ballroom where the event was being held, everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at Lei Zhao and Yan Mei.

Lei Zhao tucked Yan Mei's hand in the crook of his arm and started walking into the crowd. As they walked, people were staring at them while whispering. Yan Mei raised her chin as she walked confidently with an aloof face. Her cold aura didn't make people dare to look at her in the eyes. Lei Zhao noticed the man looking at her lustfully, and he felt the urge to poke their eyes out.

Lei Zhao bent his head low to whisper beside her ear, "You're too damn beautiful. I had to glare at half of the men here because they were checking my wife out."

Yan Mei shivered from the thread of possession in his tone.

"If you haven't noticed, half of the women here are looking at you with lust and want," Yan Mei mumbled with deep venom in her voice.

She knew Lei Zhao was undeniably handsome, and it was normal for women to get attracted to him but she still couldn't control the pang of jealousy she felt.

"It seems we are both possessive, huh?" Lei Zhao chuckled.

"I can't help it. I don't like sharing what's mine," Yan Mei whispered.

Lei Zhao looked at her in the eyes and he saw her eyes blazing with jealousy even though her deadpan face was expressionless.

They continued looking at each other's eyes with neither breaking eye contact until a soft voice called out Lei Zhao.

They both turned to look towards the direction of the voice.

"Lei Zhao!"

A woman squealed as she ran into Lei Zhao's arms.