Let s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 383: Chapter 383 Heavenly Fortune (25)
 

Rewinding the scene, Chuzheng’s anger dissipated.

But she soon had another problem to deal with.

Her wings, which had automatically returned to her upon entering, now… couldn’t be retracted.

The original owner could easily tuck them away with just a thought, a convenient and speedy process.

No matter how she thought about it, though, the wings wouldn’t budge.

Chuzheng held her breath.

She silently chanted to herself to retract them.

The wings remained still.

It was as if they were broken…

Perhaps the wings recognized a new owner?

“[…]Miss, what on earth do you ponder over all day long with those muddled thoughts?”

Chuzheng’s mind had wandered only for a moment before she became entranced by the feathers.

She touched her wings, finding the feathers soft and smooth, a comforting sensation in her hands.

Comfort spread through her from the bottom of her heart.

She sat with a tense little face, petting them to herself for a long while.

It took her some time to remember she needed to go back.

With such a pair of wings, taking a car was definitely out of the question; she could only—fly back.

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Chu Wu hugged Fubao closer in the cat bed, coaxing it to sleep, then glanced at the time.

Past midnight…

Why hadn’t she returned?

Pacing back and forth in the room, Chu Wu made a phone call, only to hear the ringing from her own bedroom; she hadn’t taken her phone with her.

Chu Wu was restless.

Whoosh—

A gust of wind suddenly swept through the balcony, and Chu Wu stood up to close the window.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a shadow on the balcony.

The immense dark silhouette unfolded, casting itself against the glass indoors, somewhat eerie against the night.

The glass door to the balcony was a little narrow, so Chuzheng simply walked straight inside.

The next moment was met with a ‘thud’.

Stuck, stuck.

Chuzheng was inside, her wings on the outside.

Not convenient.

A minor issue.

Chuzheng, with a tense little face, gave a vigorous tug, but the wings wouldn’t move at all.

She couldn’t back out, nor could she fully enter.

Quite fittingly stuck.

This is infuriating!

The wings are defying me!

It’s better to just chop them off!

Chu Wu turned from the living room and upon seeing Chuzheng, a sigh of relief silently escaped her from deep within.

However, before that relief could settle, it spiked again abruptly.

“Why are you on the balcony, what’s that outside?”

Had she brought something back with her?

It looked somewhat like… wings.

Chuzheng immediately maintained a serious face, standing erect: “Flew up.”

“Flew…”

Chu Wu was startled.

The place they lived in was more than ten stories high!

Chuzheng continued, “Didn’t you want to see my wings?”

Chu Wu: “…”

Wings… wings.

Indeed, were those wings outside?

Chu Wu moved closer to the balcony, and the vague shadow became clearer.

Chu Wu was dumbstruck

Pure white wings unfolded behind her, so holy they seemed capable of purifying the soul.

The girl, with wings as her backdrop, looked even more fair and delicate, radiating a dreamlike and ethereal beauty.

He had, though, come to believe the claim that Chuzheng was an angel.

But he had never witnessed it with his own eyes.

… The video did not count.

So it left him utterly astonished.

These were the wings of an angel…

“You…” Chu Wu swallowed hard, recovering his voice: “You’ve found your wings?”

“Mhm.”

Chu Wu inched closer, the image growing ever clearer.

“You, you should come inside first, what if someone sees?” Chu Wu grew anxious.

“Touch them and see.” Chuzheng didn’t move, instead prompting Chu Wu to touch.

Chu Wu: “…”

Pure white wings, exposed before his eyes, the broken light in his eyes was occupied by the pristine feathers as he, as if possessed by a spirit, reached out his hand.

The tips of his fingers touched the feathers, the soft feathers brushing against his fingertips, causing a slight, ticklish sensation.

He carefully placed his hand on the wings.

Chuzheng’s body imperceptibly shivered, she could feel the warmth from Chu Wu’s fingers.

That sensation was clearer than if he had touched her arm.

She had no sensation when she touched it herself, she never thought it would be so sensitive to someone else’s touch.

Chuzheng instantly regretted it.

But as a high-cold domineering CEO, Chuzheng could only grit her teeth in secret and endure.

“Come in first,” Chu Wu suddenly withdrew his hand.

“Why aren’t you sleeping yet?” Chuzheng changed the subject.

“I was waiting for you.”

“You go to sleep.” I’m freaking stuck!

The Good Person Card knows, will he still think I’m a good person?!

[Miss, may I speak frankly, what does this have to do with being a good person?]

Good people are perfect.

They would never find themselves in such a situation.

This embarrassing incident, the Good Person Card absolutely must never find out.

No way!

[…]I… I’m at a loss for words.

“You first come in,” said Chu Wu with a hint of confusion.

Chuzheng with an indifferent face, if you don’t move, how can I come in?

“What’s wrong with you?” Perhaps sensing something amiss with Chuzheng, Chu Wu moved closer: “Not feeling well?”

He had moved close enough to see the predicament of Chuzheng’s wings being stuck.

“Are you… stuck?” Chu Wu looked on, puzzled.

“No.” Who says I’m stuck? I’m not stuck! Not at all!

The Good Person Card knows nothing but nonsense.

Chu Wu, suspicious, his gaze shifting back and forth between the wings and Chuzheng’s face: “Then why don’t you come in?”

Chuzheng, with composure: “The air is nice outside.”

Chu Wu’s eyes slightly narrowed, a rare smile appearing on his usually cold face: “It is indeed nice, then I will come out to accompany you, make some room.”

Chuzheng: “…”

Chu Wu reached out to touch her wings, pushing them outward, but they didn’t budge.

Chu Wu felt the wings were stuck tight, recalling the loud crash he heard earlier, unsure how much force she had used.

“Can’t you fold your wings?” Chu Wu asked.

“…”

If I could fold them, would I be stuck here, isn’t this a foolish question?

Chuzheng looked at him with an expressionless face, remaining silent.

Chu Wu suddenly thought she was a bit cute, resembling the proud and elegant, yet adorably stubborn Fox, when it refused to be touched.

After finding it cute, Chu Wu felt a slight urge to laugh.

She had actually gotten herself stuck.

And she didn’t want him to know…

“Let me take a look.”

Chuzheng pushed him away: “You go sleep.” Who asked for your help!

Chu Wu suddenly leaned in close, kissing her cheek, and whispered a reminder.

“If you stand outside, you will be seen, and tomorrow someone will come knocking with trouble.”

Trouble!!

Chuzheng stopped trying to push Chu Wu away, and he embraced her from the front, first examining the positioning of the wings.

“How did you… come in like this?” After a while, Chu Wu asked somewhat helplessly.

She had recklessly barreled her way in.

Chuzheng: “…”

I forgot I had wings.

“Can’t you fold them? I thought I saw you before… without these wings,” Chu Wu believed they could be folded.

Chuzheng coldly shook her head.

“Why not?”

“If I knew that, I wouldn’t be here right now.”

“…”

Chu Wu thought for a moment, perhaps there was an accident since she had just got her wings back…

“I’ll give a push, and you just tell me if it hurts.”

Chu Wu’s palm made contact with the wing, the sensitivity bringing a tingling numbness, like a faint current, spreading throughout her body.

Chu Wu, unaware, carefully pushed on her wing.

The small area of contact, the rubbing, the more obvious the sensation became for Chuzheng.

She leaned into Chu Wu’s embrace.

“Does it hurt?” Thinking she was in pain, Chu Wu stopped to ask her.

“It doesn’t hurt.”

“Then shall I continue?”

“Mhm.”

Chu Wu pushed even more gently.

Feeling Chuzheng kiss his neck, he looked down at her: “Stop fooling around, let me get you out first.”