But Fengguang had no idea that the man in front of her was daydreaming about her every day! On the contrary, she thought he was just a dull, low-emotional-intelligence engineering guy!
In this way, Ou Xun successfully deceived everyone with his appearance. Everyone who knew him said he was always pure and self-disciplined, only coding and coding, never watching adult films, and never talking to anyone about women. But who would have thought that, deep down, he was so desperate for one particular woman?
He fixed his stubborn gaze on Fengguang. “Nothing is going on between Zhao Xiaolu and me.”
“Nothing going on… so why do you need to explain it to me?” Fengguang felt a moment of confusion, followed by a lack of understanding about his attitude.
“I want to clarify things with you.”
“Oh…” she nodded absently. “Well, I need to go home now. Can you let go of my hand?”
“I’ll take you home.”
This development seemed a bit too fast.
Fengguang held back the words that she had a driver picking her up and said, “Okay, then I’ll trouble you.”
Five minutes later, the bicycle slowly rolled away from the school.
Sitting sideways on the back seat of the bicycle, Fengguang watched his back and recalled the scene from when they first met. She asked, “That day, I saw a guy sitting behind you. Is he your friend?”
“He’s my roommate.”
“Oh, you seem to have a good relationship.”
Suddenly, for reasons unknown, Ou Xun said, “I don’t like men.”
She looked up. “What’s wrong? I didn’t say you liked men.”
“…”
A small stone made the bicycle jolt, and Fengguang instinctively tightened her grip around his waist. His body seemed to stiffen momentarily, and his breathing appeared to quicken. Then she noticed that the bicycle would occasionally hit bumps, even though she felt there were parts of the road they could easily avoid…
He was deliberately hitting the potholes. It was probably just her imagination.
Fengguang felt skeptical.
They soon arrived at the Summer family villa. Getting off the bicycle, Fengguang was surprised to see a black car parked at her doorstep. How could she have mistaken this? After all, the old Fengguang had liked Song Mo so much. This was Shen Wuyan’s car.
Sure enough, the car door opened, and Shen Wuyan stepped out in a black suit. His imposing presence was always like a sharp sword, striking fear in people’s hearts. He had initially focused his gaze on Fengguang, but upon seeing a man beside her, he raised an eyebrow, looking undeniably handsome.
“Who is this?” Shen Wuyan approached, his gaze toward Ou Xun still relatively friendly.
Before Ou Xun could respond, Fengguang wrapped her arms around his, sweetly saying, “This is my boyfriend. His name is Ou Xun.”
Ou Xun remained unfazed by Fengguang’s sudden declaration. She thought he was smart for cooperating with her, but little did she know that Ou Xun had already positioned himself in that role, which was why he could take it in stride.
I have to say, Ou Xun… has no shame.
“Oh? Is that so?” Aside from matters related to Zhao Xiaolu, Shen Wuyan was not someone who easily revealed his emotions. He put on the false smile he usually wore when dealing with clients. “Mr. Ou, hello. I’m Fengguang’s fiancé.”
Ou Xun glanced at Shen Wuyan’s hand, which he extended out of politeness, and rudely ignored it. “I know you.”
His tone sounded as if he was saying, “I know a vegetable.”
“Then it’s my honor,” Shen Wuyan retracted his hand, unbothered. He then casually asked Fengguang, “I’m curious. How do you feel about having a boyfriend while engaged to someone else?”