“Hey, you two are getting a bit too cozy, don’t you think? Shouldn’t you apologize to me, the innocent bystander caught in the crossfire?”
The man turned around and looked at the proud and beautiful woman in front of him, frowning as he said, “Xia Fengguang, it’s you.”
“Oh, I thought it was someone else. Turns out it’s you, Shen Wuyan.” With that, Fengguang gave a meaningful glance at the woman beside him. “So, did you bump into me on purpose today to get back at me for splashing water on you that day?”
“No, Miss Xia!” Zhao Xiaolu hurriedly denied it, nearly in tears from anxiety. “I didn’t mean to bump into you. I’m sorry!”
Shen Wuyan positioned himself protectively in front of Zhao Xiaolu, exuding an undeniable aura of authority. “Xia Fengguang, this isn’t the Xia Group; you should tone it down.”
“Toned down? Toned down what?” Fengguang sneered, her beautiful face now cold and sharp. “Shen Wuyan, all I did was accidentally spill a cup of water on her. But you slapped me! I’ve never been slapped in my life, yet here you are, letting her bump into me without even a second thought. With your sense of justice, why don’t you give her another slap?”
Shen Wuyan’s expression remained unchanged, his face devoid of emotion. “Xiaolu didn’t mean to bump into you.”
“She didn’t mean to? I said the same thing the other day when I splashed water on you. Why didn’t you believe me then?”
“You’re not the same as her.”
Fengguang raised an ironic smile. “Yes, I’m the spoiled, arrogant young lady, while she’s the pure, lovable little angel. Tsk, Shen Wuyan, since you like her so much, why don’t you just go ahead and break off our engagement?”
Shen Wuyan’s face showed no change, but his hand clenched into a fist at his side. He was good at hiding his emotions, and only through those slight movements could one catch a glimpse of his feelings.
The atmosphere fell into silence. Zhao Xiaolu looked at Shen Wuyan, then at Fengguang, feeling anxious. She sensed that if this continued, she would truly be unable to defend herself. “Miss Xia, everything is my fault. And… I never intended to interfere between you two. Don’t worry; I just clarified everything with Mr. Shen.”
Shen Wuyan’s gaze turned icy, filled with frost. “Zhao Xiaolu.”
She wasn’t intimidated by the coldness emanating from him. “Mr. Shen, I’ve already said I have someone I like. Please treat Miss Xia well from now on and don’t come looking for me again. Goodbye.”
Zhao Xiaolu’s declaration of having someone she liked dropped like a bombshell. Seizing the moment while Shen Wuyan was momentarily stunned, she quickly ran away.
Fengguang suddenly burst into laughter. Her laughter was sweet, but to Shen Wuyan, it sounded unbearably harsh.
“Hahaha! The illustrious Shen Wuyan, president of the company, has been rejected by a woman. How amusing!”
“Shut up!” he replied coldly.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Don’t you want to know who that person is that she likes? As far as I know, our school has many handsome guys! Compared to a man in his thirties like you, they’re full of youth and hormones. It’s only natural you can’t compete with them.” Fengguang shook her head in mock sympathy. “What can I say? You’re just an old man.”
Shen Wuyan’s expression finally changed slightly. How to describe it? It was quite subtle, but the word “subtle” hardly fit this man, who was mostly characterized by his cold demeanor.
What was wrong with being an old man? Old men are mature and charming! Besides, he was only thirty-one this year, just thirteen years older than them. Fengguang mentally corrected herself; she liked older men, but to provoke Shen Wuyan, she let her sharp tongue have free rein.
Excuse me? That’s P.DD if all less 10 yrs 😬 this disgusting old pervert of an ML 👀