TSFLIP Chapter 158

Everything came too suddenly. The room was silent, the only sound lingering was that of the slap.

Shen Wuyan froze, finding it hard to imagine that he would one day be caught off guard like this. The reality was that he momentarily lost his reaction, and only the pain on his face reminded him that it was all real.

Feng Guang sneered, triumphant and relieved. In a tone only they could hear, she said, “Shen Wuyan, this is what you owe me.”

With that, she released his hand and walked down to the audience. Her presence was so commanding that the reporters instinctively parted to let her pass.

Shen Wuyan slowly raised his hand to his face where she had struck him, his gaze vacant, lost in thought.

…

In a private room, Ou Xun watched his phone, the screen displaying the events of the press conference. When he saw Feng Guang crying, he instinctively tightened his grip on the phone, but when he witnessed her slap Shen Wuyan, he relaxed entirely.

Feng Guang wasn’t reluctant to part with Shen Wuyan; she was merely calculating against him. With this realization, Ou Xun retracted his plan to hack into the Shen family company’s system.

Putting the phone down, the door opened at the expected time. Feng Guang walked in, her face beaming with a big smile. “Darling, I’m back!”

Ou Xun stood up, and she accurately threw herself into his arms. Controlling the instinct to place his hands on her chest, he instead rested his hand on her head. Over these days, he had become quite familiar with the gesture of patting someone’s head.

“I’ve already ordered the food.”

Feng Guang looked at the table in surprise. “It’s all my favorite dishes!”

With a cheerful laugh, she slipped out of his embrace and ran to sit at the table, while Ou Xun took a seat next to her.

Just as she picked up her chopsticks, she suddenly asked, “How did you know what I like to eat?”

She didn’t have many friends; the only person who could be said to understand her preferences was Aunt Lin. However, Aunt Lin never shared anything related to her.

For this difficult question, the answer was simple: he only replied with two words, “Intuition.”

That was truly… an unassailable answer.

Feng Guang bit her chopsticks and stared at Ou Xun’s face for a while, trying to discern something.

Ou Xun’s gaze didn’t waver at all. He casually said, “There’s still one soup that hasn’t arrived. I’ll go check on it.”

He opened the door and walked out calmly, his back straight.

However, Feng Guang felt that something was off. She thought about it for a while but couldn’t figure it out. Just then, her phone on the table vibrated. It was Ou Xun’s phone. Picking it up, she saw that it was a call from Guo Ming. Answering it shouldn’t be a problem, right?

After a moment of hesitation, she picked up the call. Before she could even say Ou Xun wasn’t there, Guo Ming eagerly blurted out, “Ou Xun, lend me your game account for a bit. I’m still raiding! My character got arrested because my kill count was too high!”

“What account?”

Before he realized the voice was off, Guo Ming instinctively responded, “The one for Ren Woxing! With your gear, you’ll clear the dungeon in no time! …Wait, this voice… is it your sister-in-law?”

Feng Guang smiled. “It’s your dad.”

She hung up the phone.

A few minutes later, the door opened again, and Ou Xun walked back in. He sat beside Feng Guang and took her hand, saying, “The soup will be here soon.”

Every time he got close to her, he had to touch some part of her to feel at ease.

“You’ve worked hard,” she said with a gentle smile, “Ren Woxing.”