The driver fell silent for a moment, then removed his sunglasses, revealing a pair of deep blue eyes. His tone was stiff. “Nothing will happen to you.”
Su Junmo paused, a faint guess forming in his heart.
This driver was probably not Shen Wanwan’s driver.
He was likely the bodyguard of Shen Wanwan’s mixed-race best friend, Li Suran.
The car soon stopped in front of a Western-style villa.
Su Junmo stepped out and glanced at it. The villa was three stories tall. Music from a DJ floated down from the second floor, and colorful disco lights flickered through the windows.
These favored children of heaven were throwing a party.
At the entrance, the bodyguard led him inside.
It was a private party venue. After entering and passing through a corridor, the interior opened up into a completely different world.
The wine cabinet in the main hall was tall. A bartender stood behind the bar crafting all kinds of beautiful cocktails. Small groups of people sat around casually, chatting in a relaxed manner.
Su Junmo was taken to the third floor. Along the way, his heart remained calm as still water.
He even found time to sell two SIM cards on his phone and arranged to hand them to a junior girl tomorrow.
The moment he entered the room, Su Junmo switched from his lazy state into work mode.
Everything Shen Wanwan wanted, he had.
Tonight would be another tough battle.
Life was like that thing. Since you could not resist, you might as well lie down and enjoy it.
In a private room like this, Shen Wanwan’s dubious friends would definitely be present.
Su Junmo pushed the door open. For a brief moment, the room fell silent.
Shen Wanwan was wearing a fishtail evening gown. Her hair was styled in large waves, and she wore exquisite makeup. She looked radiant and captivating.
On her left sat Li Suran, the mixed-race second-generation rich girl who had just returned from studying abroad.
On her right sat a plainly dressed, innocent-looking girl in a white shirt and jeans.
When Shen Wanwan saw Su Junmo, her gaze paused for a moment, then she withdrew it indifferently, appearing completely cold toward him.
Su Junmo did not mind at all.
What was a client’s indifference?
It only meant he earned the money with a clear conscience.
Su Junmo sat down beside Shen Wanwan with a bright smile, asking the girl in the white shirt to move over. “Hello, I’d like to sit a little closer to Wanwan. Would you mind shifting over a bit?”
In situations like this, he had to stay closest to the client.
Hearing his words, Shen Wanwan lifted her wine glass and took a sip.
He just wanted to stay by her side.
He was quite clingy.
The girl looked at Su Junmo’s handsome and refined face, blushed slightly, and moved aside. “Sister Wanwan, is this your boyfriend?”
Shen Wanwan answered without hesitation, “No.”
Just a substitute. What right did he have to be her boyfriend?
Shen Wanwan fiddled with her manicured nails, watching Su Junmo’s reaction.
Su Junmo was not surprised at her answer.
They were merely in a transactional relationship.
Boyfriend and girlfriend was too intimate a label.
Moreover, someone like him was not suitable for a relationship.
Every girl could potentially be his client.
As for feelings, he had long stopped expecting them.
Besides, even if he were to find a girlfriend, he definitely could not choose someone like Shen Wanwan, such a proud and stubborn person.
She still kept her white moonlight in her heart, then found a substitute for him.
If he actually fell in love with Shen Wanwan and later disappeared when his time was up, would she look for a substitute of the substitute?
That would be quite ridiculous.
Following the conversation, Su Junmo spoke up. In the dim lighting, his voice sounded especially charming. “Miss, I’m just Wanwan’s good friend. Please don’t misunderstand.”
The young girl blushed instantly, her voice turning shy. “I’m sorry, I misunderstood.”
Everyone in their circle knew Shen Wanwan was arrogant and reckless, yet dazzlingly beautiful.
Countless men had pursued her, but none had succeeded.
It was said that Shen Wanwan had a white moonlight in her heart named Song Yuan.
But no one had ever seen him.
Recently, however, Shen Wanwan had frequently brought a male companion to banquets and gatherings, which inevitably sparked speculation.
Hearing Su Junmo say they were only friends, Shen Wanwan’s expression darkened slightly. She picked up her wine glass and drained it in one gulp.
It was not wrong to say that, but she still felt displeased.
Li Suran brushed back her golden hair, revealing pale green eyes, and narrowed them with a smile. “Friends? You really know how to raise your own value. You’re just a little toy Wanwan bought with money.”
This foreign girl targeted him every day.
Nothing good ever came out of her mouth.
Su Junmo frowned slightly, showing a hint of dejection. He lifted his wine glass and smiled at Li Suran. “You’re right. Being able to know Wanwan has already used up all the luck of my lifetime.” Read the latest chapters at g.com.
He mocked himself lightly, then with a gentle smile at the corner of his lips, took out a safety charm from his bag that he had bought wholesale for 10 yuan for twenty pieces. “I went to a temple a few days ago and got this safety charm. You always get injured while filming. Carry it with you, and it will keep you safe.”
The charm looked slightly worn. It was triangular in shape, covered with intricate patterns.
When Su Junmo took it out of his bag, his expression was extremely careful, as if he were holding a priceless treasure.
He grasped Shen Wanwan’s wrist and carefully wrapped the charm around her finger.
Some time ago, Shen Wanwan had nearly drowned while filming.
After returning, she had vented her anger at him.
He had finally managed to soothe this young lady.
Now he could provide a little after-sales service to show that he truly cared.
Looking at the small safety charm, the sarcastic words Shen Wanwan had been about to say stuck in her throat.
Su Junmo always kept her in his heart.
Her gaze turned complicated.
If Su Junmo truly only cared about money, why would he go to such lengths?
He must have developed feelings.
His gaze was too gentle, and his actions easily led to misunderstanding.
Li Suran, watching from the side, curled her lips and reached out to grab the charm. “What kind of trash is this? Using something like this to please our Wanwan? The cheapest gift Wanwan has ever received was a Chanel bag.”
Li Suran reached out to snatch it.
Shen Wanwan quickly closed her hand, feeling the charm press into her palm. With a straight face, she said, “Even if it’s not worth much, I’ll keep it. Just treat it as… as something from Song Yuan.”
Li Suran raised an eyebrow and leaned back.
After speaking, Shen Wanwan thought of the white moonlight who had gone abroad.
To be honest, she could hardly remember that man’s face anymore. She was not even particularly fond of him.
She had only pursued him for a period of time. Song Yuan had remained unmoved, which made her find him somewhat interesting.
People around her had said that Song Yuan was not worthy of her and told her not to waste her energy on him.
She was the kind of person who liked chasing what she could not obtain.
And Song Yuan’s rejection had embarrassed her.
The more difficult it was, the more others opposed it, the more obsessed she became.
Back then, she was angry and happened to be filming at Song Yuan’s school.
That was when Su Junmo entered her sight, fresh and striking.