Lu Xiaoting looked at the feedback from his assistant.
His handsome brows were cold and fierce.
How dare Tiffany offend him?
Knowing full well he wanted that diamond ring, they had publicly humiliated him in front of the media livestream.
Could it be that the buyer had more influence than him?
In the business world, the only family that could overshadow the Lu family was the Huo family.
But the head of the Huo family had only returned to the country a month ago.
They usually had no dealings.
Without any grudge, it was impossible for him to suddenly target Lu Xiaoting.
Then, was it Wen Qiansu?
Impossible.
How could Wen Qiansu be so powerful as to make the brand prefer offending him just to secure that diamond ring?
It sounded like a fantasy.
In the end, Lu Xiaoting still called Wen Qiansu.
Huo Zhanxing glanced at the caller ID—”Brother Lu.”
His good mood vanished instantly, and a dangerous glint flickered in his desire-filled eyes:
“Your fiancé is calling, baby. Should you answer?”
Wen Qiansu saw the caller ID.
Her heart softened for a moment—after all, she had liked him for over a decade… No, don’t answer!
Hang up, block!
The girl’s fair, delicate hands completed the actions in one swift motion.
Huo Zhanxing tilted his head slightly.
The dangerous curve at the corner of his lips slowly relaxed.
What a lovely, obedient baby.
But.
“By blocking him, are you planning to go to his house in person to talk about breaking off the engagement?”
Wen Qiansu blinked her eyes.
Breaking off the engagement indeed required a face-to-face conversation to make it official.
Even though Wen Sisi’s fans wouldn’t believe it.
But Wen Qiansu wasn’t part of the entertainment industry.
As long as the families in their social circle knew she had formally ended the engagement, that was enough.
Besides, she had to retrieve the token she had given Lu Xiaoting.
Huo Zhanxing didn’t want the girl to see that Lu guy again at all.
What if that Lu guy offered a few insincere apologies?
The girl was so naive and easily deceived—what if she fell for his tricks again?
He would go mad.
Only by keeping her by his side, under his watchful eye, could he feel at ease.
The man narrowed his long, slender eyes: “Actually, there’s a better way.”
The butler: …Here it comes, here it comes. This man, with all his schemes, can’t resist extending his claws to trick the innocent little rabbit.
Wen Qiansu’s eyes lit up: “What way?”
She now admired Mr. Huo immensely. His methods were always satisfying and brilliant.
Mr. Huo dropped a bombshell: “Get engaged to me.”
“W-What?”
Wen Qiansu opened her mouth in surprise.
Huo Zhanxing actually wanted to say, “Marry me.”
But that would be too sudden for the girl.
It would scare her.
Step by step, like slowly boiling a frog in warm water, would make it easier for her to accept.
His handsome face was incredibly gentle.
He patted the girl’s head with his large hand and sighed, adopting a kind and instructive tone:
“Life shouldn’t only be about retreating; you must also move forward.”
“Since you’re breaking off the engagement with him, where should you go next?”
Wen Qiansu: …Right, where?
A certain Mr. Huo guided her patiently.
“You also said that your engagement with him was only a verbal agreement, with no proof. He won’t acknowledge it.”
“I’m different.”
“He wouldn’t even give you a formal engagement, but I want to announce it to the world.”
“To let everyone know that you are the one and only woman I, Huo Zhanxing, willingly want as my wife.”
“Moreover, I will invite him to attend our engagement banquet.”
“To let him witness with his own eyes how happy and fulfilled you are after leaving him.”
“Your new fiancé is a hundred, a thousand times better than him. Make him regret it, make him fall apart. Losing you will be the greatest, irreparable loss of his life.”
Wen Qiansu’s small mouth hung open in shock, wide enough to fit an egg.
Mr. Huo’s declaration was so touching.
But.
“I, you, we…”
Why should I get engaged to you?
We’ve only met once.
And now we’re getting engaged??
Huo Zhanxing’s dark, turbulent eyes gazed deeply at the girl’s stunned face.
Her innocent thoughts were all written plainly on her expression.
In their past life, she had been forced apart from Lu Xiaoting for ten years, constantly longing for him, avoiding his marriage proposal like the plague.
In this life, he hadn’t kidnapped her from the rural sanatorium, letting her return to the Wen family as she wished, letting her go back to Lu Xiaoting’s side and see his true nature. Was it still not enough?
Huo Zhanxing’s expression suddenly darkened.
“Does baby also think I’m not worthy, hmm?”
“In the end, I still can’t compare to Lu Xiaoting.”
The man’s lips curved bitterly.
“Everyone says I’m heartless as a snake, ruthless and vicious, not a good person. Indeed, I don’t deserve anyone by my side. It serves me right to be alone, to grow old in solitude. Finally finding a girl I like, yet still unable to keep her…”
Wen Qiansu: …
Wait, wait, why does this sound familiar?
Butler: … How could it not be familiar?
It’s only been a day, and this is the second time.
Does he really think Miss Wen is so easy to fool?
Master, at least change your script.
Wen Qiansu stared at the man in disbelief. “Mr. Huo, are you saying… you like me?”
See, this was his beloved treasure—she immediately grasped the key point.
Huo Zhanxing’s eyes filled with tenderness. “Yes. Are you willing?”
Wen Qiansu: … Of course she wasn’t willing!
She had only met Mr. Huo once.
How could he like her already?
What was he after?
Her money?
She had been kicked out of the Wen family and was penniless.
Her kidneys?
Her health had always been weak. Harvesting her kidneys would be a loss for anyone.
Then… her body?
But someone like Mr. Huo must have seen all kinds of beauties. Why would he care about her?
Could it really be as Mr. Huo said—that rumors painted him as a snake, making it impossible for him to even find a wife?
How pitiful.
How could such a kind and handsome Bodhisattva end up so miserable?
Unable to even find a wife.
The girl’s soft, beautiful eyes filled with sympathy. The words of refusal lingered on her lips, then circled back, never spoken aloud:
“C-can I think about it?”