The nimble Shen family’s Young Master sat in the study, coldly glaring at the culprit.
Zhu Yin spread her hands, looking completely innocent. “You can’t blame me for this. You were the one who said you wouldn’t let me touch you.”
So because I wasn’t letting you touch me, you whipped up a demonic wind and blew me straight in here? Shen Dongjun’s eyes clearly spelled out the word “reproach.”
Zhu Yin simply pretended not to see it.
She sat down and spoke to him about something serious.
“Young Master, didn’t you send anyone to follow the Young Madam?”
Shen Dongjun’s expression darkened as he swept his eyes over Zhu Yin’s face. “That’s not something you should concern yourself with.”
“Then you didn’t.” Zhu Yin understood at once, but was still puzzled. “Whenever I go out, you hire a private detective to follow me. How can you stand it when your wife goes out to meet her white moonlight?”
She had brought up the fact that Shen Dongjun had sent someone to follow her without the slightest hesitation, making him feel a little guilty.
But that tiny bit of emotion was quickly overwhelmed by a greater rage.
“…Give me a cup of that drink you make.” He suppressed his anger and took the initiative to ask.
Zhu Yin glanced at him in surprise. A special magical potion appeared on the table. “You’re not afraid I’ll poison you this time?”
Shen Dongjun gave a cold laugh. “I might as well die!” With that, he downed it in one gulp.
He really did look furious enough to have lost his mind.
Half a minute later, his expression looked considerably calmer.
Zhu Yin asked again, “Why did you deliberately anger the Young Madam? Can’t you just speak properly?”
Shen Dongjun glared at her. “She was going out to meet another man! Was I supposed to smile and play along?”
Zhu Yin: “Mm. Who told you she was going to meet another man?”
“She admitted it herself!”
Zhu Yin was at a loss for words.
“Then let me tell you this. This morning, I accidentally overheard the Young Madam on the phone. Someone named ‘Xiaoxiao’ invited her out to eat and go shopping.”
Shen Dongjun froze.
Zhu Yin quietly looked at him.
After quite some time, Shen Dongjun’s expression shifted unpredictably. “You’re not lying to me?”
Zhu Yin: “…How about this? Look at me.”
Shen Dongjun knitted his brows and shifted his gaze to her face.
Zhu Yin slowly moved her eyes and, right in front of him, rolled them in a perfect eye-roll.
Shen Dongjun: “…”
He no longer had the energy to be angry and could only mutter, “Then why didn’t she explain it clearly to me?”
Even Barbara couldn’t stand watching anymore. “This male lead really doesn’t seem very smart, does he?”
Zhu Yin did not answer such an idiotic question. She only asked, “Are you going to apologize to the Young Madam?”
She watched as Shen Dongjun’s expression shifted unpredictably. In the end, he turned his head coldly, revealing a stubborn profile.
Zhu Yin sincerely marveled, “Someone like you actually has a wife?”
Half an hour later.
Zhu Yin wore a baseball cap and a black mask as she looked speechlessly at the similarly dressed man beside her.
“Young Master, don’t you think the way we’re dressed makes us really conspicuous?”
Both of them already had striking appearances. Covering themselves up like this on a street where everyone else was openly showing their faces only made them especially eye-catching.
Several passersby were already sneaking glances at them, wondering if they were some celebrities out in public.
“Shut up!” Shen Dongjun hissed, lowering the brim of his cap at the same time.
He had also realized that the way he was dressed seemed somewhat inappropriate, but the pride of an overbearing CEO prevented him from admitting it.
Zhu Yin glanced at the passersby on either side who were covertly observing them and sighed.
Invisible ripples spread outward in layers with her at the center. The passersby who had been watching with curiosity suddenly felt dizzy. When they came to their senses, they scratched their heads in confusion, looked around, and went back to minding their own business.
The two of them arrived at their destination without further incident.
“Young Master, look.” Zhu Yin pointed into the distance. “There’s no white moonlight at all. The Young Madam came to meet her girl friend.”
Shen Dongjun silently watched the woman sitting with her best friend and drinking coffee.
Zhu Yin asked, “Do you want to go say hello?”
“No.”
Zhu Yin thought about it. “Then what are we doing now?”
Shen Dongjun said nothing. He continued staring fixedly at his wife.
Zhu Yin: “…”
If she hadn’t used a special concealment technique, then dressed like this and staring so intently at a young woman, the male lead would have been kicked out by security guards no matter what.
“Then you can stay here and watch for as long as you like.” Zhu Yin readily made her decision. “I’m going to find somewhere to sit. I also want some milk tea.”
Two cups! Hehe.
“Miss, are you alone?”
Zhu Yin looked up in confusion, a straw between her lips.
A man. She didn’t know him.
Seeing her at such close range, the amazement in the man’s eyes grew even stronger. “May I sit here?”
Zhu Yin shook her head and pointed around them. “There are plenty of empty seats. You can choose any one you like.”
The man wasn’t embarrassed. Instead, he took out a business card. “Would you be interested in entering the entertainment industry?”
Zhu Yin blinked at him.
The man smiled gracefully and held out the business card. “Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Qi Ming, and I’m a talent scout.”
Barbara was perched on her shoulder. The little pink ball was also clutching a cup of milk tea with its two tiny sleeve-like hands and noisily gulping it down.
Hearing this, it became extremely excited. “I told you! With your qualifications, Host, coming to the Tool Person Division was such a waste of your talents! Look, even as a butler, you’ve attracted a talent scout!”
Qi Ming was clearly very excited. He bluntly told Zhu Yin that with her beauty, she would definitely become famous with just a little promotion.
Zhu Yin shook her head. “I have a job. I’m not becoming a celebrity.”
The man was puzzled. “What kind of job could compare with being a celebrity? If you’re worried about your current job, I can help you deal with it and make sure you have nothing to worry about.”
He genuinely thought highly of Zhu Yin. The young woman before him did not appear very old, and her features were stunningly beautiful. Yet her appearance was not even the most striking thing about her. Although she was smiling now, an exceedingly faint sense of aloofness lingered around her, as if she were separated from everything in this world by a thin veil.
Fans had always loved elevating their idols and placing them upon an altar. Wouldn’t this woman be born to be a celebrity?
Unfortunately, this naturally born female celebrity coldly rejected his proposal and quickly said her goodbyes.
The reason was very simple.
That white moonlight had actually come!
This was absurd!
By the time Zhu Yin arrived at the scene with the half cup of milk tea she had left, the quiet corner of the café, which had originally contained only two people, now had four.
The coldly tight-lipped female lead, her bewildered and helpless best friend,
the refined and elegant white moonlight, and the male lead, who was as furious as a fighting cock with its feathers standing on end.
“You really did come to meet him!” Zhu Yin had just arrived when she heard this sentence.
Fortunately, the overbearing CEO knew that this was a public place. Although he was furious, he still restrained himself and lowered his voice, making the words sound especially gritted out.
“They ran into each other even here?” Zhu Yin was deeply perplexed. “This city is so big!”
Of course, she knew perfectly well that the female lead had arranged to meet her best friend. The white moonlight had nothing to do with it.
Barbara said excitedly, “This is fate—tender and lingering, full of twists and turns, and impossible to fathom!”
In order to complete its mission better, Barbara had stayed up late reading a great deal of overbearing-CEO fiction.
Zhu Yin thought to herself that this fate was rather disastrous.
She walked over and greeted them with a beaming smile. “What a lively gathering. Hello, everyone.”
Four pairs of eyes turned toward her in unison.
Several passersby who had been secretly enjoying the spectacle also fixed excited gazes on her.
Another one had arrived!
For some reason, the moment Han Qingzi saw her, she suddenly relaxed. Although they had not known each other for long, she always felt especially at ease whenever she was beside Zhu Yin.
Shen Dongjun looked at her as though he wanted to say something, but he pressed his lips tightly together.
Zhu Yin suggested, “Why don’t we go somewhere else and talk it over?”
Half an hour later, in a secluded private room.
Han Qingzi sat with her friend, while the two men stood on opposite sides, clearly separated from each other.
Zhu Yin had moved a chair over by herself and sat opposite them, propping up her chin with an expression of someone enjoying a show.
The fury filling Shen Dongjun’s chest was extinguished by half at the sight of her expression. He felt as if he were a monkey in a circus, putting on a performance for her.
He glared hatefully at the white moonlight, then turned his head away without saying a word.
The best friend knew at least a little about the entanglement between the three of them. She weakly raised her hand and said in a small voice, “I had the day off today, so I asked Qingzi to come shopping with me. We didn’t invite anyone else!”
The white moonlight also spoke earnestly. “I happened to be in this area to take care of something and ran into Qingzi and Xiaoxiao by chance, so I came over to say hello. President Shen, please don’t misunderstand.”
Shen Dongjun: “Oh? A City is so big, yet you two really are fated to meet.”
Han Qingzi was equally cold. “Even if it wasn’t a chance encounter, what’s wrong with old friends meeting to have coffee?”
The moment Shen Dongjun heard that, he immediately declared, “I knew it. You two—cough, cough!”
He suddenly bent over and began coughing violently.
Zhu Yin poured him a glass of water and, without giving him any chance to refuse, forced it down his throat. “Young Master, if you’re sick and your throat is uncomfortable, then talk less!”
Shen Dongjun: !
Han Qingzi froze. In the end, her concern overpowered her anger. “What’s wrong with him?”
Zhu Yin remained perfectly calm. “It’s nothing. The Young Master didn’t sleep well last night and caught a chill.”
Shen Dongjun: Mm-mm-mm!