“Hansheng… I really didn’t expect that Sister Yutang would throw away all your photos right in front of me.”
During dinner, Su Ruanruan showed Fu Hansheng the photos she had taken.
Fu Hansheng lowered his gaze to stare at the pictures, his expression turning slightly stern.
Among them was a small dog pendant Fu Hansheng had once given her.
Although it was bought for nine yuan ninety-nine with free shipping from Pinduoduo, Fu Hansheng was very poor at the time, and even buying a pendant was a luxury.
The most important thing was that this was the first gift he had ever given Shen Yutang.
Shen Yutang loved it dearly and attached the pendant to her bag every day.
Whether it was his photos or the casual gifts he gave her, Shen Yutang would treasure them like precious jewels.
Fu Hansheng’s face tightened. “She threw them all away?”
“Yes…” Su Ruanruan tugged at his arm. “This time, she seems really angry… After all, she has quite the princess temper. Why don’t you go and coax her?”
Qi Lin, standing behind Fu Hansheng, also saw the photos. He even spotted a Fu Hansheng-themed cotton doll in one of the pictures, awkwardly doing the splits on the edge of the trash can… Ahhh, he struggled to hold back his laughter.
This was just too, too dramatic!
Fu Hansheng’s expression darkened even further.
Qi Lin sneezed, feeling as though someone’s mood had dropped to a frighteningly low level.
Was he in a bad mood again?
“Brother Han, let me be honest,” Qi Lin advised kindly. “After all, she’s usually so good to you, always sharing delicious food and drinks with you, and she’s a genuinely nice person. Maybe you should take the initiative to find her instead of always waiting for her to lower her head—”
“No need,” Fu Hansheng interrupted coldly, his tone sounding particularly resolute. “She’ll come to apologize on her own.”
No matter how much Shen Yutang threw a tantrum, she would always take the initiative to make up, lower her head, and apologize to him, even showering him with a pile of luxury brand gifts to coax him.
This time would be no exception.
Ten o’clock at night, Yelan Palace.
Inside the top-tier private room, everything was resplendent and magnificent. Crystal chandeliers exuded an air of opulence, and the scent of money permeated the air from all directions.
Sitting in the center of the sofa was a man with a strikingly chiseled profile, broad shoulders, and a narrow waist, exuding an aura of arrogance and unrestrained confidence.
He Jin lounged lazily, a hint of defiance in his brows, seemingly in a good mood.
Beside him sat his two good brothers, Zhou He and Ling Zhibai.
Zhou He leaned in and asked, “Brother Jin seems to be in a good mood today. What’s the good news?”
He Jin lifted his eyelids to glance at him. “Who said I’m in a good mood?”
Zhou He grinned and moved closer. “I can feel it. A man’s sixth sense, you know?”
He Jin pushed him away with one hand. “Get lost.”
Ling Zhibai smirked knowingly. “Let me guess… Could it be because of a certain Miss Shen?”
He Jin didn’t even blink, feigning nonchalance as he asked, “What does she have to do with it?”
Ling Zhibai: “She cheered for you today and even brought you water to drink. Deep down, you must be secretly thrilled, right? Hmm?”
He Jin calmly turned his head away, ignoring him.
Ling Zhibai: “I also found out something about Shen Yutang. Want to hear it?”
He Jin replied instantly: “Speak.”
Ling Zhibai: “She just threw all of Fu Hansheng’s photos into the dormitory trash can. It looks like she’s really given up on him~”
He Jin didn’t say anything, his fingers pausing for a moment before he finally reacted. “Oh.”
His tone was casual, as if he didn’t care at all.
Yet the corners of his mouth lifted slightly in a faint curve.
If one didn’t observe carefully, it would be impossible to detect his pleased mood.
“Oho, secretly enjoying yourself, aren’t you?” Ling Zhibai had long seen through everything and teased, “Still pretending with me? After so many years as brothers, do you think I don’t know what you’re thinking?”
So fake, so fake—Mr. Secretly Pleased.
Probably setting off fireworks in his heart, right?
Zhou He leaned over with a confused look. “Huh? What thoughts? I don’t get it… And what does it have to do with Shen Yutang? Weren’t they sworn enemies who’d never interact again?”
“Are you an idiot?” Ling Zhibai couldn’t help but curse, then sighed. “Forget it… Go play somewhere else.”
Zhou He: “??”
It was at this moment that Su Ruanruan entered.
She was a waitress at Yelan Palace. The patrons here were either wealthy or influential, especially in the most exclusive private room on the top floor.
A single night’s work could earn her several hundred yuan, and it was from this part-time job that she covered her university living expenses.
Today, she had learned that He Jin would be coming, so she had specifically picked up an extra night shift just to run into him.
He Jin was the heir to one of the top financial conglomerates in the imperial city, born at the pinnacle of the social pyramid—it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call him the crown prince.
The thought of him accepting Shen Yutang’s water during today’s competition made Su Ruanruan’s heart ache.
“Excuse me, gentlemen, I’m here to deliver the wine.”
Her voice was soft and sweet, and she wore a perfectly measured, charming smile as she walked toward He Jin.
When she saw He Jin’s face up close, Su Ruanruan gasped.
Oh my… He Jin’s face was simply too extraordinary, too authoritative.
In stark contrast to Fu Hansheng’s cold and aloof appearance, He Jin exuded a wild, untamed aura, the kind that suggested he’d be very… enduring and impressive in that regard.
Su Ruanruan’s cheeks flushed at the thought.
If He Jin could also take a liking to her, it would prove her charm and appeal to men.
Maybe he’d even shower her with money, luxury handbags, and high-end cosmetics.
By then, with both campus heartthrobs in her grasp, she couldn’t imagine how many girls at school would envy her. She could even transcend her social class and realize her dream of standing above thousands.
The more she thought about it, the redder her cheeks grew. Holding the tray, she walked over to He Jin and, just as she was about to pour his wine, deliberately let herself fall toward his lap.
“Ah~” she let out a delicate gasp.
Unfortunately, He Jin reacted quickly, shifting his legs to the side.
Su Ruanruan didn’t land on his lap but instead tumbled onto the sofa beside him.
The wine bottle crashed to the floor with a “thud,” spilling the expensive red wine all over her clothes.
Su Ruanruan was wearing a modified version of the waitress uniform. The white blouse on her upper body was already sheer, and now, soaked with wine, it clung tightly to her skin, looking exceptionally pure and seductive.
Flustered, she knelt before He Jin, her eyes glistening with tears, her voice trembling:
“I-I’m sorry, it was an accident… Today is my first time here. Sir, please be merciful and forgive me. I can, I can…”
The rest of her words were left unspoken, implied.
He Jin watched her performance calmly, his sharp and profound eyes seeming to see right through her.
He Jin looked at her with a faint, mocking smile. “You can what?”
“Wuwu, I can work for you like an ox or a horse all day long, I’ll do whatever you ask, I’ll be obedient and listen to you, I just beg you not to hold me accountable…”
After saying this, Su Ruanruan, while shedding tears, tentatively reached out toward He Jin’s thigh.
But before she could touch him,
He Jin’s icy voice suddenly struck down from above her head: “You’re not even qualified to seduce me.”
“Get out.”
His gaze was filled with disdain and disgust, as if looking at a dead thing.
Su Ruanruan froze, her mind blank.
Before she could react, she was dragged out by the arm by the club’s manager.
The room returned to quiet.
Hearing the sound of the broken bottle, the general manager almost flew over immediately, bowing repeatedly in apology:
“Mr. He, I’m truly sorry for our employee’s mistake this time! Is there anything else you need?”
He Jin leaned casually on the sofa, his voice low, “Fire her.”
After saying this, he let out a very light, cold laugh.
Fu Hansheng’s taste is really terrible!