Ugly? I’m ugly? If I’m ugly, then what the hell are you?
Shen Yanzhou continued cursing under his breath, his expression growing uglier by the second.
“Hey, look over there!”
Someone suddenly pointed in another direction, drawing the attention of the surrounding crowd. Yanzhou followed their gaze and immediately understood what had caused the commotion.
“Wow, she’s beautiful!”
“Has a goddess descended from the heavens?”
“Hey, hey! She’s already engaged. Don’t tell me you don’t know who she is. That’s Chang Shiyue!”
“Miss Chang really is breathtaking!”
“Damn, a woman that beautiful, and her fiancé still cheats on her? That man must be a complete idiot!”
Ugh! I’m an idiot now?
Yanzhou’s expression became even more unpleasant.
Just you wait. Heh heh…
A wicked grin crept across his face as he suddenly raised his voice.
“Shiyue!”
The moment he called her name so casually, several members of the Chang Clan frowned. Who was this man to address their young lady by her given name in public?
Chang Shiyue turned toward the voice. Upon recognizing her fiancé, she suddenly recalled the moment she had removed her veil in front of him a few days earlier. A blush spread across her cheeks, though the veil concealed it from everyone else.
“Are you insane? How dare you address Miss Chang so casually!”
“Who the hell are you to show such disrespect to Miss Chang?”
Several young men surrounded Yanzhou, their faces filled with indignation.
His expression paled.
Damn it! Are they seriously going to gang up on me?
Should I finally reveal my true abilities and teach these bastards a lesson?
He clenched his fists, looking as though he were preparing for a desperate battle.
“Fine! It's time to show you what I'm really capable of!”
Then, with a shameless grin, he called out again.
“Shiyue, come here, darling! Have you forgotten how we shared a room together?”
Shared a room?
Together?!
What the hell?!
The faces of the Chang Clan members darkened instantly. Even the expressions of those from the Lu Clan who had overheard his words became indescribably ugly.
Not far away, Lu Wei turned toward Yanzhou, his gaze sharpening with undisguised hostility.
Meanwhile, Shiyue's face burned beneath her veil.
That shameless, lecherous bastard! Why would he say something like that so loudly, in front of everyone?!
Grinding her teeth in embarrassment, she had no choice but to approach him.
The young men surrounding Yanzhou noticed her coming and immediately stepped aside. Their hearts pounded as her delicate figure drew closer. Even through her veil, her beauty was captivating, and the faint, pleasant fragrance accompanying her seemed to grow stronger with every step.
Their faces flushed, their hearts raced, and a strange heat spread through their bodies.
Shiyue walked straight past them without sparing them a glance.
“Is she going to beat that bastard to a pulp?”
“She'd better! That shameless idiot deserves to have every bone in his body rearranged!”
“Break his legs, Miss Chang!
Their ridiculous curses followed Yanzhou as Shiyue continued toward him.
Watching her approach, however, Yanzhou grew increasingly delighted. A lewd grin spread across his face as a wonderfully shameless idea came to mind.
Hehehe…
Shiyue's heart suddenly skipped a beat when she noticed that expression.
Why is he looking at me like that? Why do I suddenly have a bad feeling about this?
Before she could figure out what he was planning, Yanzhou suddenly lunged forward and hugged her.
“Ugh!”
Waaahhh! I actually hugged her!
Yanzhou could hardly believe his luck. Shiyue's slender figure felt soft against him, and he could feel the softness and gentle resilience of her breasts through their clothes. The warmth of her body seeped into him, while her delicate plum-blossom fragrance filled his senses. For a moment, he was so pleased with himself that he nearly forgot the countless eyes watching them.
Chang Shiyue was utterly stunned. Her body was pressed tightly against Yanzhou's, closer than she had ever been to any man. She had always kept her distance from men, not simply because she was engaged, but because she despised the way they looked at her. Their eyes would wander over her body with undisguised lust, yet when they spoke, they pretended to be gentlemen of impeccable virtue.
She detested such hypocrites.
Yet Yanzhou was different. He was shamelessly lecherous and never bothered to hide it. Strangely enough, his straightforward nature had never made her feel the same disgust she felt toward other men.
As that thought crossed her mind, Shiyue's body trembled in surprise. Then she felt something hard and hot pressing against her lower abdomen.
While Shiyue remained dazed, Yanzhou was thoroughly enjoying the embrace, relishing the warmth of her body and the faint plum-blossom fragrance that surrounded her. He looked so pleased with himself that he seemed to have forgotten they were standing in the middle of a crowded square.
Suddenly, someone grabbed his ear and yanked him away from Shiyue.
“AAAAHHH! Who the hell are you?! How dare you pull my ear! Do you even know that I'm the young master—”
“Ughhhh! It hurts!”
The grip tightened, cutting his protest short.
Hearing his screams, Shiyue finally snapped out of her daze.
I-I was just hugged by that man in front of everyone?!
She glanced around and found countless eyes fixed on her. Some spectators looked astonished, others amused, while several members of the Chang Clan wore expressions that suggested they could hardly believe what they had witnessed.
Her cheeks burned beneath her veil.
Unable to bear another second of it, Shiyue hurried toward her father, covering her face with both hands. She had never been this close to a man before, let alone been hugged in front of an entire crowd! The embarrassment was almost unbearable.
Meanwhile, Yanzhou was still being held by the ear.
“You shameless brat! How dare you embarrass Shiyue in front of everyone?!”
“Ugh! Father?! Ahhh, that hurts! Let go! I was wrong! I admit it!”
Shen Hongyuan ignored his son's pleas and continued twisting his ear.
He then turned toward Chang Weiming, offering an apologetic, helpless look.
Chang Weiming merely nodded. If the culprit had been anyone other than his daughter's fiancé, he would have gladly beaten him to death. Unfortunately, that troublesome young man was already bound to his daughter by their engagement, leaving him with little room to act.
He could only turn toward the Lu Clan's patriarch and offer another apologetic, helpless look.
Not far away, Lu Wei watched the entire scene with a dark expression.
That shameless bitch! Hugging another man in broad daylight, right in front of everyone! What a disgrace!
Meanwhile, Shiyue stood beside her father, still struggling to calm herself. Her thoughts kept drifting back to the unexpected embrace.
What was that hard, hot thing pressing against my stomach? Could it have been…?
Her imagination began to wander, and her face grew even hotter beneath her veil.
Suddenly, she noticed a warm, wet and damp sensation between her thighs.
Ugh! Did I just wet myself?
Shiyue had never experienced anything like this before. Having devoted most of her life to martial training and kept her distance from men, she was completely unfamiliar with such bodily reactions.
Flustered and confused, she instinctively pressed her thighs together.