Chapter 2139: Chapter 2142: Did You Forget What Happened Last Time?
Though they didn’t know Sheng Sheng’s identity, even Precious Heart’s boss gave him face, so it was clear to everyone that he was the distinguished guest Yang Fan mentioned.
Men, after all, can blend in with just a few words, and Sheng Sheng’s conversational style was quite remarkable—elegant and outstanding—and he soon got acquainted with the other investors.
Maimai poured him another cup of wine, feeling anxious inside, like she had done something wrong, yet also feeling aggrieved, thinking he was giving her a cold shoulder, which made her incredibly sad.
The man beside her showed no intention of comforting her, not even a word to coax her, coldly mingling with others, treating her like air.
Maimai bit her lip, her eyes stinging as she lowered her head in frustration.
It was utterly unbearable.
She was desperate to break away!
Ultimately, she was intimidated by the chill emanating from him, not daring to take action, simply sitting quietly beside him, peeling grapes one by one, eating slowly, enduring the passage of time.
As the banquet ended, she eagerly rose, clutching her small purse.
Sheng Sheng stood before her, yet Yang Fan spoke to him, walking briskly; Sheng Sheng casually put a hand in his pocket, perfunctorily replying, occasionally glancing back to ensure she remained within a few steps behind him, finally easing his mind.
Speaking of which, the club’s décor was exceedingly exquisite, with a palace style, under the bright moonlight, over water pavilions, casting shadows of various depths.
Maimai watched Sheng Sheng ahead of her, his back staunch and aloof, under the gentle moonlight, stirring complex feelings within her.
But his steps were somewhat unsteady, probably drunk, seeming at any moment to stumble; Yang Fan asked if he needed a ride home, but he waved him off, telling him to leave first.
Yang Fan nodded understandingly, gave Maimai a solemn glance, nodded at her, then went to handle other matters.
Maimai worried, quickly following Sheng Sheng’s stride, instinctively raising her hand to hold his, then gently lifting her head, calling him involuntarily: "Brother Sheng Sheng, slow down."
Sheng Sheng was displeased; since receiving Yang Fan’s text this evening, his heart had been filled with anger, previously suppressing it with others around, now completely unrestrained.
His gaze fell on her hand linked to his arm, yet he couldn’t release the fury inside.
Rarely did she humble herself so, and Sheng Sheng felt a pang of softness at heart,
but outwardly, he nonchalantly tightened his grip on her hand, beneath a calm exterior, ripples stirred.
Nonetheless, he frowned: "Who told you to come?"
Maimai lowered her head, looking entirely guilty and afraid to talk back: "..."
Seeing her silent, Sheng Sheng’s voice grew colder: "Did you forget about what happened last time?"
"..."
Sheng Sheng’s voice turned more severe, almost frightening: "Do you want to fall for another drug, end up in another man’s arms?"
"..."
"Speak!"
"Luckily you came; I would’ve regretted it to death." Maimai murmured, head slightly downcast, looking pitiful and aggrieved: "I won’t bet with others again, even if they say I’m clinging to a bigshot, I won’t bet I can handle such situations."
Maimai spoke to herself, feeling quite dejected.
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