Chapter 18 Shura Field

Well, even after all these years, she still can't escape the shit that these two siblings throw at her.

"Oh, then I'll apologize to her."

To whom has Feng Manman apologized?

She was just angry, resentful and aggrieved.

So when she faced Duan Yu, it was as if she had been possessed.

She is no longer Feng Manman, nor is she the proudest red rose in the capital.

Even after so many years, it remains the same.

In front of Duan Yu, Feng Manman turned to Duan Xi'er and was about to bow when a hand pressed against her drooping forehead.

Shen Jinchuan arrived, coming from behind her, and gently lifted her forehead with his warm palm.

"Such a beautiful forehead, if it bends down, it won't be able to support the crown."

He turned around as Feng Manman looked at him in surprise.

He took a step to the side, and his imposing figure stood between her and the Duan siblings.

His usually upright posture seemed even more ramrod straight. He put his hands in his pockets and smiled as he looked at Duan Yu, who looked surprised.

"Brother Duan Yu, what did my girlfriend do wrong?"

While Duan Yu was stunned, Duan Xi'er stepped forward and took his arm.

"No, Jin Chuan, we were just catching up. It's just that Manman still has some reservations about me, and things got a bit unpleasant as we got carried away."

A man who truly embodies the principles of self-discipline and propriety will be serious even when he raises an eyebrow or nods meaningfully.

He didn't look at Duan Xi'er, but glanced at Duan Yu, then turned around and pulled Feng Manman into his arms.

“We’ve always been straightforward and outspoken, and we don’t keep secrets. Brother Duan Yu, please don’t take it to heart.”

The exchange between a deputy director-general of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and a deputy director-general of a central ministry often only requires a glance.

But Duan Yu saw something very profound in that one glance today.

He swallowed silently, his Adam's apple bobbing, and smiled as he reached out his hand. "Shen Si, long time no see."

Just as Shen Jinchuan was about to grasp that hand, Feng Manman pulled him back.

"I feel nauseous and want to vomit. Can you carry me outside for some fresh air?"

Shen Jinchuan lowered his eyes and saw that she had already reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, unusually acting like a little woman, obediently leaning against his chest.

His gaze flickered for a moment, then Shen Jinchuan smiled and picked the person up in his arms.

"My brother and the others are in the private room."

Without waiting for a reply, Shen Jinchuan held the girl who was nestled obediently in his arms and walked steadily down the circular staircase.

Watching the two leave intimately, unnoticed by anyone, the man's tightly pursed lips trembled several times.

Her gaze fell on the fist clenched at her side, and Duan Xi'er pulled on Duan Yu's arm. "Brother, I'm sorry, I've caused you trouble again."

Awakened to his senses by that voice, Duan Yu blinked and regained his composure. As Duan Xi'er looked at him with eyes full of guilt, he patted her head.

"Don't talk nonsense. She was spoiled and spoiled, and it has nothing to do with you."

Not wanting to force himself to offer any comfort while displaying his unusual emotions, he changed the subject, "Let's go, didn't you know Shen Jingsi and the others are waiting in the private room?"

Thinking of Shen Jingsi, Duan Xi'er nodded.

They hadn't seen each other for many days since their last unpleasant encounter.

"Okay, let's go."

The brother and sister walked hand in hand to room 401, where Siwei, who was singing a song with a courtesan in his arms, casually shouted into the microphone, "Isn't this our Director Duan?"

Looking at Duan Xi'er beside her, she exclaimed, "Wow~ It's been months! Our two beauties of the capital have gotten even prettier! Come here, let Brother Si..."

Duan Xi'er bent down to avoid his outstretched arms and, still carrying the momentum, came to stand in front of Shen Jingsi.

Two bright, sparkling eyes met.

Shen Jingsi glanced at her with a half-smile, not taking the initiative to speak, the smile at the corner of his mouth carrying a hint of mockery.

Duan Xi'er instinctively wanted to leave, but then turned around and stopped.

For some unknown reason, she suddenly turned around and sat back down next to Shen Jingsi.

Shen Jingsi, who was lounging on the sofa drinking, raised an eyebrow. "Miss Duan isn't angry anymore?"

Before Duan Xi'er could speak, Si Wei, who had been exchanging a few sarcastic remarks with Duan Yu, rushed over, smelling the gossip, and squeezed between the two of them, putting his arm around each of them.

"Angry? Who's having a fight with whom? Tell me quickly so I can have some fun."

Duan Xi'er punched him with her small fist, "Get lost!"

Shen Jingsi held a glass of wine between his fingers, taking a half-drink, "Your two beauties in the capital say they want to break off our friendship."

"Oh?"

Siwei raised an eyebrow, his eyes full of gossip, and leaned close to her face, looking her up and down.

Duan Xi'er looked disgusted. "What are you looking at? Is there something on my face?"

Siwei chuckled, "You're not exactly a flower, you're not even close to being a cow dung fancier, but you certainly have a lot of tricks up your sleeve."

Duan Xi'er: "..."