I thought to myself, you're no better than me.

I pushed him away, bent down and got into the car. Shen Yu reached out to stop the car door, but he was not as fast as me. I slammed the car door shut.

"drive."

"Miss, would you like to go back to your apartment or...?" the driver asked me.

"Take me to the pub first, then take Makino back to her place."

I didn't drink a drop of alcohol during my social engagement tonight.

I suddenly have a strong urge to have a drink.

"Sister Qiao, drinking so late isn't good for your health," Mu Ye, who was in the front row, turned to me with concern.

"I'm fine."

I replied to him, absentmindedly sliding down the car window to get some fresh air.

In a casual glance, half a familiar handsome face came into view; the man's eyebrows and eyes were quite sharp.

It is Fu Yanshen.

I was slightly taken aback.

He was sitting in the Maybach diagonally opposite, with the window half open.

He seems to be looking in my direction.

I looked at him again and saw that the car window had slowly rolled up, gradually swallowing his profile.

It was just my imagination.

I gave a self-deprecating smile.

In an instant, I realized that I was once again captivated by him.

What's so great about him?

It's all my own doing that's trapping me.

When I arrived at the pub, I asked for a private room.

"Call over your most handsome and best-built male models. Oh, and they have to be clean!"

I sat on the scarlet sofa, sipping whiskey, and loudly gave orders to the manager.

"Miss Sheng, you've come at the right time. Our store just started a batch of mixed-race male models tonight, and you can choose any of them."

The manager, who had a gay vibe, was beaming with excitement, and looked at me as if I were a god of wealth.

He quickly brought in a row of male models, and I could choose whichever I wanted.

These male models are all over 180cm tall, with broad shoulders, narrow waists, and long legs. Some of them even have Russian ancestry, and their looks are all impeccable.

"Stay 186cm tall with eight-pack abs." I took a sip of my drink, the image of Fu Yanshen flashing through my mind, and said loudly.

Soon, only four male models who met my standards remained in the private room. They took off their shirts and showed me their abs.

I walked up to one of them, touched it with my palm, and it was hard and firm. I could clearly feel the muscles twitching, and it exuded an alluring aura of hormones.

These four all have identical sword-like eyebrows, deep-set European-style eyes, fair skin, straight noses, and thin lips.

They all fit my aesthetic preferences.

"Do you know how to fight?" I asked again.

"Miss, are you choosing a male concubine or a bodyguard?" The manager was completely bewildered.

"Bodyguards," I said quietly.

Who says that scoundrel is irreplaceable? There are four right here.

Unfortunately, they don't know how to fight.

However, I still took out my black card and spent a fortune to buy them. I used them as bodyguards every day, parading around town, looking good and cool.

Soon, my scandal became a trending topic.

#MissSheng'sNewLove#

#ShengQiaoQiaoPuppy#

#The Four Bodyguards of Miss Sheng#

In the short video with millions of likes, I have exquisite makeup and look stunning, wearing a black velvet halter-neck short dress with a men's black suit jacket draped over my shoulders.

Her long hair was casually tied up, a huge diamond earring on her left ear sparkled, and she wore high heels. Holding Mu Ye's arm, she walked towards the show, escorted by four handsome bodyguards.

Among them are several photos of me and my four bodyguards taken at the event.

[This young lady is so extravagant! Even her bodyguards are dressed in haute couture from the runway.]

Are you sure these aren't her new lovers?

Family members, does anyone understand? I want to be reborn as Sheng Qiaoqiao.

According to my best friend, a saleswoman at a high-end brand store, this young lady stopped shopping for her husband a long time ago; her new love interests are a young man and his bodyguard.

I've also heard from friends in Beijing's social circles that she's long since grown tired of the old and new.

In the comments section, netizens were discussing me enthusiastically.

Soon, the hashtag #ShengQiaoQiaoIsFindingTheOldAndTheNew# became a trending topic again.

While scrolling through these trending topics, I was at the department store helping Makino choose her outfit for the competition.

A saleswoman dressed in a black uniform with a scarf around her neck walked up to me, gracefully bent over, and handed me a bank card with both hands.

"Ms. Sheng, I'm sorry, it seems your black card has been suspended and you can't make payments right now," she said with a smile.

It's stopped?

I was taken aback.

Could it have been Fu Yanshen who did it?

The card belongs to him, so of course he's the one who stopped it; only he has that authority.

Ha, I only spent 30 million of his money, and he already feels the pinch.

This amount of money is not even enough to cover the cost of the large apartment that Shi Xia lives in.

I'm very unhappy.

I need to confront him and keep spending his money so that Shi Xia has no money left to spend.

I couldn't get through to his phone.

They must have blocked me.

However, I soon learned from his driver that he was now at Mingyuan.

At my home and his.

I returned home in a flurry, accompanied by four bodyguards, after almost a month away.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, several business elites carrying briefcases came out of the villa; they were Fu Yanshen's think tank.

They greeted me and then filed out.

Just as I was about to enter the villa, I saw my special assistant, Lin Xiao, come out from inside.

"Lin Xiao, which room is Fu Yanshen in?"

"Madam, Mr. Fu is in the study. We just finished a meeting."

I nodded and was about to go inside.

"President Fu has been suffering from a cold and fever for the past few days, and his stomach problems have also flared up. He's also been lacking sleep. I finally managed to persuade him to stay home and rest."

I had only taken two steps when Lin Xiao's voice rang out behind me again.

"Oh? Didn't the assistant take care of him then?" I turned around, a slight twitch at the corner of my mouth, and asked in a low voice.

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