Chapter 63 Yan Lingyu Lied

An Shixia and Shen Tongtong had just finished eating and were preparing to leave.

Unexpectedly, we bumped into them.

He Huaisheng felt inexplicably angry when he saw her, and he walked up to her, suppressing his anger: "An Shixia, why didn't you come to my birthday party?"

He had already been quite polite, considering it was in public and he didn't want to embarrass An Shixia too much.

An Shixia frowned: "I don't want to participate."

He Huaisheng attributed all his frustration of the day to An Shixia, his tone somewhat dissatisfied: "If you were coming, you could have told me, instead of running away at the last minute like today. Do you know what I've lost because of you?"

He Huaisheng spoke with self-righteousness, as if An Shixia was wrong.

Even Zhong Wenxuan was a little angry: "Didn't I send you a message? Why didn't you reply? Do you know how long we've been waiting here today?"

The questioning from the two people made An Shixia feel that she should become their bloodsucking stone.

She answered He Huaisheng first: "Why should I go to your birthday party? What you lost has nothing to do with me? Did I ask you to come here for your birthday party? I haven't asked you for the money from the previous birthday parties, that's already being nice. What, are you trying to pay me back?"

He Huaisheng was speechless and was trying to come up with an excuse.

An Shixia then turned her attention to Zhong Wenxuan: "And you, just because I sent a message I have to come? Who do you think you are? I don't even know your name, yet you want to order me around. Who gave you the courage?"

Having grown accustomed to An Shixia's submissive demeanor, no one dared to utter a sound when she lost her temper this time.

He Huaisheng also felt guilty, but still stubbornly argued, "You prepared the birthday banquets for the past few years, I thought you would too, but who knew..."

"Do you still think I'm a sucker? If you keep talking nonsense, I suggest settling the previous fees. Do you want my money back?"

I don't want the money because I don't want to get entangled with him anymore. After all, he doesn't have any money either. I'll just consider it money given to the dog and learn a lesson from it.

Making him repay the gifts has already drained him of his savings. If we push him too far, who knows what outrageous things he might do.

"Good dogs don't block the way, move aside."

Before He Huaisheng and the others could react, An Shixia called out.

He Huaisheng subconsciously stepped back, leaving a space for An Shixia to pull Shen Tongtong away without stopping.

Jiang Zhiyao was also frightened and didn't dare to speak. Now, seeing her walk away, she finally reacted: "An Shixia, you stop right there!"

The sound was quite loud, attracting the attention of everyone eating in the living room.

Afraid of losing face, He Huaisheng reached out and pulled her back: "Alright, Yaoyao, let's talk about this later."

He was holding a grudge, thinking that once he shone brightly at the company, An Shixia would definitely beg to come back to him.

Zhong Wenxuan asked sheepishly, "Brother Sheng, is she on fire today? Didn't you try to comfort her?"

He thought that He Huaisheng's attitude had softened, and he would definitely have to coax him, but he didn't expect things to turn out so badly.

Could it be that An Shixia has really given up on pursuing him? If so, then He Huaisheng has truly lost the big picture for a small gain.

He Huaisheng looked at Zhong Wenxuan, as if he could see through his inner thoughts, and said stubbornly, "She's just angry that I didn't coax her. As long as I show her some respect, she will definitely come crawling back to me."

In the past, when An Shixia was angry, as long as he gave her a little something sweet, she would be full of confidence again and start clinging to him.

However, since An Shixia has angered me now, I should leave her out for at least ten days to half a month so she can learn her lesson.

If I ignore her for so long, she will definitely panic and come looking for me.

This kind of thing has happened before.

Zhong Wenxuan gave a thumbs up, then glanced at Jiang Zhiyao, inwardly marveling at her good fortune.

Being handsome has its advantages; beautiful women keep coming to him, and they all throw themselves at him.

I'm not bad looking, so why doesn't anyone like me?

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After parting ways with Shen Tongtong, An Shixia wanted to call her driver to pick her up, but a car stopped in front of her.

The car window opened, revealing Yan Lingyu's impeccable face.

An Shixia looked at him, forgetting what she wanted to do.

Yan Lingyu honked the horn.

"Little princess, what are you standing there for? Get in the car!"

Yan Lingyu called her "Little Princess" again, and An Shixia pretended to be angry and glared at her: "Why are you calling me 'Little Princess' again?"

Yan Lingyu shouted it out subconsciously, thinking about what he had done that day.

Soon, she will soon become her own little princess.

"You look like a princess today."

Yan Lingyu made up an excuse.

An Shixia looked down at her outfit; it was just a very ordinary white dress, nothing special.

She opened the car door and got into the passenger seat: "Does it look that similar? I think it's very ordinary."

But soon, her gaze fell on the hem of Yan Lingyu's clothes.

His white shirt had a patch of mud on it.

He's clearly a germaphobe, so how could he let his clothes get muddy?

Before An Shixia could ask, her gaze fell on Yan Lingyu's shoes. The surface of the shoes was very clean, but there was a patch of dried mud on the heel of one shoe.

An Shixia was puzzled. It hadn't rained in the last few days, so it couldn't have been an accidental infection.

Why is there mud on your shirt?

An Shixia was still curious and couldn't help but ask.

Yan Lingyu's heart skipped a beat. Oh no, it wasn't cleaned up properly.

However, his expression remained unchanged, and he even glanced at his clothes out of the corner of his eye.

I finally found that small patch of mud on the hem of my clothes and felt extremely regretful.

I should have worn a different shirt.

"It was probably an accident. I'll change it when I get back."

Yan Lingyu said, pretending not to care.

But the more he acted this way, the more suspicious An Shixia became.

Something's wrong. He's lying. He's definitely hiding something from me.

In the past, he would frown if there was even a speck of dust on him, but not this time.

Since he won't say, we can only try to find out indirectly.

He gave a subtle hint, his eyes darting around, preparing for a rapid-fire Q&A session.

Yan Lingyu was quick-witted; only in this way could she extract even a tiny bit of useful information. After thinking of a few questions, she began her plan.

"Brother Yu, what did you eat for lunch today?"

"Star and Moon Cod"

What time did you leave home?

"7:50."

"Why did you suddenly come to pick me up?"

"miss you."

Why is there mud on my clothes?

Taking advantage of Yan Lingyu's momentary lapse in attention, An Shixia asked the final question. Yan Lingyu, who had been answering smoothly, instinctively uttered a single word: "Die..."

Then, somewhat helplessly, he asked, "Xiaxia, is it fun?"

An Shixia blinked innocently: "I wasn't playing, I was just asking a few questions. Why did you say you wanted to pick something? Pick what?"