Chapter Twenty-Two: The Scene Was in Chaos

She gave an awkward smile, wondering what Lu Shi'an meant by suddenly saying this. Was he praising her? Or what?

Anyway, it's always good to compliment someone, right? Jiang You, a social idiot, exclaimed, "Of course! You're so beautiful, tall, and have such a great presence..."

"You think I'm good-looking?" Lu Shi'an raised an eyebrow slightly when he heard the key point. He turned away from the wall and came to stand in front of her.

With his right hand in his pocket, he bent down and stared into her dark eyes, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Although the boy wasn't as good-looking as Xia Yan, he was still a dazzling presence in a crowd, and in the past, she wouldn't even have had the chance to meet him.

And it was too close. Jiang You's face flushed, and he lowered his eyes, his hands unconsciously tightening.

He thought to himself: "Turns out he's a narcissistic pretty boy. He's so happy to be praised."

"Lu Shi'an, you're here too!"

Just then, a light, melodious female voice came from afar.

Lu Shi'an's handsome brows furrowed slightly, showing displeasure at being disturbed.

Spending too much time with Xia Ge has made me more like someone who likes to pretend to be a good person.

He straightened up and turned around, his face already showing his usual smile.

It was Song Wenxi, and her brother Song Yun.

"Song Wenxi, Song Yun," she said, forcing a smile as she offered a brief greeting.

"Hehe," Song Wenxi said, her long, wavy hair and pink Chanel outfit accentuating her slender figure.

Her clear, bright pupils, her arched eyebrows, and her fair, flawless skin with a hint of pink made her so beautiful that even the spring scenery paled in comparison.

"Who is this?" She had just seen Lu Shi'an pin the little girl against the wall, looking like he was about to devour her.

Lu Shi'an is widely recognized as a woman who prefers tall, long-legged beauties with striking, aggressive looks.

The girl in front of her couldn't see her face clearly, but she was obviously less than 1.7 meters tall, probably less than 1.65 meters, so Song Wenxi hesitated slightly.

Lu Shi'an was stunned, and opened his mouth slightly, but he just couldn't bring himself to say the words "Xia Yan's girlfriend".

It's probably because Xia Ge never said he had a girlfriend that he couldn't bring himself to say it.

Yes, that's right.

He attributed everything that was wrong to Xia Yan's request for him to take good care of Jiang You, which was why he was so concerned about her.

They completely forgot that although they had taken care of Jiang You at the beginning, they hadn't felt any emotional fluctuations at all.

“Friend,” he heard his own voice say.

Although she was caught up in the situation without realizing it, Song Wenxi could see clearly that Lu Shi'an had feelings for the young girl.

But I'm here today on important business, not to gossip.

She nodded, smiled, and continued, "Your brother's soulmate might be at the comic convention. I've already sent people to start looking for her there. I'll send you the portrait your brother drew. Can you and... your friend keep an eye out for her?"

Lu Shi'an didn't refuse the favor, but when he thought of his soulmate, he couldn't help but look at Jiang You.

Only then did he notice that the girl had put on the hood of her sun-protective clothing at some point, and her head was hanging very low.

"Jiangyou? Aren't you hot wearing a hat?" There's no sun here.

She didn't speak, but reached out and pulled her hood down even lower, almost hiding her entire face inside.

Jiang You couldn't understand why, even though she was the victim, her first reaction upon seeing the lunatic was to hide herself and try to move on from the matter.

While saying thank you, Song Wenxi took her brother's hand and left, intending to send pictures as they walked.

Song Yun dodged her hand and, to Song Wenxi's surprise, walked step by step towards Jiangyou. Lu Shi'an frowned, a bad feeling creeping into her heart. She wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

Jiang You, head bowed, was still unaware of what was happening, until a pair of large hands cupped her face. She was suddenly stunned to see a pair of brown eyes that shimmered like sunlight on a lake, rippling in the breeze.

Although he was mentally ill, he was very handsome, on par with Xia Yan.

While she was still in a daze, Song Yun tilted his head, pulled down his mask, revealing his sexy thin lips, and kissed her without hesitation.

Jiang You: "!!!"

Lu Shi'an: "!!!"

Song Wenxi: "!!!"

Xia Yan: "!!!"

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