Chapter 175 My Master's rival in love has some pretty ruthless tricks up his sleeve!

shopping mall.

A luxury menswear store has been forced to close its doors.

The director led a dozen or so sales associates to stand in a row, staring nervously at the big boss on the sofa.

According to his two special assistants, Feng Xing and Feng Zhi, Master Shang is preparing himself for a meeting with his sympathetic enemy.

He tried on several outfits, but he didn't seem satisfied with any of them.

The atmosphere in the store was oppressive, and the staff didn't dare to breathe loudly.

"Mr. Shang, these are also your size." The supervisor wiped his forehead, pushed out the last few outfits, and carefully explained, "This dark blue suit is a novel style, leaning towards casual, and makes you look younger. It might not be what you like, Mr. Shang..."

The word "type" hadn't even been uttered yet.

Shang Shiyan slowly raised his head, his deep eyes flickering slightly, and his voice was low and husky: "Bring it here."

"ah?"

The director's heart pounded, and his expression was clearly bewildered.

The clothes worn by Shang Ye have always been custom-made by their brand.

Always business-oriented and upright.

When did you start liking this "youthful" style of clothing?

"yes."

Realizing what was happening, the director personally took the clothes forward and carefully spread them out: "Mr. Shang, please try them on."

They quickly changed their clothes.

Shang Shiyan stood in the mirror, his dark blue suit outlining his tall and straight figure, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his physique so good that there wasn't an ounce of excess fat.

And that's paired with that handsome face with its defined features and flawless features.

The director exclaimed, "Absolutely amazing!"

"This is the set."

Shang Shiyan removed his tie, his slender fingers loosening the collar of his shirt, deliberately revealing the collarbone and Adam's apple that young girls love.

"Yes, Mr. Shang."

The director finally breathed a sigh of relief and saw the person out with a big smile.

With looks like that, why would she need to worry about love rivals?

What kind of girl could make Lord Shang so humble?

——

On the bus.

Shang Shiyan leaned back in the seat expressionlessly, his dark eyes gazing intently out the window.

"Beep beep—"

A WeChat notification sounded, and Wuwu forwarded a message with a meeting address.

Shang Shiyan clicked on it and found that the person who forwarded it was: ly.

ly?

Building shadow?

Oh.

I really did see him.

Shang Shiyan was silent for two seconds, then a mocking smile appeared on his lips, a chilling sneer escaping his mouth.

hotel?

Feng Xing and Feng Zhi looked at each other, one scratching his hair and the other scratching his chin.

Who would be so kind as to arrange a meeting at a hotel?

That bastard Lou Ying is clearly trying to intimidate his master.

My master's rival in love has some pretty ruthless tricks up his sleeve!

"master……"

The two brothers looked at the man surrounded by shadows and awaited instructions.

"Follow the navigation given by Wuwu." Shang Shiyan exited the chat page, staring at the picture of the little girl on his phone, his eyes gradually darkening.

Unless Wuwu herself says that she doesn't want him and wants Louying instead.

otherwise--

If Lou Ying dares to really compete with him, he wouldn't mind overturning the entire Northern Continent.

——

On the other side of the city.

Song Mingji and Jiang Jibai departed from their respective workplaces.

Song Mingji: "Why did Wuwu invite the two of us along when she took Shang Shiyan to meet her friends?"

Jiang Jibai: "I guess they're afraid Shang Shiyan will be beaten to death by the other side."

They were the ones who tried to "reconcile" the two of them.

Song Mingji: "..."

The truth has been revealed.

Jiang Jibai: "I heard that the person I met was Wuwu's childhood friend, and the important thing is that the other party is a man."

"Childhood sweethearts."

Song Mingji raised an eyebrow and smiled, clearly looking forward to a good show. He curled his thin lips slightly and said, "There's going to be a good show today."

If a fight really breaks out then...

rest assured.

He won't pull people with much force, hahaha.

"oh."

Jiang Jibai gripped the steering wheel, his eyes narrowing slightly, his words piercing: "I heard that Wen Jianjian also has older brothers and sisters. I wonder if they know that someone even more inhuman than Shang Shiyan is eyeing their sister..."

"..."

Song Mingji listened, then fell into a long silence.

"Oh, right."

Jiang Jibai curled his lips and added insult to injury, "Second brother, you're a year older than Shang Shiyan, right?"

If I remember correctly.

The three brothers are triplets.

As for why they don't look alike, it's because they are fraternal eggs.

Let's do the math.

She is 28 years old this year, which is indeed one year older than Shang Shiyan.

"Hello?

Song Mingji gritted his teeth and continued to play dead, saying, "My signal isn't very good here."

Jiang Jibai: "It's okay, I'll say it again."

"I can't hear you." Song Mingji didn't give Jiang Jibai a second chance to hurt him. "We'll talk when we meet. Bye."

Oh shit.

That damned Jiang Jibai.

I curse you to be a bachelor for life.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Jiang Jibai was in a good mood and burst into laughter.

"Bang--"

The next second, joy turned to sorrow.

There was a rear-end collision.

"Feel sorry."

Jiang Jibai's smile froze on his face. He immediately pushed open the door and got out of the car. "Are you alright?"

The car on the left suddenly accelerated, forcing him to turn the steering wheel to the right, in which he accidentally hit the rear of the motorcycle.

The motorcycle swayed and tilted, falling to the ground with a low thud.

Judging from the appearance, the person is unharmed, but the rearview mirror is broken.

"..."

Lou Ying grumbled as he got up from the ground, took off his helmet, and was about to go berserk when he was caught off guard by Jiang Jibai's face.

?

It's that pretty boy again.

She strongly suspects that she dug up his family's ancestral graves in her past life.

otherwise--

How did I end up meeting him, and that troublesome girl named Wu Xiaomei, in this lifetime?!

"..."

Jiang Jibai was stunned, not expecting it to be her.

"Tsk."

Lou Ying put down his helmet, leaned lazily against the motorcycle, scratched his handsome short hair, and looked at Jiang Jibai with a meaningful gaze in his pure black eyes:

"Although I left Actor Jiang speechless last time, it's not a capital offense, is it?"

"If we're going to take action, we should at least choose a dark and windy time. It's too presumptuous of you to do it in broad daylight."

"..."

Jiang Jibai's face paled slightly, his throat tightened, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "It wasn't intentional. Are you injured?"

"I think so."

Lou Ying flexed her wrists, slowly walked up to Jiang Jibai, gently raised her neck, and smiled, revealing two very faint dimples at the corners of her mouth. "Your hand is scraped, and the car is broken. What do you think, Actor Jiang, should do?"

"..."

This sudden approach, meeting that face, made Jiang Jibai's breath catch in his throat.

"You want money, right?"

Jiang Jibai subconsciously took two steps back, took out a postcard from his wallet, and said, "I have more important things to deal with now. This is my contact information. I'll pay for the medical expenses and car repairs."

Need money?

Lou Ying stared at the business card, almost laughing out of anger.

What does this guy take her for?

It's a staged accident scam!

"You still want money, huh?"

Listen to this nonsense!

"What's wrong?"

Seeing him staring intently at him, Jiang Jibai frowned and said seriously, "Don't worry, I can't run away."

I always felt that this brat was inexplicably hostile towards him.

"Tsk."

Lou Ying took the business card, casually tossed it into her pocket, and said coldly with a sneer at the corner of her mouth, "Of course you can't escape."

after all.

Little Mist Girl is in her hands.

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