Provoke Her? The Fake Young Lady is an All-Around Big Shot, Extremely Hard to Kill

【Fake and Real Young Lady + Hidden Identities + Scum Abuse & Face Slapping + No Abuse, Extreme Sweetness】

It was rumored that the fake young lady adopted by the Shen family was a runa...

Chapter 181 The Merchant is Jealous: She's Mine!

Chapter 181 The Merchant is Jealous: She's Mine!

"Dr. He..."

The assistant chattered on, then looked up at the gray, gloomy sky and remarked, "It looks like it's going to rain."

"..."

He Huaixu focused his gaze. Tiny raindrops slowly fell, and the girl's face under the streetlights had a hazy, dreamlike quality that was captivating.

This is the experimental zone and a special factory; the surrounding area is vast and deserted.

What is she doing here all alone, a delicate young girl?

"umbrella."

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, He Huaixu spoke in a low voice.

"Give."

The assistant quickly handed over the umbrella, beaming, "Dr. He, good luck!"

Dr. He is tall, good-looking, and a future leader in the medical field...

With such qualities, the line of women pursuing him could stretch all the way to Country F.

This young girl is incredibly lucky to have won Dr. He's favor.

at this time.

Pei Jinwu was playing a game out of boredom when suddenly a towering black shadow loomed over her.

"?"

She subconsciously looked up, and when she met the man's face, her clear, starry eyes narrowed slightly.

What was that congratulations about?

"What a coincidence, we meet again." He Huaixu tilted the umbrella slightly, shielding the girl from above.

Because he was so close and could see clearly, He Huaixu could feel his heart beating faster and faster.

"..."

Pei Jinwu gave him a disdainful look, silently moved to the side, ignored him, and continued playing on her phone.

He blocked her way at the restroom entrance, and tried to steal her things at an auction...

What are we doing now?

That piercing gaze doesn't look like a good person.

"..."

Seeing Pei Jinwu's unusually wary reaction, He Huaixu felt quite helpless.

after all.

This was the first time he had taken the initiative to approach a girl.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person." He Huaixu pursed his lips and spoke softly, "We met at the pharmaceutical auction."

"so what?"

Pei Jinwu got annoyed, turned off the game, looked up impatiently, and asked irritably.

"I just want to ask you a question."

He Huaixu composed himself and lowered his voice, asking, "Have we met before?"

This face... it really looks familiar.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't remember.

"hehe."

Upon hearing He Huaixu's words, Pei Jinwu immediately stood up and took several steps back. "Are you going to say that I resemble one of your younger sisters?"

"younger sister?"

He Huaixu was slightly taken aback, then tugged at the corners of his lips and said softly, "I do have a younger sister, but you two don't look alike."

"..."

Pei Jinwu was speechless, thinking this was just a typical flirting tactic used by scoundrels, and coldly said, "Stay away from me."

"I really..."

As He Huaixu stepped forward, preparing to ask again, two blinding headlights suddenly shone from behind him.

Immediately afterwards.

The car door opened, and a tall, imposing man, holding an umbrella, strode towards them.

"Why are you so late?"

Upon seeing Shang Shiyan, Pei Jinwu immediately softened her prickly demeanor and walked to his side, complaining unhappily, "It was supposed to be twenty minutes, but it's already... a minute over."

"Yes, it's my brother's fault."

Shang Shiyan squeezed the little girl's hand and handed her the milk tea he had brought. "Who are you talking to?"

When their eyes drifted to the other person, their gaze instantly turned icy.

He Huaixu?

If I remember correctly, He Huaixu looked at Wuwu with the same gaze at the bathroom door last time.

Doubt, interest, and a vague sense of "liking" mingled together.

"..."

Shang Shiyan sighed inwardly, feeling quite helpless.

Having just dealt with the major threat of "Louying," where did she get another romantic interest from?

"Mr. Shang."

He Huaixu stepped forward, his gaze sweeping over the two of them, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "I have the pleasure of seeing you in magazines and at auctions."

"He Huaixu, it's a pleasure to meet you. Please take care of me."

Hugs, hands...

Their relationship seems unusual.

"What's up?"

Looking at the hand in front of him, Shang Shiyan did not react, staring at him with sharp eyes.

"I was passing by the lab when I saw the little girl sitting here all by herself."

He Huaixu awkwardly withdrew his hand, smiled faintly, and explained unhurriedly, "I was worried about encountering bad people, so I went up to ask. May I ask if she is your..."

"Um."

Shang Shiyan gripped the little girl's hand tightly, his voice low and deep: "She's mine."

He originally wanted to say "boyfriend" or "fiancé".

However, considering that the girl had not yet officially given him a title, he had to change his wording.

She is mine.

A double entendre?

"..."

Pei Jinwu sipped her milk tea, glanced at him, and chewed on the tapioca pearls with smacking sounds.

After thinking about it, I ultimately didn't deny it.

Okay.

If we don't give him some reassurance, Shang Shiyan, who is constantly worried about being caught cheating, will probably go crazy.

"Boyfriend or girlfriend?"

He Huaixu was slightly taken aback, then gave an awkward yet polite smile. "Is that so?"

It doesn't really look like it.

He assumed the two were uncle and nephew.

"Thank you for your concern, Dr. He." Shang Shiyan inexplicably disliked He Huaixu, always feeling that the way he looked at Wuwu was not innocent. He replied expressionlessly, "We'll be going now."

"good."

He Huaixu didn't say much, just smiled and nodded, watching the two leave.

Until the sports car disappeared into the misty drizzle.

Fog?

Her name suits her quite well.

"Dr. He, are you alright?"

The assistant walked over to him and asked sympathetically, "This girl looks quite young, how come she has a boyfriend?"

"..."

He Huaixu remained silent, feeling his heart gradually return to normal.

This girl is definitely very special to him.

Even though we don't know each other, the feeling of familiarity is incredibly strong, even...

He did have feelings for her.

This feeling of attraction doesn't quite resemble romantic love.

Why is that?

It seems so.

He needs to find an opportunity to investigate properly.

"But Dr. He, don't be too sad." Seeing that he didn't say anything, the assistant continued to comfort him: "We're not married yet, are we? As long as we keep trying, we can overcome any obstacle. If you like her, we'll go for it."

Seriously.

This girl and Dr. He look somewhat like a married couple.

Their demeanor and expressions are quite similar.

"Poaching"?

He Huaixu withdrew his gaze and looked at his assistant, saying casually, "Stay away from me when it thunders."

assistant:"???"

——

On the bus.

Pei Jinwu sipped her milk tea while secretly glancing at the man beside her who was holding his breath.

Are you upset again?

She's figured out the pattern.

Shang Shiyan gets upset whenever a man tries to curry favor with her.

So insecure?

Pei Jinwu originally wanted to give him a piece of candy to coax him, but she ate it all and then took the initiative to ask, "Are you angry?"

"I'm not angry."

Shang Shiyan turned around and met the girl's ingratiating gaze. His expression softened, and his tone was both helpless and indulgent: "Brother is reflecting on his actions."

"Reflection?"

Pei Jinwu didn't quite understand.

"Mmm." Shang Shiyan gently tidied her hair, his voice deep and tender, "You're such an outstanding girl, I have to work even harder to be worthy of you."

otherwise.

He was constantly being targeted by people, and lived in constant fear.

Are they even alive?

"oh."

Pei Jinwu took a sip of milk tea, raised an eyebrow slightly, and said lazily, "It's not that complicated. Just make more money."

She likes men with lots of money.

Looking around, he has the most money.

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