Chapter 9 This can also step on the mine
Xuanzhe rarely shows interest in things other than work, but Dilanda is mature and steady, and is definitely a veteran. Seeing his eager look as if he can't wait to give all his belongings to Wen Shuang, his curiosity is piqued.
Xuanzhe strode forward and sat down opposite the two of them, with an attitude of "you guys continue while I watch."
It would be impossible for her to continue under such a gaze. Even Dilanda felt that the atmosphere was not right. She turned her head to look at Xuanzhe, and blinked her light blue eyes slightly innocently.
Xuanzhe looked at Wen Shuang and asked, "Why did Mr. Dilanda give you the watch?"
Wen Shuang was also distressed: "I just praised him for a lot of things, saying that he had good taste and bought a good watch."
Xuanzhe didn't believe it: "That's it"
Wen Shuang said firmly: "That's it."
After all, people like Xuanzhe don’t believe in the existence of “favorable eye contact” at all, and everything they do to maintain superficial goodwill always has a purpose.
Wen Shuang naturally confiscated the watch. Dilanda glanced at Xuanzhe, and didn't know what he was thinking about, so he didn't force him. People in G country are particular about changing two or three coats during a banquet. Dilanda went upstairs, and Wen Shuang suddenly had no one to talk to, because Xuanzhe walked faster than anyone else, as if he was some kind of pathogen.
Wen Shuang had no intention of following. He usually only did shameless things once. Since Xuan Zhe didn't want to protect him, then forget it.
Trouble did come quickly. The first person to approach Wen Shuang was a wealthy young man in his early twenties, dressed in a sharp black suit. His eyes were filled with disdain and arrogance. Wen Shuang quickly matched him up with the original owner's memory. She only remembered his last name, Li, but he wasn't from the fish pond. He was probably here to avenge his brother's anger. The original owner had deceived this young master Li's brother so badly that it was no exaggeration to say he had lost his first love. To heal his broken heart, he left his hometown.
As the saying goes, brothers are like hands and feet, and friendship is like clothes. What's more, Wen Shuang is still a tattered piece of clothing in their eyes, with holes in it and it's unbearable to look at.
"Why, are you trying to get close to President Xuan again?" Young Master Li snorted coldly, looking at Wen Shuang as if he were looking at cheap goods. "I don't understand, is there any special magic in your butt?"
The implication is that Wen Shuang is selling.
Wen Shuang smiled shyly: "Maybe it's because I have a nice butt."
"You!" Young Master Li hadn't expected Wen Shuang to be so shameless. The situation was important, but his manners wouldn't allow him to say anything extreme. He could only support himself on the table with one hand and said in a low voice, "Don't be so complacent! Xuan Zhe is someone you can't possibly climb up to. Don't die without even knowing how he died!"
Wen Shuang didn't respond: "I choose to die of old age."
Young Master Li turned away, and was followed by Young Master Zhang. Wen Shuang took a sip of water and raised her chin to signal him to start.
Young Master Zhang lived up to everyone's expectations, but the route he took was different from the previous one. Although he was a tall man, he managed to squeeze out a bit of sadness from between his brows. With one hand in his pocket, his temperament was melancholy, which formed a strong sense of incongruity with his own conditions. Wen Shuang didn't bother to rub the goose bumps on her arms, but searched in her mind.
It’s over, there is no such person.
Maybe in the original owner's mind, it's not even a meal ticket.
Let’s just forget about it and see how the other party will attack.
"After you left me, you found so many people and climbed up step by step, just for President Xuan." Young Master Zhang's eyes were full of bitterness.
Wen Shuang instinctively felt that if he said, "There's nothing wrong with President Xuan," the despair in this man's eyes would suddenly spark. He was a very good judge of character and knew how to prescribe the right medicine. Upon hearing this, he licked his lips and replied in the same bitter and melancholy tone, "President Xuan is really good."
Sure enough, Master Zhang's expression changed slightly, with a hint of sadness in his eyes: "You like him so much?"
This guy must have read a lot of youth pain literature, otherwise the average person's brain circuit would not be able to come up with this answer directly.
After a little consideration, and also in order to completely get rid of the person in front of her, Wen Shuang nodded, "Yes, I like him very much. What happened between us is completely over. Take care of yourself."
Young Master Zhang raised his head and took a deep breath. He seemed to be in a dark cloud and heavy rain, and his style was completely different from that of others.
At last, Master Zhang turned his head. He seemed to have something unfinished to say, but his pupils suddenly trembled, and his melancholy temperament was mostly shattered. He hastily said "I wish you happiness" and strode away.
"Wow! You pulled away pretty quickly." Wen Shuang teased in a low voice, "How silly! You believed everything I said."
Cao Nanyu, who was standing behind him: "..."
Cao Nanyu didn't dare to look at Xuan Zhe's expression, and he really couldn't believe that he had made a mistake. He heard what Shuang meant just now, which meant that he admitted that he fell in love with every girl he met, and regarded President Xuan as his ultimate goal.
Cao Nanyu couldn't think of any other words except "stubborn". President Xuan hated being plotted against the most in his life. He could already imagine how tragic Wen Shuang's end would be.
But then, I heard Shuang's tone of voice with a smile, as if telling a joke: "Who likes Xuanzhe normally?"
He is cold, arrogant and fussy, bad habits acquired from growing up in wealth.
Cao Nanyu: "..." Such a stubborn head!
Unexpectedly, Xuanzhe took two steps forward and asked humbly, "Excuse me, why can't normal people like me?"
Suddenly, a subwoofer exploded in her ears. Although it sounded nice, it was almost like a death warrant. Wen Shuang was startled and stood up suddenly. Xuan Zhe was hunched over, which caused one of them to panic and the other to fail to react. Wen Shuang's head hit Xuan Zhe's chin, and both of them groaned.
"ah!"
“Hmm…”
Cao Nanyu: “…”
"No..." Wen Shuang covered his head with his hands. His strong desire to survive made him finish his words despite the pain: "Ordinary people are naturally not worthy of liking President Xuan. It must be a first-class talent!" He was in so much pain that tears came out of his eyes. His tone was extremely gritted, and there was no compliment in his voice.
Xuanzhe closed his eyes tightly. As expected of the person with the strongest willpower in the book, he held on to the table and endured it.
When Xuanzhe opened his eyes again, he looked at Wen Shuang with a calm and dark gaze, as if the person in front of him was already dead.
"Boss Xuan!" Wen Shuang was shocked by this look and subconsciously hugged her arms tightly, as if her chastity had been violated. Her voice was even louder than before: "No!"
Don't hit me!
Everyone: "..." President Xuan can be impatient sometimes.
Unscientific.
What kind of handsome men and beautiful women has Mr. Xuan not seen?
Xuanzhe: "..." He swore that this was the first time in his life that he had the urge to strangle someone.
In the silence, a hero fell from the sky, or to be more precise, a drunkard. He staggered and fell, crashing into the wine table beside Wen Shuang. The cups fell to the ground with a clatter. The people around him stepped back with disgust, including Xuan Zhe, who had severe mysophobia. Only Wen Shuang had tears in her eyes and was full of gratitude.
Brother, although your appearance was a little awkward, I think you are really handsome!
Wen Shuang extended a friendly hand amidst the mockery. The man looked up in confusion, but once he saw Wen Shuang's face clearly, his previous dejection vanished, shock turned to hatred, and he fiercely slapped Wen Shuang's hand away: "Get lost! The cat cries the rat!"
Wen Shuang: “…” This can even step on a landmine.
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