Chapter 94 I also think I am too hot for you
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The people on the dance floor were all acting like they were on drugs, high on their liquor and dancing wildly. They were all there to relax, so they were packed very close together, with not much space.
The crowd around them made Chen Yueze quite impatient. She noticed that his face was getting darker and darker, and couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Get lost. I really don't want to see you right now. We finally got to go out and have some fun, and you still have to bother me."
Feng Yan also noticed the awkwardness between the two. He stood between them, using his body to shield them. Although he was shorter and less imposing than Feng Yan, he still put his arm around Feng Yan's shoulder and raised his voice to his ear, saying, "There's no need to force her, buddy. She doesn't want to go with you—"
Shen Yueze stared at him coldly for a few seconds, then pulled his arm down and shoved him away forcefully, his temper flaring up at the slightest provocation.
Feng Yan had drunk quite a bit today. Slightly tipsy, he was caught off guard, lost his balance, staggered back a few steps, and fell to the ground. The people around him screamed, thinking that a fight was about to break out.
"ah--"
"Oh my god—what are you doing—"
Wen Yining knew he was suppressing his anger and was worried he might make a move here, so she quickly stepped forward, placed her hand against his chest, and, being shorter than him, felt a lot of pressure. She tilted her head slightly and said, "Can you stop messing around? If you want to make a scene, go home!"
Thinking about what I've experienced these past few days makes my heart ache, my blood rushes backward, and my emotions are stirred up again.
Hoping to reconcile, I met Shi Yingmeng in the hospital ward...
Despite this, she still thought of trying to persuade him to stay, but then she ran into him at his house again.
Feng Yan was helped up by people nearby. He was still a little dizzy, but his alcohol tolerance was still good. After getting up, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her behind him. He said in a slurred voice, "She won't go with you, Shen Yueze. You have to ask her opinion. Besides, didn't you break up? She's not your pet, someone you can summon and dismiss at will."
Although Feng Yan didn't know the specifics of their relationship, he knew without a doubt how arrogant, haughty, and wicked the rich second-generation could be, and that the girl would definitely have to compromise.
Wen Yining also hid behind him, but his large hand grasped hers, making her look like a startled rabbit, her bony shoulders encircled by the man.
Facing Shen Yueze directly, I held my breath, my heart pounded, and my eyes were fixed on him.
It seemed as if he was cut off from all the screams and shouts around him, with only the sound of his own heartbeat in his ears. The few seconds passed so slowly that he could see his face darken, his eyes cold and gloomy, as if he had been suppressed to the extreme.
A boy with permed hair sized her up for a while, then suddenly exclaimed with interest, "Oh my!" He looked at Shen Yueze, then at Feng Yan who was holding her, and teased with a smile, "Little sister, which one is your boyfriend? I was just offering you a drink, and this guy even claimed to be your boyfriend."
Wen Yining: "..."
The stranger's gaze fell on Shen Yueze's excessively handsome face. "You didn't also try to pick someone up and failed, did you? You already have a girlfriend. Forget it. I just saw those two hugging and kissing."
Shen Yueze stared at her without saying a word or looking at the stranger. The man was naturally friendly, and perhaps because he thought it was rare to see such a handsome guy, he put his arm around her shoulder and continued dancing.
Wen Yining felt his gaze move down from her bare skin, to her chest, waist, thighs, calves, and ankles, as if it were tangible, direct and sharp, with alluring, multicolored light flashing around her, but she could still guess what he was thinking.
He was simply unhappy that she was dressed too scantily; he usually described clothes with little fabric as looking like rags.
If we're out together, this outfit is fine, but if we're alone, he won't agree.
She glanced down at her outfit, which was a bit revealing, and she wasn't entirely comfortable going to a nightclub alone, but there were several guys from the film crew there, and Shi Yuheng seemed reliable and steady.
Although China has good public security, unlike India, where women are stared at by a group of men without restraint when they go out.
But men are all the same by nature, regardless of race. As long as a woman is young and beautiful and shows a lot of skin, she has to endure all kinds of stares and scrutiny.
However, she had been used to it since she was a child, and people wouldn't dare to do anything if they looked at her a few times; very few would touch her directly.
The music reached another climax.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Wen Yining was forced to separate from Feng Yan. His arm was tightly held in Feng Yan's hand, and he was dragged towards the exit. Along the way, they encountered many people who turned to look at him.
The actors in the crew noticed that she was being forcibly taken away and came over to check on her, saying, "Who are you?!" before shoving Shen Yueze.
He ignored her, didn't bother to explain, and dragged her along without even glancing at her. His expression was cold and gloomy, exuding a sense of aggression. His height of 185 cm gave outsiders the feeling that he was not to be trifled with, so the crew members gave up.
No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free. She screamed a few times and cursed a few times, but he remained unmoved. It wasn't until they were close to the exit that she could see him clearly.
The manager at the entrance, seeing that he had found the person, greeted him obsequiously, "Mr. Shen, you've found the person. I was just about to take you to the monitoring room."
Shen Yueze ignored him with a cold face and continued walking towards the exit.
When the manager saw Wen Yining's reluctant and resentful expression, his smile became somewhat awkward. He immediately understood what was going on. If it were an ordinary couple arguing, he would definitely not get involved if asked to find someone, but this was a young master, so there was nothing he could do.
He added curtly, "If you need any help, just let me know. It's always ready."
Once they were outside the nightclub, he finally let go. She kept pinching his hand and arm, and when they reached a place with streetlights, she saw that his hand was covered in reddish fingernail marks.
She hadn't expected him to suddenly let go, and her body was still struggling in the opposite direction involuntarily. Without his restraint, she staggered a few steps and almost fell.
"ah--"
Every nerve was stimulated, and my emotions were reignited. It was unbearable. It had been like this ever since we met. All my attention was drawn to him, and I couldn't help but watch his every move, every glance, every expression.
She didn't want to care about him anymore.
She shouted, "Didn't you tell me to get out of the ward that day? What kind of relationship do we have now? What right do you have to tell me what to do?!"
The crowd queuing outside the bar was drawn by the commotion, their eyes meeting and whispering amongst themselves.
This shop is quite famous; you have to queue up even at one or two in the morning.
During summer vacation, quite a few college students came out. I heard that there were also internet celebrities among them, but they didn't meet them. They were all dressed up and made up. However, when they saw handsome men and beautiful women of this caliber, they stopped their conversations and listened to their arguments.
Wen Yining turned around and glanced at the scene. Not wanting to lose her temper in public, she turned away helplessly, took a deep breath, tried her best to suppress her anger, and quickly left the entrance/exit area.
Right next to it was the road, where many luxury cars worth over a million were parked, including a few Ferrari LaFerraris, Porsche 918s, Lamborghini Aventadors, and Rolls-Royces Cullinans...
I instinctively looked for his usual car, but then I felt something was off.
His G-Class was parked on the ground, and he looked much calmer than she did.
"Let's talk in the car."
He took her bag from the booth and threw it into the passenger seat.
She opened the car door and hurriedly pulled out the surgical consent form. In her panicked movements, the keys and lipstick inside scattered on the carpet and rolled to the floor, making a clattering sound.
Having lost her temper, she blurted out, "You ask me why I drank? Let me tell you, I aborted that child because I didn't want to continue with you. I never intended to keep it. What I said that day was just said in anger. You didn't take it seriously, did you?"
Shen Yueze stared at the words "abortion" on the form twice, then remained silent for a moment before saying, "I didn't tell you to have an abortion."
Wen Yining tore the two sheets of paper into pieces in front of him and threw them into his car, scattering scraps of paper everywhere. "I don't want it, and I don't want to have your child!"
He glanced at her indifferently, ignored her, and asked, "So, who do you want to have the baby with? Feng Yan? Or Shi Yuheng?"
"That curly-haired guy said Feng Yan is your boyfriend now, and you only broke up a couple of days ago. You've already found someone new?"
He took out a cigarette case from his pocket, lit a cigarette, held it between two fingers, turned his head to take a puff, took his hand down, and said mockingly, "Not really. When we slept together, you were still thinking about her. If it weren't for Feng Yan's chat history, you wouldn't have been able to get into my bed."
Wen Yining was so angry that her face turned pale, her blood began to boil, and her chest heaved. She stared at him for a long time, trying to come up with something to provoke him. She looked away, trying to calm herself down, and looked at the empty underground parking lot. Many parking spaces were empty, and almost all of them were still dancing in nightclubs, not yet free from that decadent and chaotic environment.
She leaned against the G-Class, breathing rapidly. Her skin touched the car body, feeling a warm sensation, which calmed her down for about ten seconds.
But when she opened her mouth, she said, "The child is not Feng Yan's. During this time, I have only slept with you. The child is yours. I am not angry with you, nor am I joking with you."
He gave a nonchalant "hmm" and took the cigarette from his hand. "It's my turn. Why was Shi Yingmeng in the hospital room, and why did she appear at Zhaoshan Apartment? My brother called her the first time, and I had her put on an act the second time. Are you satisfied?"
Her expression froze for a moment, her breathing tightened, she had guessed this possibility, but by then she had lost the ability to think, and was unable to take the initiative to seek reconciliation.
He continued slowly, "That Category III film, it's not going to be made, is it? Back then, they wouldn't let me get involved, wouldn't let me invest, is this the result you wanted?"
"You had no other way out, and you couldn't find anyone better right now, so you're trying to keep me?"
"..."
"Whether the child is real or not doesn't matter. Is this how you try to keep me? You want me to throw money and connections at you, but you can't even be as polite and humble as others. What have you given? Do you even deserve my money?"
Her face changed repeatedly, her body gradually stiffened, a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back, her eyes were blank, helpless, and incredulous, then she felt that it was expected, but it was too late.
He sneered coldly, "Wen Yining, you should try dating a few more boyfriends. After you've seen what kind of people those guys are, you'll regret every night why you didn't cherish me back then. Actually, Chen Jiabai is like winning the lottery for you."
He pinched her cheeks, forcing her to look up at him. She lowered her eyes, looking lost and disoriented, turned her head away, and pushed hard against his chest.
The cigarette in his left hand almost burned her, so he raised his arm and pinched her harder with his right hand.
"Um…"
She winced in pain, her eyes still stubborn, her eyes burning, her nose stinging, her heart filled with mixed emotions, a complete mess.
He stared at her and said, "I don't think I'm a particularly good person. At least when I slept with you, there was no one else. I gave you whatever you wanted, wasn't that more than enough? What else do you want?"
"If I didn't give it, why would someone else?"
"If there were so many good men, why would all those female celebrities get divorced?"
Nationwide, most of the top-tier beauties are in the entertainment industry. There are always people who are jealous of their faces, saying that they have people with similar looks around them. But in reality, true beauty is extremely rare, not to mention that the camera can smooth out facial features.
She felt that being pretty was enough. She almost never encountered any setbacks. With a pretty face, regardless of whether she spoke or not, whether she was right or wrong, whether she was quiet or lively, there were always a bunch of people agreeing with her, and she was the center of attention wherever she went.
Even with other women, she receives more preferential treatment, as long as she doesn't steal someone else's boyfriend. Beautiful women also love to make friends with other beautiful women of all professions and age groups.
Even when she goes out to buy something or have a meal, people are always exceptionally polite to her.
Of course she was unwilling to accept it. She was both arrogant and insecure. On one hand, she felt that there would be a boy who was more suitable for her than him, but on the other hand, she knew clearly that he was never afraid of losing her. He was always so at ease and always so relaxed.
Shen Yueze was somewhat aware of her thoughts, but he just hadn't said it outright.
"Don't you think you can find someone better? Go ahead, I won't stop you, so you won't feel like I'm holding you back."
She remained silent, her nose stinging, feeling lost and disoriented. She closed her eyes, and tears streamed down her face.
The air seemed to freeze.
He released her completely, and she lost her balance for a moment, taking two steps back. Her body felt light and airy, and the spot on her cheek where he had pinched her felt numb.
He was silent for a moment, then said, "It's pointless to look for a better option while still employed. This time, I'm completely letting you go. Who you want to eat with, who you want to drink with, what kind of dinner party you want to attend, and who you end up sleeping with—I don't care about any of that. Whether I know this person or not, whether we have any connection or not, it's all up to you. Is that okay? Are you satisfied now?"
The tears she had been holding back finally flowed out. She neither nodded nor shook her head; her throat tightened, and she couldn't utter a single word.
He scoffed, "I can find a girl more sensible and obedient than you anytime. You're lucky if you don't get taken advantage of."
He remained silent for a while.
Her face was deathly pale, she had almost lost the ability to think, and her expression was blank.
He said casually, "By the way, the watch you wanted was out of stock. I got it through someone at a higher price, and it's in the drawer now. Go back and get it; consider it a breakup gift."
"You do interest me, but that's about it."
After he finished speaking, he didn't look at her again, turned around, got into the driver's seat, and slammed the car door shut.
Knowing that she cannot be changed, leaving gracefully is the best choice; there is no need to linger or get caught up in it.
She stood there for a long time, unable to calm down. She tried to suppress her sobs, whimpering softly, but she couldn't calm down. She could only cry uncontrollably until her shoulders trembled and she choked up, unable to speak.
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A note from the author:
This chapter really... made me cry while writing it...
He truly couldn't accept Ning as she was now, and it wasn't out of love.
Ning had lied to him several times, and he considered it disloyalty.
I came across a quote online: "I've said it before, you're important, but if you make me unhappy, I'll still let you go."
This suits him perfectly. Unlike Ning, he doesn't struggle with indecision and pain at this stage of his life; he can simply let go.
If he's thinking about how to control and dominate, rather than how to be loved by women, then he's at a disadvantage. The initiative should be in his hands.
He was slightly on the defensive in the previous chapter, but in this chapter, by letting go, he turned the tide again.
30 red envelopes~
Babies, thank you for the nutrient solution!
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