Chapter 21: Social Party My girlfriend is not only prettier than you, but also more knowledgeable...
The Yike Group dinner was brightly lit and filled with cheers.
Fang Qingzhuo, dressed in a black couture suit, followed Fang Jueshan around, mingling with the business leaders with measured demeanor and neither servile nor overbearing. It wasn't until Fang Jueshan took the stage to deliver his speech that he finally took a moment to catch his breath. As he raised his glass of champagne, the phone in his inner pocket began to buzz non-stop.
He took it out and examined it carefully, but he couldn't take it back after just one glance. He didn't even bother to drink the champagne, but put it back where it belonged. He loosened his tie while pacing towards the empty balcony, clicking on the photos sent by Zhuang He one by one. His expression grew uglier as he read on.
He habitually reached into his trouser pocket to feel for a cigarette, but found that he was wearing trousers today and there was no cigarette in his pocket. When he was feeling irritated, a pair of hands suddenly hugged him from behind.
Feeling the warmth of another body pressed against him, Fang Qingzhuo was startled. He broke free and turned around. Seeing it was Pang Jingyu, he immediately yelled, "Are you sick?"
While it's true that Fang Jueshan, the current head of Yike Group, is the star of tonight's banquet, Fang Qingzhuo's dazzling presence is undoubtedly the icing on the cake, making it impossible to ignore. Secretly, several wealthy heirs are eager to establish a relationship with him.
Pang Jingyu looked at him with some obsession. No wonder those women flirted with him openly or covertly. In the world of fame and fortune, Fang Qingzhuo was proud and self-respecting. His every move made him seem unattainable and he had a bright future. Putting aside his wealthy family background, his face and figure, which one of them was not captivating? But this guy was not easily moved. Pang Jingyu saw him being approached by other women several times at the scene. He neither responded to them nor refused them. He was very good at saving face, just like his flawless appearance that could attract people.
He is a gentleman, but he is also an out-and-out bastard. So what if he has a bad personality? Isn't it a fatal attraction?
She secretly swore that she would make Fang Qingzhuo serve her like a dog with this face.
With the determination to win, she touched his chest with her red-polished index finger: "Have sex with me."
Fang Qingzhuo lowered his eyelids indifferently, looking down at Pang Jingyu, who was still half a head shorter than him even in high heels. The dim light fell squarely on the pair of eyelashes that seemed to be naturally cold-hearted.
Pang Jingyu raised her head and had to admit that it was quite a sensation to be stared at by Fang Qingzhuo like this, and her legs couldn't help but go weak.
However, the next second, the man's lips moved slightly, and harsh and unbearable words poured out: "If your mouth is thirsty, go find someone else to give you a blowjob. I don't have time to watch your performance."
The fingers that were pressing on her chest and teasing her were told to just let it go without any mercy.
Having experienced Fang Qingzhuo's harsh words, Pang Jingyu had long since learned to be immune to them. So, she coquettishly said to him, "Then I'll help you with your oral, okay?"
His disgust was palpable. Fang Qingzhuo simply thought she was sick, craving men like crazy. Plus, he really didn't have the time to mess around with her right now, so he strode past everyone and into the elevator.
The elevator descended to the underground garage. Fang Qingzhuo sat in the driver's seat and just pressed the start button. Pang Jingyu followed him unwillingly. Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he climbed into the passenger seat and even locked the door.
"No one has ever rejected me." She tugged at the loose tie around Fang Qingzhuo's neck. "Fang Qingzhuo, I'm telling you, I'm determined to get you."
As he said this, he was about to unbutton his tight shirt.
Fang Qingzhuo's heart was calm, and he stared at her silently for a long while: "Are you done?"
“…”
"I'm not interested in you."
"I'm not interested now, but maybe later." Pang Jingyu smiled, and with growing bolder confidence, he slid his hands down to touch the waistband of his pants. "I heard you've never had a girlfriend. I don't believe it, but tonight..."
She puffed out her chest to show off her impressive cleavage, then paused, "I'll definitely let you experience it."
Fang Qingzhuo didn't stop him, turned his head away, and suddenly showed a strong and inhuman sneer.
"I have." His tone was low and deep, as if he was stating a fact that he could not refute.
"What?" Pang Jingyu stopped.
Fang Qingzhuo finally took action at this moment. He put away his smile and roughly grasped the woman's wrist, which was pressed against his waist. His voice grew heavier as his palm tightened. "I said, I have a girlfriend."
My girlfriend is currently attending a fellowship.
Thinking of this, Fang Qingzhuo was so angry that his teeth were itching. He could tell the truth about Luo Shu.
Pang Jingyu felt a sharp pain in her wrist, shaking her head in disbelief. After thinking about it, she realized this must be an excuse Fang Qingzhuo made up to reject her. "Impossible! I've checked, and you clearly didn't..."
"At school." Fang Qingzhuo interrupted her coldly, "My girlfriend at school."
The air was thin and the carriage was silent. Pang Jingyu's chest rose and fell. "It's okay. I don't mind."
"But I mind." Fang Qingzhuo used the strength in his hands and swung his arm violently, causing Pang Jingyu to fall into the leather seat.
He leaned closer, his gaze sweeping over her with the most disdainful expression imaginable. "To be frank, I've seen at least a truckload of women like you, eager to throw themselves at me. You have this cheap, unconscious sense of superiority, thinking that spraying a little perfume and revealing a bit of flesh will attract attention, and that rubbing against someone will pounce on you like a hungry dog. You feel like all men in the world should fall for you, but you don't realize how foolish you are."
The pride in Pang Jingyu's bones was completely crushed. She frowned and said, "Fang Qingzhuo."
Fang Qingzhuo remained unfazed, continuing his rant with a look of rubbish. "Excuse me, I'm very picky. I don't like vulgar women or beautiful women. I'm not a philanthropist, let alone a rag collector. So, I'm warning you one last time: get out of the car and leave me alone. Otherwise, I'll use tonight's dashcam footage to play it on screens throughout Shenzhen 24/7."
Under Pang Jingyu's gaze, Qingzhuo decisively opened the car door and let her out. He hadn't taken two steps before rolling down the window and calling her back. Just when Pang Jingyu thought he'd regretted it and was looking expectant, he said coldly, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, my girlfriend is not only prettier than you, but she's also way more educated and cultured than you are. And I don't like silicone breasts."
Pang Jingyu stood stupidly in the roaring exhaust fumes of the car, and then realized what was happening, grinding his teeth and gnashing his teeth. It had to be Fang Qingzhuo, who killed people and broke their hearts. Not only was it very harmful, but it was also extremely humiliating.
Shenzhen University of Technology has traditional activities every Singles' Day, forming a social gathering with major universities in the university town. This year is better than last year, and the neighboring Graduate School has also participated in it unprecedentedly, and the number of applicants has increased dramatically.
Fang Qingzhuo arrived at the social restaurant according to the address given by Zhuang He. He stood ten meters away from the door and spotted Luo Shu sitting by the window as if he had sensed something.
The four of them were chatting happily at the table. The girl next to her was probably her roommate, someone she had met before. The two men across from her looked unfamiliar, likely dating partners from the neighboring college. One of them, a pretty boy, stared at Luo Shu with his eyes fixed on her face, staring intently.
Suddenly, the male companion next to him pushed him, winked at him secretly, and said something unknown, successfully sending Gu Jiaqian away.
For a moment, only Luo Shu and that annoying hypocrite were left.
Why was he called a hypocrite? Because he slowly picked up a piece of snails on the table, squeezed a little sauce into it, and looked at it for a long time in a pretentious manner, as if introducing how to enjoy the dish. Finally, he meticulously picked it out with a fork and fed it to Luo Shu's mouth himself.
This heartwarming scene is really driving people crazy.
Seeing this, Fang Qingzhuo stared at them through the glass with a blazing gaze, like a married woman caught in adultery. No, he was the real married woman. He pulled out his phone, ready to dial the voice call to question her, but paused for a second before clicking. He couldn't explain his current mental process, but he was clearly aware that his physiological emotions were overpowering all rationality. The prison he had been living in for the past two weeks was broken, and he broke it with his own hands.
After Gu Jiaqian was called away, allegedly asking for help, Luo Shu was left feeling uneasy. She had no interest in joining the social gathering, but she couldn't resist Gu Jiaqian's constant nagging. What does it mean to be a good friend? Why would she be so cruel as to let her go to the event alone? What if she got scammed?
Looking at the snail meat offered to her, she refused it with her actions, picked up a piece of takoyaki and stuffed it into her mouth: "Thank you, I like this better."
To verify what he said, he stuffed another half pill into his mouth before swallowing it completely.
The man at the social gathering took back the signature dish in his hand with a sullen look and said sympathetically, "It's okay. Since you like it, I'll order another portion for you."
After saying that, he ran to get the meal with great execution.
Luo Shu choked as she wolfed down her food in a hurry. Seeing the man gradually disappear, she could no longer pretend. She patted her chest. Just as her fingertips touched the wall of the water glass, the phone on the table rang desperately. She glanced at the screen and was immediately shocked. Her mind went blank for a moment, and she mechanically put the phone to her ear. After two or three seconds of silence, she heard that familiar voice: "Where is it?"
Luo Shu glanced at the lively social gathering in front of her, opened her mouth guiltily and replied with two words: "Dormitory."
From the moment the last note landed, I felt a chill on my back for some reason.
The other party quickly threw a soul-searching question: "Are you sure?"
Without giving her a chance to argue, he continued, "Then the guy sitting across from you and feeding you is also your roommate?"
What you fear will come true. He looked up and saw that the hairy guy Fang Qingzhuo had mentioned was coming back with a plate of takoyaki and resolutely occupying Gu Jiaqian's seat, blocking the exit. He was too blind to notice the angry phone call hidden in her hair: "Luo Shu, I know I was a bit abrupt just now and may have scared you, but I really have a good impression of you..."
A short, cold laugh rang in my ears.
The truth was completely exposed, and Luo Shu wanted to die.
The man at the social gathering didn't get a response, so he kept asking, "Are you listening?"
Luo Shu responded: "Ah..."
"Give him the phone." Another unquestionable order came from the receiver.
Her scalp suddenly felt numb, and Luo Shu did as she was told.
The man at the social gathering was confused. He looked at the phone screen that showed she was on the phone and realized she was answering the call. He took it and raised it to his ear with a carefree look. Little did he know that the lukewarm warning that came into his ears made his facial expression change into a vivid Peking Opera face-changing in just a few seconds, which was really colorful.
After sending a message to Gu Jiaqian that she had to leave in advance due to something, Luo Shu walked out of the revolving door with heavy steps. Along the way, she kept building up herself in her heart. She had lied, but Fang Qingzhuo was also not to blame.
A cold wind blew outside the restaurant, but Fang Qingzhuo seemed to be standing still in the open air. He wore a long light brown windbreaker, the hem of which fluttered in the wind. The only formal attire inside was a white shirt, his tie was not fastened, and a row of buttons were neatly buttoned.
The low pressure emanating from his body fermented silently in the night, and he stared at her through the air with his deep black eyes.
In order to highlight the atmosphere of the event, the restaurant owner specially decorated the door with colorful string lights, which flickered in the darkness to make their presence felt, but unfortunately the effect was minimal.
Luo Shu didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that he was very angry.
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