Chapter 512 I Don't Want Things That Others Have Used
When Wen Youyou returned to the private room, the delicious food on the table instantly lost its appeal.
She sat down in the middle of the sofa, feeling inexplicably irritable and suffocated.
Wen Yifan noticed that she was in a bad mood and spoke up.
"What's up? Want to come over and play a couple of rounds?"
Wen Youyou shook her head. "Brother, I'm a little sleepy."
Wen Yifan looked at her for a few seconds, didn't ask any questions, and directly took out his phone to make a call.
"Go downstairs, Lao Pan will take you home."
"good."
Wen Youyou responded, got up and picked up her bag. She knew that Lao Pan was her brother's personal driver, so she was safe.
She opened the door and left.
A gentle night breeze made her dress flutter. The temperature difference between day and night in Fengcheng was quite large, and it was still a bit chilly at night.
She was waiting for Lao Pan by the roadside when she spotted two other people standing there.
Shen Xin.
And Lin Mumu.
In the darkness, Shen Xin's tall figure was particularly striking, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Even in a simple shirt and trousers, he looked elegant and stylish.
Lin Mumu, standing beside him, was wearing a black suit jacket that clearly belonged to a man, which completely covered her slender shoulders.
Wen Youyou's gaze stopped.
A sentence suddenly popped into my head.
A man can only be called a lover if his body temperature belongs solely to you.
Lin Mumu was looking up at Shen Xin, saying something with gratitude and dependence on her face.
Shen Xin turned her head to the side and listened quietly.
The streetlights illuminated his defined jawline, giving him an air of both aloofness and gentleness.
Suddenly, his eyes sharpened, piercing through the night and shooting straight at me.
He saw Wen Youyou.
Shen Xin quickly said something to Lin Mumu, then strode over to her.
Wen Youyou was a little anxious.
What happened?
Is Lao Pan's driving skill really that bad? Why isn't he here yet?
"Youyou, what are you doing here?"
Shen Xin's voice was low and carried the chill of the night.
Wen Youyou smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.
Why can't I be here?
She raised her chin, her gaze passing over him and landing on Lin Mumu not far away.
"If I hadn't come, wouldn't I have missed such a great show?"
"What's the show?" Shen Xin was clearly not following her train of thought and was a little confused.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and Wen Youyou subconsciously hugged her arms and rubbed them gently.
It's really a bit cold.
Upon seeing this, Shen Xin instinctively wanted to take off her coat.
He raised his hand halfway before remembering that he had just given his coat to Lin Mumu.
His movements stopped.
"Are you cold? I'll hold you."
As he spoke, he tried to step forward.
Wen Youyou took a step back and dodged it.
She looked at him, each word clear and distinct.
"I want your coat."
Shen Xin's face instantly darkened.
"Youyou, you gave your coat to someone else."
He coaxed softly, "I'll hold you and take you home, then you won't be cold."
“Chen Xin”.
Wen Youyou interrupted him, her gaze terrifyingly stubborn.
"I only want your coat."
She was determined to persist.
I was extremely annoyed when I saw him standing up for another woman.
Moreover, she also wanted to know who held more weight in his heart, her Wen Youyou or that Lin Mumu.
A coat can make all the difference.
But in Shen Xin's view, this was completely unreasonable.
Mumu had just been frightened, and her skirt was torn; it was only right and proper for him to give her his coat.
Should we go and ask them to give it back now?
He couldn't bear the shame.
Just then, a Bentley pulled up to the side of the road, and Mo Chuan quickly got out and opened the back door.
Shen Xin didn't even look at her own car, but coldly gave Mo Chuan a command.
"Take off your coat."
Mo Chuan paused for a moment, but didn't ask why. He immediately took off his suit jacket and handed it over.
Shen Xin took the coat and was about to drape it over Wen Youyou's shoulders.
Wen Youyou, however, turned to the side and quickly dodged.
"No need."
Her voice was icy cold.
"It's not cold now."
Shen Xin's patience was almost exhausted. "Then shall I take you home?"
"unnecessary."
Wen Youyou refused outright.
"I won't disturb you as you take Miss Lin home."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Mumu walked over.
She glanced at the tense atmosphere between the two, and tactfully took off her coat and handed it back to Shen Xin.
"Mr. Shen, here's your coat back. I'll head back to the hotel now."
She gave a slight bow.
"Thank you so much for tonight. If it weren't for you, I..."
Don't overthink it.
Shen Xin interrupted her, speaking in a businesslike tone.
"Get some rest, you have an event tomorrow."
"Okay." Lin Mumu nodded and got into Mo Chuan's car.
The car drove away, leaving only the two of them at the scene.
Shen Xin draped her coat over Wen Youyou again.
This time, Wen Youyou did not dodge.
She let the coat, still warm from his body, fall onto her shoulders.
Then, the next second, she grabbed her coat, took it off without hesitation, and threw it heavily to the ground.
"Shen Xin, on what grounds?"
Her eyes were a little red, but her voice was icy.
"I don't care about things that others have used."
"The same applies to coats and men."
After she finished speaking, she turned and left.
Shen Xin was completely dumbfounded.
Men too?
When was he used by someone else?
He's still a virgin, okay?
His anger flared up instantly, but he suppressed it and chased after them.
"Youyou, don't misunderstand, there's nothing between me and Mumu!"
He grabbed her wrist and hurriedly explained.
"She's the spokesperson for my company, and she's here to attend this event. I have to ensure her safety!"
"Who you're with and what you do is none of my business, nor do I want to."
Wen Youyou shook off his hand, took a few steps back, and created some distance between them.
"But right now, I don't want to see you."
After she finished speaking, she ran a few steps, and a black Maybach came to a smooth stop right in front of her.
Old Pan got out of the car and respectfully opened the car door for her.
Wen Youyou sat down without looking back.
"Youyou!"
Shen Xin chased after him, her hand just touching the car door.
"Bang!"
The car door slammed shut, almost trapping his hand.
The car sped away.
Shen Xin stood there, watching the taillights of the departing car, her brows furrowed into a deep knot.
This little black calf is really angry.
Are you jealous?
Why would someone get so angry over a coat?
Is it really necessary?
He quickly took out his phone, opened the chat window with Wen Youyou, and typed an explanation rapidly.
My relationship with her is really just a normal working relationship.
Click send.
A bright red exclamation mark popped up.
Oh no, I've been blocked.
Wen Youyou sat in the car, her eyes red and her face full of grievance.
She no longer wanted to pursue or pursue this man.
hateful.
Why should she get a coat that someone else has draped over their shoulders?
snort.
......
The next day.
Qiqi led Wen Youyou to the largest and most beautiful shopping mall in Fengcheng.
The mall was bustling with activity.
The central atrium was completely packed with people.
The deafening music and the host's shouts heightened the audience's enthusiasm.
"My goodness, what top celebrity has arrived? Such a grand spectacle!"
Qiqi stood on tiptoe and strained to see inside.
In the center of the stage, a woman in a sequined fishtail dress is holding a microphone, swaying gracefully with a smile.
It is Lin Mumu.
The surrounding flashes went off incessantly, and the screams of the fans nearly lifted the roof off.
Lin Mumu is clearly good at promoting herself; she blew kisses to her fans and then picked up the skincare products she endorses to promote them earnestly.
She even picked five fans to come on stage so she could personally demonstrate for them.
The atmosphere at the scene instantly ignited.
The hashtags #LinMuMuApproachable# and #BaiKaZiLive# quickly became trending topics.
"Youyou, look!"
Qiqi suddenly tugged at Wen Youyou's arm and pointed to a figure on the side of the stage.
"Isn't that your brother?"
That's how Wen Youyou introduced Shen Xin to her when she appeared at the entrance of the haunted house that day.
Wen Youyou looked in the direction she was pointing.
Just one glance.
She then looked away.
Shen Xin stood on the periphery of the crowd, dressed in a simple white shirt and black trousers. He was tall and aloof, standing out from the frenzy around him.
He seemed to be explaining something to the staff, his profile was clean and sharp.
Wen Youyou felt even more choked up.
She felt she must have forgotten to check the almanac before going out.
Why do I see him again?
"I'm leaving." Wen Youyou turned and left, not wanting to stay even a second longer.
She hadn't taken more than a few steps when her wrist was suddenly gripped by a warm, large hand. The grip wasn't strong, but she couldn't break free.
"Youyou".
The man's voice was deep, with a hint of barely perceptible tension.
Wen Youyou didn't turn around, she just coldly shook her hand.
I couldn't shake them off.
Shen Xin walked around to her, his tall figure completely enveloping her.
His dark eyes were fixed on her, and his voice was very gentle.
"You've arrived."
"I'll take you to eat. There's a very unique grassland restaurant upstairs."
"No."
Wen Youyou was as cold as ice, her eyes devoid of any warmth.
"You go ahead and do your thing."
Her indifference made Shen Xin's heart tighten.
He tightened his grip on her wrist even more.
"not busy."
He softened his tone, almost coaxing.
"How about we go see a movie?"
"I'm not going."
Wen Youyou refused again, decisively and cleanly.
"I don't want to watch it."
The more she acted this way, the more helpless Shen Xin became.
He stared at her little face, which seemed to say "don't get involved," and remained silent for a few seconds.
Suddenly, he spoke.
"Wen Youyou".
“You once said that if I ever made you angry, I would have to blow up balloons to appease you and help you vent your anger.”
His voice wasn't loud, but it reached her ears clearly.
"One hundred thousand, is that enough?"
What?
Wen Youyou was stunned.
Shen Xin raised his hand slightly, and the drone in the sky had already captured his command. The control center not far away immediately carried it out.
The next second.
Above the dome, a huge silver curtain slowly unfurled.
Balloons of all colors filled the sky, cascading down like a burst dam.
Red, pink, blue, yellow, purple...
Thousands upon thousands of balloons converged to form a magnificent rainbow waterfall, drifting gently down from the sky.
Everyone in the mall was stunned.
Screams and exclamations rose and fell.
Holy crap!
"What an amazing scene!"
"Quick, take a picture! Post it on WeChat Moments! It's so beautiful!"
Everyone, whether fans in front of the stage or passersby by the railings on each level, raised their phones high.
Countless cameras were focused on this sudden, grand, and dreamlike rain of balloons.
Wen Youyou was also stunned.
She looked up at the slowly falling colored lights, which brushed past her hair and landed on her shoulders.
It's so beautiful.
She was so beautiful that she forgot to breathe and forgot to be angry.
Amidst a dazzling display of light and shadow, Shen Xin leaned down and whispered in her ear.
His breath was warm, with a unique, refreshing scent.
"Would you like to give it a try...?"
His voice was hoarse and seductive.
"What would it feel like to kiss in such a situation?"
Her mind went blank.
Before she could react, his kiss landed, gently and irresistibly covering her lips...
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