Chapter 197 If I were Jun Yue, I would help you out
Jiang Zhiyue raised her eyes in surprise.
Sheng Huaian hummed.
"Nice hair."
Jiang Zhiyue raised her hand to tidy up her messed up hair, with a calm, gentle and quiet expression.
The man invited her to a high-end restaurant for dinner. Jiang Zhiyue waved her hand, and the lobby manager quickly pushed her, "Little girl, don't be so ignorant. You dare to refuse Mr. Sheng's invitation. You don't want to live anymore."
"Look at you, dressed like a commoner. How can you afford to stay in our hotel?" The manager narrowed his eyes, as if he had discovered something, which stunned Jiang Zhiyue.
Sheng Huaian sent the manager away with just a few words, but the manager looked back at him reluctantly several times.
The man folded his arms across his chest, standing in a relaxed posture, and said, "Shouldn't you have invited me? If you hadn't fallen into my hands that night, what do you think would have happened to you?"
His words were so reasonable and well-founded that she could not find any rebuttal. After dawn, he sent someone to take her out and successfully avoided the bodyguards guarding the door.
Afterwards, she looked around for the piece of old newspaper that he dropped on the ground, but she didn't see any missing person notice posted by the Sheng family.
The content in the newspaper was the root cause of the feud between the Lin Sheng and his two families.
If I let her watch it again, let her watch it more carefully...
Sheng Huaian was not in tune, and his eyes were very open.
"I haven't asked you yet, what is a little girl doing in a place like that in the middle of the night?"
"Curious." Jiang Zhiyue also imitated him and made a "hmm" sound.
Sheng Huaian raised his eyebrows, "You really look like my naughty sister, who makes me worry."
Jiang Zhiyue stopped talking, feeling that this sentence was ambiguous.
"Let's go." The man walked away.
Jiang Zhiyue left in the opposite direction.
After walking a few steps, the man turned back and grabbed her wrist, "My dad spent so much money to buy me the first place in Wharton. You broke my myth. Just have a meal with me and this matter will be over."
Before I met Sheng Huaian, according to the plot description, he was a person with extremely high artistic talent and excellent character and academic performance.
When she met him in person, she couldn't connect him with these words at all.
"Bought it?" she questioned.
Sheng Huaian snorted coldly, "That's right, if you have money you can buy anything."
Jiang Zhiyue shook her head, "Not like that."
The man smiled, as if he agreed with her guess.
.......
Sheng Huaian likes to read newspapers, and he asked Jiang Zhiyue to order food.
Jiang Zhiyue had studied aristocratic etiquette and knew the rules. This was not an invitation to dinner at all, it was clearly an examination of her.
Because she saw the corner of the newspaper he dropped and heard his conversation with Lin Jun.
Those real hostesses, even if they heard it, would never be able to leave that building for the rest of their lives, and their contact methods would be completely cut off from the outside world. But she was different. She was a student at Wharton College and Gu Zhaoye's study partner.
Sheng Huaian seemed to be provoking her, but in fact he just wanted to see if she had any ulterior motives.
If she tried to please him too much, he would be suspicious; if she refused too strongly, he would also be suspicious.
In short, she had to find a balance that suited her status.
Jiang Zhiyue asked the man if he had any dietary restrictions, and then picked out a few delicacies based on the current solar term.
The man had one hand on the sofa and the other holding a newspaper.
Fine rays of sunlight slanted in through the bright glass windows, casting a golden light all over the table.
The girl communicated with the waiter appropriately and calmly. She spoke slowly, with clear enunciation, and her voice was extremely pleasant to the ear.
Sheng Huaian was flipping through the newspaper, and he glanced at her during the break.
He deliberately handed over a bilingual menu.
She does have some real talent.
Jiang Zhiyue looked up.
The man did not move, and the rough newspaper obscured his expression.
Jiang Zhiyue reached out and poured a cup of tea, then took a sip.
Sheng Huaian leaned casually on the sofa and took his eyes away from the newspaper.
From his angle, he could only see the girl with her head slightly lowered. Her hair was thick and black, and her neck was so thin and fragile that it seemed like it would break if squeezed hard.
She sipped her tea slowly, without looking around.
Sheng Huaian simply put down the newspaper and looked meaningful.
"The Gu family taught you very well."
"Yes, I came to the Gu family when I was young and learned a lot of rules from Madam Gu and the housekeeper." Jiang Zhiyue said in a gentle voice without changing her expression.
The moment she looked into Sheng Huaian's eyes, she confirmed her guess that this man was suspicious of her and almost regarded her as a spy sent by the Gu family.
The mistresses in the upper class raise some beautiful girls, and when the girls grow up they become socialites. It is not surprising to see socialites appear in places of entertainment, and it is normal for Sheng Huaian to think so.
Jiang Zhiyue needs no explanation.
She said, "It's a pity that Young Master Sheng missed the public school's activities on the deserted island. This was a great training."
Sheng Huaian said meaningfully, "I didn't miss your training in the slums. You and Qin Si are in the same group. Does Bai Yanzhu know?"
"Miss Bai will know when we return." Jiang Zhiyue said neither humble nor arrogant.
"Do you have a grudge against Lin Xian'er?" the man asked casually. He picked up the porcelain cup on the table and fiddled with it in his hands. The cup turned a circle along his cool fingertips and then he placed it in front of Jiang Zhiyue.
There were three different kinds of tea on the table, served in exquisite high-end porcelain sets. Smoke was rising up, and each scent was different.
He looked into her eyes, very meaningfully.
Jiang Zhiyue gently picked up the teapot and poured out the light green tea. Her silky and smooth movements made people feel extremely comfortable.
Sheng Huaian asked her why she chose this pot, and she replied that Jinlu Pu'er can promote the metabolism of ethanol and is good for the liver. He had recently consumed too much alcohol.
Sheng Huaian picked up the porcelain cup, and his bright pupils shrank slightly.
"If you hadn't poured me such a strong drink and tried to make me drunk, I wouldn't have gotten hurt."
"I sincerely apologize to Young Master Sheng." She spoke slowly, her voice soft and gentle.
No wonder the public school forum revolves around her. Everyone wants to bully her, but they can't bear to do anything.
Sheng Huaian has now had some experience.
"I'm asking you a question. Do you have a grudge against Lin Xian'er?" He put his hand on the eaves of the sofa.
Jiang Zhiyue had no choice but to face the topic, there was no need to lie.
"I'm a special student, this is normal." She didn't hide it and said openly: "Ms. Lin and Mr. Chu are engaged. In physical education class, no one teamed up with me, so Mr. Chu helped me out."
"Just to help out?" The man clearly didn't believe it.
Jiang Zhiyue's expression became more frank and she nodded.
Sheng Huaian's Adam's apple rolled, and he said with interest, "If I were Jun Yue, I would help you out, too."
"Who made you so beautiful?"
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