"Shen Meiyan, you're going to marry Lin Shihao?!" Song Shiyao's voice trembled slightly, clearly she was very anxious about the answer to this question.
Upon hearing the question, Shen Meiyan was taken aback at first, then realized what she meant and laughed even more smugly. "Yes, so what? Is there a problem?" She deliberately drew out her words, her tone full of provocation and sarcasm.
Song Shiyao's heart sank to the bottom. She never expected that Shen Meiyan would actually marry Lin Shihao. Lin Shihao was the object of her secret crush. Although she had never dared to confess, deep down she had always hoped that one day she could be with him. However, now, that wish seemed to be shattered.
"How...how could you do this?" Song Shiyao's voice choked with sobs. "How could you take it from me?!"
Shen Meiyan sneered, "Steal? You think too highly of yourself. My relationship with Lin Shihao was arranged by both our parents. We have their blessings and are together openly and legitimately. What makes you think you can compete with me?"
Song Shiyao trembled with rage, feeling her dignity had been utterly insulted. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "Shen Meiyan, don't go too far. Lin Shihao is the man I love, and I won't let you succeed!"
"Oh? What do you want?" Shen Meiyan laughed dismissively. "If you think you can win, then bring it on! Otherwise, we'll send you an invitation to our wedding soon, and we'll expect you to bring a generous gift!"
"Shen Meiyan, just you wait! I won't let you succeed!" Song Shiyao angrily hung up the phone, then leaned against the wall, tears streaming down her face.
When Lin Shih-hao received Shen Mei-yan's call, he was drinking with several voluptuous young models in a corner of a bar. Under the dim lighting, their laughter and conversation rose and fell, creating a carefree and lively atmosphere. Lin Shih-hao leaned back on the soft sofa, his eyes revealing a hint of unruliness and frivolity.
Seeing that the caller ID showed Shen Meiyan, he raised an eyebrow in surprise. This woman rarely contacted him first, so why was she calling him tonight? He answered the phone lazily, his voice tinged with a hint of drunkenness and nonchalance.
"Hey? Miss Shen, you're calling me so late, is it because you miss me?" he said teasingly, while gesturing to the model next to him to pour him another glass of wine.
Hearing his voice and the surrounding noise on the other end of the phone, Shen Meiyan felt a surge of revulsion. She frowned, trying to remain calm, and asked coldly, "Where are you?"
"I'm out drinking, what? Are you coming to keep me company?" Lin Shih-hao replied with a grin, completely unconcerned about Shen Mei-yan's changing mood. As he spoke, he handed the model a glass of wine, asking her to pour him some.
"Also?" Shen Meiyan keenly caught the word and a sense of foreboding welled up in her heart. "You should already have someone drinking with you, right? I won't make a difference." She tried her best to make her voice sound calm and even.
"Yes, Miss Shen is quite perceptive." Lin Shih-hao seemed unconcerned about Shen Mei-yan's feelings, and continued with a grin, "But I don't mind having you too. After all, none of them compare to you in my heart." His words carried a hint of ambiguity and flirtation.
Shen Meiyan felt a wave of nausea wash over her. She hadn't expected Lin Shihao to say such a thing; his shamelessness and hypocrisy disgusted her. She frowned and said unhappily, "Disgusting."
"Miss Shen, I can't bear to hear such disgusting words," Lin Shihao replied with a still-joking smile. "Actually, we both know very well, just like I told you on the way home that day, we're the same kind of people. Marrying anyone is the same as getting married; it's just to appease our families. I can ignore you, and you shouldn't ignore me either. Isn't it good enough for everyone to maintain a facade of peace?" His tone was full of indifference. Lin Shihao swirled the wine glass in his hand, looking at the model beside him with a playful gaze. The model immediately understood and sat down next to him. Lin Shihao handed her the wine glass and then pulled her directly into his arms.
"Young Master Lin, what are you doing!"
Shen Meiyan then heard a series of flirtatious words, and she unconsciously gripped her phone tighter. She knew that Lin Shihao was deliberately trying to embarrass her.
"Have you made enough of a scene?" Shen Meiyan's voice was cold, like the north wind in the dead of winter, piercing and merciless. Her words revealed extreme dissatisfaction and disappointment with Lin Shihao.
When Lin Shih-hao heard Shen Mei-yan's question, he maintained his playful attitude. "How could it be a joke? This is just my daily life!" He shrugged, looking indifferent. "I've always lived this kind of life, and I like it very much. Even after we get married, it will still be like this. Of course, as I said, you can too, as long as we appear as a loving couple on important occasions."
Shen Meiyan sneered inwardly upon hearing Lin Shihao's words. She had finally seen through this man's true colors; he was a selfish and self-serving person. "What's your relationship with Song Shiyao?" she asked directly, suppressing her disgust. She wanted to know if there was any unspeakable secret between Lin Shihao and Song Shiyao.
"Song Shiyao?" Lin Shihao frowned, pondering the name in his mind. After a long while, he said, "Who is this person? I don't know her." His tone revealed a sense of bewilderment and incomprehension, as if Song Shiyao meant nothing to him.
Shen Meiyan was stunned, completely unexpected that Lin Shihao had no recollection of her at all. After all, Song Shiyao had posted photos of the Lin family's birthday banquet on her WeChat Moments. She had assumed that Lin Shihao would at least know something about Song Shiyao, but she was surprised that he didn't recognize her at all.
"What's wrong?" Lin Shih-hao said casually. "Why are you asking this?" He didn't seem to care about Shen Mei-yan's question and maintained his relaxed attitude.
"Nothing much. Just asking out of curiosity." Shen Meiyan's face was full of smug smiles. "It's best if you don't know her." She secretly rejoiced that Lin Shihao didn't know Song Shiyao, otherwise her plan would probably have fallen through.
"I'm only interested in beautiful women. If I don't know them, it means the person you're talking about has never caught my eye," Lin Shih-hao said sarcastically. "If it were a beauty like you, I'd definitely remember her."
"Alright, I got it." Shen Meiyan's tone softened a bit.
"Judging from your tone, you seem quite pleased that I don't know her?" Lin Shih-hao smirked. "What? Did she bully you? Do you need your fiancé, her husband, to step in and get justice for you?!"
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