Chapter 37 What does it mean?
The engagement between the Sheng and Shen families was nothing short of grand, with a dense swarm of reporters and flashbulbs stretching as far as the eye could see. The financial strength of both families was fully displayed in such a prosperous and dreamy venue.
The engagement venue seemed to be decorated according to Master Shen's preferences. Lavender wisteria stretched as far as the eye could see, with shells, corals, and giant trees swirling with fake butterflies and flowers. The hanging purple vines were hazy with lights, as hazy as a layer of pale purple gauze.
Petals are flying all over the sky and falling down one after another, as if they will never stop. The sea of flowers next to the spiral staircase is endless, and the warm and soft lights make this place dreamy.
This seems to be every boy's dream, but in Sheng Zhao's opinion, it is beautiful, but a little too dazzling. She took a look at it and sighed a few times, but she didn't have much sense of ritual and involvement as if "today is her engagement day".
She was a little tired and was in a daze, after all, she had been busy until very late last night.
The engagement was broadcast live. Old Mrs. Shen from the Shen family was also in attendance. Shen Jiaoye's poker face was even smiling. Everyone was dressed solemnly. The Sheng family had few members, so Sheng Cehan wore a high-end dark suit to represent the elders.
After all, the two giants of Shen Sheng were happily married, and they had to tell everyone anyway. The crackling sound of the reporters' flash lights made people a little irritating.
The huge dream venue seemed to have become a battleground for women's interests. Sheng Zhao and the old lady of the Shen family shook hands, both of them smiling, but their momentum was amazing.
The old lady of the Shen family has been working in the political arena for many years and holds an important position. She is not tall and is a little hunched, but she behaves elegantly and properly, with an impeccable smile on her face. Every wrinkle on her face contains the gift of time.
Her every move seemed to earn the Shen family special respect. Shen Jiaoye, who always held her head high, now lowered it in front of the old lady of the Shen family, respectfully, as if a little afraid of her.
"I'll leave our Mo Yi to you. I've seen that you two children get along well."
"I will definitely treat him well."
She smiled kindly and appropriately, but there was a meaningful smile in her cloudy eyes.
Even if what she said was a bit nonsense, Shen Moyi didn't like her, and she didn't like Shen Moyi either. The two of them had been at loggerheads since they were young.
However, the old lady of the Shen family has always been high and mighty and gave orders, and she doesn't care about the feelings of these two young people. After all, only interests are real.
Sheng Zhao was wearing a high-end white dress. The dress with dazzling jewels outlined her tall and beautiful figure. Under the light, she was so gorgeous that even Shen Moyi, who was standing beside her, was a little stunned.
She also smiled and interacted with the old lady of the Shen family. For a moment, the flash lights were focused on the two of them.
The old lady of the Shen family sighed slightly and looked at Sheng Zhao with satisfaction. "After all, a young man is a heroine. You have a bit of my youthful charm. Mo Yi is our spoiled child. He is a bit willful, but he is sensible. You must treat him well."
On this side, Sheng Zhao was chatting with the old lady of the Shen family, while on the other side, Shen Moyi was talking with Sheng Cehan, the elder of the Sheng family.
Sheng Cehan had an expressionless face, but his aura was fierce and oppressive, causing Shen Moyi to frown slightly.
He was also forced to get engaged unwillingly, so he couldn't stand Sheng Cehan's unwillingness to show any favor in such occasions. Shen Moyi snorted coldly, but no one noticed.
He was unhappy in his heart, and his expression was as cold as ice, like a trumpet creeper carved out of ice.
He stretched out his hand to shake hands with Sheng Cehan, gradually increasing the strength of his hand, but his eyes stared straight at Sheng Cehan with a look of protest and coldness.
But Sheng Cehan was not willing to be outdone. He increased the strength in his hands, but his expression remained calm, as indifferent and noble as ever, which made the spoiled young master a little unbearable and gasp.
But in such an important occasion, he couldn't show any other expression. He could only suppress the pain and slowly let go, enduring the pain and forcing a smile to Sheng Cehan.
"Zhao Zhao, I'll leave it to you."
Sheng Cehan spoke politely with an expressionless face, but his eyes were filled with strong emotions, which made people inexplicably feel a little scared.
Shen Moyi was also being polite. The pain from his hand being tightly gripped had not yet subsided, and he could only snort in his heart.
Dead face, doesn’t it hurt?
He is indeed a lowly person who has lived in the village since childhood.
Of course it hurts, but it’s not as painful as Sheng Cehan’s current suppressed pain.
Sheng Cehan almost didn't sleep all night.
He looked at Sheng Zhao over there with obsession, then restrained his gaze and continued to act like a dignified good brother. Under such extreme and torn emotions, he could not feel the pain in his hands at all, but his heart ached and he didn't know how to breathe.
Halfway through the engagement party, Sheng Zhao sneaked backstage.
She breathed a sigh of relief, took two sips of soda, turned around and saw Shen Moyi's cold phoenix eyes.
He was wearing a custom-made suit that perfectly outlined his smooth and tall figure. His shoulders and back were like pine, bamboo, jade and stone. The white suit had fine dark patterns, which made it look luxurious and exquisite. His handsome and cold face was now filled with the arrogance of someone who was going to accuse him of something.
"You sneaked away secretly, leaving my sister, mother and father alone to entertain."
Sheng Zhao picked up another can of Coke beside him and threw it into his hand. Shen Moyi's expression froze, and he hurriedly caught it. He was also a little embarrassed and angry because of his flustered behavior. He said in a hoarse voice, "What are you doing?!"
"Please spare me, young master. I just can't stand that venue."
Sheng Zhao looked up at him lazily, took another sip of Coke, and the cold bubbles boiled in his mouth, like ice cubes hitting the rim of the cup, bringing a refreshing coolness.
Shen Moyi didn't say anything afterwards. He sat with Sheng Zhao, fiddling with the Coke for a long time but couldn't open it. His face turned red, but he pursed his lips and said nothing, his brows furrowed.
Then Sheng Zhao snatched the Coke from his hand. Before the fussy young master could get angry, the can was opened with a "click" and handed back to him.
Shen Moyi was a little dazed, but still lowered his head and sipped his Coke.
Sheng Zhao hates crowds and banquets. She would rather lie on the sofa alone and process documents, with Li Ji's nagging voice in her ears while doing housework.
She had indeed been busy for a long time last night, so she was still a little tired. She was just beginning to daydream when Shen Moyi beside her suddenly spoke. His voice was hoarse and clear.
"I always thought my family doted on me and loved me dearly—but they clearly cared more about their own interests. I'll never forget the wild joy on my mom and dad's faces when I told them you agreed to the engagement."
"They clearly know that I hate you, and they clearly know that I'm still young and can meet more people..."
He seemed a little lost, his long eyelashes drooped, and he looked a little dazed.
Sheng Zhao suddenly said, "...Do you hate me?"
She seemed to have some doubts.
It turns out that not only she hates him, but he also hates her.
Just as he sighed like this, Shen Moyi suddenly pursed his lips, made no sound, lowered his eyes, and spoke softly after a long time——
"You're not that annoying, actually."
"Actually, I hate you too."
The two voices suddenly overlapped.
Shen Moyi's face suddenly turned red, he pursed his lips and turned his head away, whispering in a suppressed voice, "No, you are just annoying! I hate you!"
What a coincidence, I hate you too.
Sheng Zhao nodded.
Seeing that she seemed somewhat unmoved, Shen Moyi lowered his head and took a big gulp of Coke, but was stung by the carbonation and was speechless for a moment. The cold Coke in his mouth poured into his throat, bringing with it a fiery and stinging sensation, and went down his throat, feeling cool and refreshing - then his stomach felt cold, but his heart felt hot.
It was like ice cubes hitting the wall of a glass, the sound was crisp and clear, which made people feel strange.
Shen Moyi didn't know why, but seemed a little aggrieved.
His eyes were a little red and he sniffed to hide his expression.
Sheng Zhao paused and felt something was wrong, he turned his head and saw that he was crying, with his eyes downcast and tears falling without saying a word.
His tears were dripping, but he said nothing, only tears fell along his handsome face, and his fair and cold face was broken and clear under the tears.
"Don't cry, or you'll say I bullied you when we go out for a toast."
Sheng Zhao really couldn't handle a man's tears.
"You are bullying me!" His voice became louder, and he sobbed softly, "You hate me too. Everyone, everyone, everyone hates me. Wuu——"
First, there was a huge online violence. The photos were insulted, made into memes, and maliciously photoshopped and insulted.
Later, he was abandoned by his family. His family members who had always loved him changed their attitude in an instant. He realized that among his family members, the interests of the family members were the most worthy of love, not him.
He choked with sobs. The usually proud and arrogant young master was now in a state of disarray and broken. Sheng Zhao wanted to comfort her, so she swallowed the words, "Isn't this because you bullied Li Ji?"
She thought about it but couldn't think of any words of comfort, so she just shut up and drank her Coke.
The young master has sobbed enough.
Looking at Sheng Zhao with red eyes, he raised his eyes, his eyes were hazy.
"Sheng Zhao, you're actually not that annoying—"
His voice was slightly hoarse.
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Almost everyone watched the live broadcast of the engagement party, marveling at the wealth of the wealthy while praising the well-matched looks of the fiancée and husband.
The incident involving Shen Moyi had passed, and the Shen family had done some manipulation in the matter, so not many people associated the bully, Young Master Shen, with the noble young master, Shen Moyi.
Li Ji was only wearing pajamas, sitting on the sofa and watching the live broadcast with an expressionless face, smoking a cigarette.
The room was filled with smoke and the ashtray was full of cigarette butts.
His face could not be seen clearly in the rising smoke, but his deep eyes were like the dark sea, calm yet containing waves.
The man lay lazily on the sofa, his long legs crossed, with ambiguous red marks on his body. Under the smoke, his eyes were decadent and cold, with a dejected indifference.
It's so funny. She bit his Adam's apple until it bled last night.
But today I saw her arm in arm with someone else getting engaged.
Li Ji's fingertips gently stroked the marks on his neck, his eyes masochistically watching the two people smiling at each other on the live broadcast and the sweetness that everyone talked about.
When the night was quiet, this grand live broadcast came to an end. There was no light in the room, which was filled with smoke. He seemed to have drunk some wine and smoked some cigarettes. The air was filled with alcohol, and he looked decadent like a pool of mud.
When Sheng Zhao came back, she was a little uncomfortable with the smell. She frowned slightly and turned on the light.
In a moment, I saw Li Ji curled up on the sofa wearing only pajamas.
There were messy wine bottles and cigarette butts on the table. His hair was disheveled and his expression was confused and dazed because of the glare of the light. He looked up at her and slowly focused his gaze.
He looked up and sneered, the smell of alcohol was aggressive, and the cigarette between his fingertips was still emitting curls of smoke.
Sheng Zhao didn't understand why he was so decadent and corrupt. She probably wanted to blame him for not protecting his voice and instead smoking and drinking. Just as she was about to say something -
Then this gorgeous and thorny rose lowered its eyes and took a lazily sip of its cigarette, then raised its eyes, its Adam's apple sliding up and down, and it exhaled a puff of smoke on her face.
The smell of the smoke is not unpleasant, with the slightly bitter taste of nicotine and the unique aroma of men's cigarettes. The men's cigarettes have a popping bead texture, are slender and are held between the fingertips, with a bright eroticism.
Li Ji's voice was frighteningly hoarse and low, as if he hadn't spoken all day.
He asked, "Do you know what it means to blow cigarettes into a customer's face in a nightclub?"
Sheng Zhao felt that under the hazy moonlight, he looked frivolous and like a decadent rose, inexplicably attractive.
Sheng Zhao lowered his eyes slightly and shook his head.
She doesn't know.
As if he had expected it, Li Ji sneered, and then laughed dumbly. There was a low smile under the low ending tone. His eyes were passionate but dark like the abyss. He stared at Sheng Zhao's eyes with aggressiveness.
He said softly in silence.
"It means beg/fuck."
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