Chapter 39: The Mistress
This was the first time he and Li Ji met since high school.
The man lowered his eyes and stirred the coffee in the cup, then raised his eyes nonchalantly to look at Shen Moyi, who looked indifferent and superior.
Li Ji chuckled, then slowly leaned back on the sofa in the coffee shop's private room with a half-smile on his face. Even though he was being looked down upon, he was extremely arrogant.
Shen Moyi paused, a complex expression appeared on his cold face, and finally he frowned.
He couldn't immediately process the transformation from a cold and aloof boy who was bullied in his childhood to his current arrogant and nonchalant self.
It was clearly Shen Moyi from high school who walked past Li Ji with a small group surrounding him. The patient and self-deprecating boy was being laughed at and bullied, and everyone was mocking him.
"Hahaha, look at him, why is he pretending?"
"Hey, how much is your dad per night?"
"Why isn't he talking? Hey, say something, Mr. Li."
…
Such harsh mocking voice only made the disheveled young man tremble with his head down, lowering his eyes and clenching his fists tightly.
Shen Moyi, who was passing by surrounded by a small group, felt disgusted by the dirty words. He looked down on him with disdain and coldness.
Their eyes met - one was indifferent and arrogant, the other was forbearing and complex.
But the situation is different now.
Li Ji could even slightly raise the corners of his lips, and calmly raised his eyes waiting for Shen Moyi's next words. His fingers were long and slender with blue veins, cold white and slender, and they were crossed together and supported on his chin.
The corners of her lips were slightly raised, as if she was looking forward to his next words.
For some reason, he seemed a little different from what he looked like on TV. His expression was charming and indifferent, with an elusive aura and temptation.
Shen Moyi didn't say any nonsense and just put down a stack of photos.
Li Ji paused, picked up the photo and looked at it. He looked at it casually and indifferently, as if he didn't care about his nude photos and the erotic photos of himself in bed with others.
"...Li Ji, you are such a jerk."
Shen Moyi stubbornly believed that he had seduced his girlfriend in high school, and now it was certain and there was solid evidence that he had seduced his fiancée Sheng Zhao.
He just felt sick, disgust churning in his stomach.
Sheng Zhao, that idiot, was played around by such a man.
"...Thanks for the compliment."
His voice was hoarse, the ends of his eyebrows were slightly raised, the corners of his lips were raised, and his expression was mocking.
Li Ji's voice was probably hoarse and deep because he smoked a lot of cigarettes. He had previously been able to perform in nightclubs with this hoarse and seductive voice.
The inky black hair was slightly messy because of the breeze blowing through the open window, and the man's almost perfect profile was hidden in the darkness of the other half.
Teasing, provocative, and funny.
"You seduced my girlfriend in high school, and now you're sleeping with my fiancée... I really don't understand how a bitch like you can get away with it."
Shen Moyi was not afraid of him either, he just frowned in disgust. His voice was light, and the arrogant temperament of aristocratic family was fully displayed in him. He was arrogant, cold and elegant. He even sipped his coffee, his eyes sparkling, and his every word and action was like a painting.
Even though she was just a fake fiancée for the purpose of transaction, Shen Moyi stubbornly believed that Sheng Zhao was his.
Sheng Zhao is his.
Sheng Zhao is his.
The endless love and favor she enjoyed was fake. As a man of the Shen family, she could only be married off as a sacrifice and didn't even get much property. He seemed to be doing well, but how much did he actually have in his hands?
At least, the scenery given by Sheng Zhao is real.
He just wanted to hold on to Sheng Zhao tightly.
"Your career is steadily improving. Publishing these photos won't do you any good. Just ask for how much money you want and get out of Sheng Zhao's life as soon as possible."
Shen Moyi put down the coffee cup with his slender fingertips and looked up at Li Ji.
"Hmm...why?"
Li Ji slowly lowered his head and pushed away the coffee cup on the table, his tone elongated and slightly sarcastic.
He doesn't like coffee.
And why should a mistress who has done what she does by her own ability leave?
"brazen."
Anger appeared on Shen Moyi's face.
When he was a high school student, he just thought that Li Ji was shameless and despicable, and deliberately seduced his girlfriend. Now he sees that he is not only despicable but also shameless, and he is so confident in being a mistress.
"What about releasing the photos? There was no evidence that you seduced my girlfriend in high school, but now there are photos—" Shen Moyi paused, his voice cold and mocking, "I'm afraid you're going to give birth to an illegitimate child."
"Thank you for your blessing."
Li Ji raised the corners of his lips in pleasure.
“Bang!”
"You are so shameless!"
Shen Moyi suddenly stood up and slapped Li Ji in the face. The crisp sound was particularly loud in the box.
Li Ji was hit and turned his face to the side. He was stunned for a moment. The pain on his face spread like a flame and burned his entire face.
Shen Moyi gasped for breath, rarely losing his arrogant attitude. He was so angry that he lowered his head and gasped, "You have a father who gave birth to you but not a father who raised you?! How can you be so cheap?! I'm Sheng Zhao's fiancée!"
"right."
Li Ji's expression was indifferent. Even though his face was quickly becoming red and swollen, he stood up and moved closer to Shen Moyi's face, looking at him with hostility and indifference.
"I was born without a father, and I'm a born slut. So what if you're her fiancé? I'm the one who slept with her, and I'm the one who lives with her. Who do you think you are now?"
"You believed I was seducing your girlfriend back then, and now I'm actually seducing your fiancée. It's no use for you to bully me like that."
He scoffed and chuckled softly, staring into Shen Moyi's eyes, his voice tinged with laughter, "I will also disturb your family in the future... At least while I'm alive, I will try my best to seduce Sheng Zhao."
"As for the illegitimate child you mentioned, just consider it as your blessing to me."
"you!"
"Goodbye."
Li Ji put on his mask and sunglasses and turned to walk out of the private room. When he reached the door, he turned back and sneered.
"Did you record the conversation just now? Remember to send me a copy of the sex photos, too."
"Your sister promised to compensate me and make me famous. Sheng Zhao also wasted so much energy on me. If Sheng Zhao and your sister want to settle the score with you, I won't care."
"You can send out those things at will, and I'll consider it as you helping me and Sheng Zhao to make it official."
Li Ji raised the corners of his lips maliciously, sneered, and revealed his sharp canine teeth.
Only Shen Moyi was left standing there, panting angrily, "Bitch, bitch, bitch——"
If he really wanted to spread these things, Shen Moyi would not dare to do so at this critical moment.
Sheng Zhao regarded him as a rising star, and his sister was also very worried about him. If he tried to do anything else, he would only be counterattacked.
...We can only wait for the opportunity in the future.
But he didn't expect Li Ji to be so shameless, without any sense of shame, dissolute and mean, without a trace of guilt, and could still say those words with a smile.
She is indeed a born bitch!
Little did he know that Li Ji’s failure to slap him back was his greatest guilt as a mistress.
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"I asked you to pick me up, and this is how you picked me up?"
Li Ji looked at Duan Jingrui sitting on the motorcycle with an expressionless face.
Duan Jingrui, who has matured physically after entering university, has an excellent figure. Although he looks like a childish boy, the motorcycle suit adds a touch of sexiness.
Duan Jingrui took off his helmet, revealing his flamboyant and arrogant red hair, and said in a dissatisfied voice.
"Didn't you ask me to pick you up? Can't a motorcycle seat people? And I'm your assistant, not a slave. Asking me to pick you up during off-duty hours is really too much."
Li Ji pursed his lips, his aura was cold and oppressive, and he was obviously extremely unhappy.
This cafe has always been a favorite of celebrities and internet celebrities. There are many paparazzi here, and there are even paparazzi disguised as taxi drivers, just waiting for gossip and scandals.
So Li Ji rarely asked Duan Jingrui to call a car to pick him up——
Not a motorcycle.
"Hurry up and get on the car. You've never ridden a motorcycle before."
The buzzing roar and the boy's chattering voice were annoying. He leaned on the motorcycle with his hands in his pockets, looking a little smug.
"Let me tell you, I'm pretty good at racing."
“…Tsk.”
Li Ji had a blank expression on his face. He tutted impatiently and called Sheng Zhao directly. Before the call was even finished, Duan Jingrui called out hurriedly, "Alright, alright, I'll call a taxi for you. Don't call Sister Sheng!"
Duan Ming really didn't expect that his silly brother's urgent matter meant that the two of them couldn't find a car and asked her to pick them up.
She put aside her work to pick up the silly boy, then sighed and let the two of them get in the car.
Duan Jingrui sat in the passenger seat, clinging to the window and looking at the motorcycle parked in the parking space. "Sister, do you think the motorcycle will be stolen?"
"It's better to steal it."
Duan Ming was driving, unable to complain.
"It's all Li Ji's fault if he stole it! He's the one who didn't let me take him on the motorcycle."
Duan Jingrui spoke with his teeth gnashing, looking extremely ferocious.
Li Ji ignored him and just looked out the window with his cheeks red and swollen. He didn't take off his mask because of the heat.
Duan Ming didn't like such a materialistic and opportunistic man, so he ignored Li Ji and continued to chat with Duan Jingrui.
When they arrived at the villa where Sheng Zhao and Li Ji lived, Duan Ming got out of the car and opened the door for Duan Jingrui. Duan Jingrui walked into the house excitedly to see if Sheng Zhao was there. Seeing that Duan Jingrui had already entered the house, Duan Ming glanced at Li Ji and spoke.
"People like you won't stay with Sheng Zhao for long. Take the money and leave as soon as possible. She has done her best to praise you to this extent."
"You don't deserve her."
Duan Ming spoke calmly, with a natural arrogance, then returned to the car and left without waiting for Li Ji to say a word, obviously not wanting to hear what he had to say.
Li Ji stood at the door of the villa, watching the departing car, pursed his lips, and actually didn't plan to say anything.
He definitely doesn't deserve it.
Who is he and who is Sheng Zhao?
But he became the mistress based on his own ability, so why should he leave just because of a few words from these people?
Sheng Zhao saved him from this mess.
Before meeting Sheng Zhao, Li Ji never thought that his life could be better.
Not at all.
He has always been a lowly thing in this world. His life is already bad enough. He is a cousin who is laughed at by others, with a miserable experience and education. Only his decent face has not completely put him into despair.
If I had met Sheng Zhao earlier, would I have experienced the feeling of being loved earlier?
Although Li Ji felt that she didn't love him that much, it was just his wishful thinking.
But Li Ji stubbornly believed that this was love.
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