Bullying me, right?
Guan Shanyue lowered his head, stirring with his fingers, without saying a word.
Fan Ping was extremely proud. He turned around and saw his sister sitting on the sofa next to him, staring at him eagerly. He grinned and waved to her, asking her to come over. He pointed at Guan Shanyue's skirt and asked, "Xiao An, you are familiar with luxury goods. Take a look. How much is this skirt worth?"
Xiao An looked at Guan Shanyue, then at Fan Ping, and tried to be as straightforward as possible, but the sour tone in his voice was hard to hide. "This dress seems to cost over three million. I'm not sure exactly how much it cost. I haven't been thinking about buying it recently, so I didn't pay attention. But this lady is very lucky to be wearing it now."
Fan Ping was very satisfied, his expression arrogant. His eyes slowly dropped from the necklace on Guan Shanyue's neck to her skirt. "Since Miss Guan's family is so poor, and she slept with someone, she traded her body for this skirt." He leaned closer to Guan Shanyue, not hiding the lewdness in his eyes. "Then, stay with me for a few nights, and I'll buy you one too, so you can be more blessed."
A man passing by whistled at Fan Ping: "Mr. Fan, you are so generous! So romantic."
The people sitting on the sofa next to them were attracted by the sound and all looked over here.
The lights at the party were dim. A man approached in an obscene manner, holding a wine glass and showing a confident smile. The beautiful girl was forced to shrink aside, feeling hesitant and fragile, like a rose covered in dew in the morning.
The man was a familiar face. He was Fan Ping, the one who often bullied girls by relying on his status as the heir of Ucom Group.
The onlookers were not surprised and turned their attention to Guan Shanyue on the other side.
"Isn't this Yuan Wangshu? How dare Fan Ping bully her?"
"Look carefully, this is not Yuan Wangshu! Did your contact lenses fall out? You can't even see it right."
The girls at the bar were whispering.
"Isn't this girl the little stand-in that Shao Zizhuo found? Why is she being played by Fan Ping now?"
"It's almost like she got a substitute, but Shao Zizhuo didn't even follow her. He doesn't even look like he cares. If she really is Yuan Wangshu's substitute, if Shao Zizhuo had paid more attention, Fan Ping would have the audacity to treat her like this. Isn't she afraid of being beaten to death by Shao Zizhuo?"
"Who cares if she's a body double or not? This girl is pretty. Since Fan Ping can handle her, I want to have some fun with her too."
The second generation dressed in suits looked towards the center of the farce with amusement, and openly announced their thoughts to everyone.
upstairs.
Two men were leaning on the third-floor suspended terrace.
"It's fine if you brought the girl here to suffer a little injustice, but now she's been bullied like this, and you don't go down to help?" The man in the white suit looked at the person beside him with amusement.
The third floor was not an open area for the cocktail party, and the lighting was dim. The wine glass in Shao Zizhuo's hand was swaying, and the bright red light was hanging on the wall. He looked down at the person who had become the center of everyone's sight, his gloomy expression hidden in the light.
Seeing the people around him staring at the downstairs in silence, Lin Fu turned his head, wanting to laugh but not daring to: "You still keep this girl around even though she looks like this? Why are you so obsessed with Sister Yuan?"
Shao Zizhuo came back to his senses and smiled: "Go to hell." He put away his smile and drank the wine in the glass. "Her family went bankrupt."
Lin Fu finally couldn't hold back his laughter and said sarcastically, "Boss Shao, didn't you say that those who pity the weak are fools? What are you doing now?"
"The family went bankrupt and owed debts, and he grew up like this..." Before Shao Zizhuo finished his words, Lin Fu understood instantly. He looked downstairs silently and stopped teasing.
In the hall downstairs, under the gazes of people, whether kind or malicious, Guan Shanyue raised his hand.
Her slender fingers make me feel pity for her.
She swung her hand back and then swung it forward with all her strength.
"Pa", a bright red palm print appeared on Fan Ping's face.
The onlookers fell silent, and Fan Ping also fell silent. He stared blankly at Guan Shanyue in front of him, feeling a burning pain on his cheek.
Guan Shanyue quickly raised her hand and slapped him on the other side of the face.
The world is quieter.
Guan Shanyue pushed Fan Ping, who hadn't reacted yet, away and stood in an open area not far away. She looked down at Fan Ping and said, "Fan Ping, my family is poor. I've never worn such an expensive dress, but I don't steal or rob, and I don't cheat or exploit workers. Every penny I make is earned by myself."
"I'm wearing this dress because the reception has a dress code. It's kind of lent to me." She tugged at it, and the hem shimmered in the light, a multi-colored sheen. "But wearing this dress doesn't make me feel superior. Without it, I could have come in wearing ordinary clothes, and I wouldn't have felt inferior."
She chuckled, "Also, I'm not planning on getting into the funeral industry for now. I can't tell you how much it costs per night. If you're in a hurry, I suggest you find someone else. But generally, the person lying down doesn't have the final say on this matter."
Some of the people watching the fun burst out laughing, and the crowd became noisy again, laughing and watching the farce.
Fan Ping was savoring the last sentence, and the ridicule came to him like snowflakes. He finally came to his senses and shouted belatedly, his voice changing: "You dare to hit me! And curse me!" He pounced on the heroine, trying to tear her apart.
Fan An stood up and opened her arms to block her brother's way. She began to blame herself in her heart for having to pick on this girl: "Brother, calm down!"
Guan Shanyue dodged, trying to avoid being caught by Fan Ping, and discussed with the system: "Whether it's a physical slap in the face or the slap in the face you mentioned, I've already completed it. Now this guy has broken through his defense and wants to hit me. This is not my problem. Find a way to help me."
System: "Sorry, host, I don't have this function."
"Then find a way to call Shao Zizhuo over!"
There was no response from the system.
"How could you fail at the critical moment!!!" Guan Shanyue was speechless, using the sofa as a cover, dodging left and right.
Fan Ping stepped onto the sofa, shook off his sister's hand, and pounced on Guan Shanyue, who was hiding behind the sofa. He pressed her down on the sofa next to him, clenched his big fist, and raised it. The light cast the shadow of his fist on Guan Shanyue's face.
Guan Shanyue closed his eyes in despair.
After a few long seconds, the expected punches and kicks did not arrive as expected, and the restraint on the shoulder also disappeared completely.
Guan Shanyue quietly opened her eyes.
Fan Ping's fist stopped in mid-air, his wrist was grabbed by someone, and he looked at the person in surprise.
Shao Zizhuo is here.
Guan Shanyue breathed a sigh of relief.
More and more people gathered around, and the voices of discussion were suppressed by the music. Occasionally, a few words were heard, which seemed to be discussing how much Guan Shanyue was worthy of Shao Zizhuo.
The two people in the public eye stared at each other silently. After a moment, the veins on Fan Ping's hands gradually subsided. He turned his eyes away and looked down at Guan Shanyue, whose hair was disheveled on the sofa. He snorted coldly and stood aside in dissatisfaction.
The light shone directly on Guan Shanyue, and she squinted subconsciously.
Shao Zizhuo stood there with his arms folded, in the same direction as the light, his eyes falling lightly on Guan Shanyue.
Guan Shanyue's heart trembled, and she quickly sat up straight, smoothing the hair that had been scattered by the friction just now, making herself look more decent.
It was her first fight and she felt a little guilty, but she immediately thought that if she didn't do the job she would be electrocuted again, and she hadn't done anything against her conscience. It was the other party who bullied her first, so why should she feel guilty!
Guan Shanyue immediately straightened his back, like a victorious rooster, and walked proudly to stand beside Shao Zizhuo.
Fan Ping, who was being held by his sister, was furious when he saw Guan Shanyue's expression. He snorted and said, "This fox is relying on the power of the tiger to bully others!"
Shao Zizhuo frowned slightly.
Fan An stepped on him hard, feeling anxious and angry, almost crying with shame, but he still had to smile and step forward: "Boss Shao, my brother drank a little today and was a little rude. Please don't take it to heart. We will come to your house to apologize someday."
Fan Ping followed reluctantly: "Mr. Shao, I'm sorry, I've had too much to drink."
Fan An took a deep breath and turned to Guan Shanyue, who was standing upright next to Shao Zizhuo. He said with a mixture of jealousy and envy, "Miss Guan, I apologize to you on behalf of my brother. He's just like that. He may say harsh things, but he doesn't mean anything bad. It's not what you think."
Guan Shanyue was speechless. Maybe I was being too sensitive? Maybe I was making a big deal out of nothing?
She was about to retort when she heard a chuckle and the man, who had been silent for a long time, said, "You two, that's not necessary." The next second, her wrist was grabbed and she was taken away from the scene.
Before she could savor the joy of victory, the person in front of her took too big a stride. Guan Shanyue's hand was grasped forcefully, and she trotted after him in her high heels in an awkward manner: "Shao Zizhuo, can you walk slower? You're hurting me!"
The person in front of him paused, and Guan Shanyue didn't stop and bumped into his back, hurting the tip of his nose. His hands were also released, and the pain was transmitted from two parts of his body to his cerebral cortex. Guan Shanyue was stunned, not knowing whether to rub his hands or the tip of his nose.
Shao Zizhuo suddenly turned around, staring into Guan Shanyue's eyes, and approached step by step, forcing Guan Shanyue to retreat step by step. Her back hit the wall, making a dull sound. She took a moment to think that her back still seemed to hurt a little, and she should rub her back first.
But the next second, she couldn't laugh anymore.
Shao Zizhuo's dark eyes were filled with temptation towards her. He pressed his left hand against the wall, completely blocking Guan Shanyue's path. "What do you think about what happened today?"
Guan Shanyue's mind raced, and he frowned, questioning doubtfully, "What else can I think? He bullied and insulted me for no apparent reason. Am I some kind of soft persimmon? Can't I even talk back?"
The current spread again, and the system sound formed a narration in my mind: "Please pay attention to the character setting."
Today, she narrowly completed the system's task. Before she could even feel two minutes of joy, she was struck by the system's shock. Guan Shanyue's heart was filled with exhaustion from work and the grievance of being bullied by her colleagues. Her tone tinged with tears, even though she wasn't aware of them. She pointed at her nose and said, "Just because I'm poor, just because I'm by your side, I should be targeted and humiliated. What kind of logic is this?"
The girl in front of him turned her head away and didn't look at him. The tip of her nose was red, and there were red marks on her wrists where he had just pulled them, but her eyes were stubborn and unconvinced.
He brought the person here, hoping to use it to stop the people from wanting to marry him, but everything was too coincidental, so coincidental that it seemed as if someone had planned it in advance, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious.
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