Hearing Sao Zha’s voice, Mo Shu subconsciously glanced around.
As expected, after scanning the crowd, she noticed a tall figure being ushered over.
Yu Siqiao’s face was cold as he walked in their direction.
Mo Shu had anticipated this and, with a slight curl of her lips, took a sip of the drink in her hand. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel⚑fire.net
It had to be said that Yu Siqiao’s appearance was a real eye-catcher.
Tall with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his legs were long and powerful, not to mention his face—with its aggressive features, it exuded a wild, untamed aura like that of a defiant leopard.
Especially those eyes. When they gazed at you, you could scarcely discern his thoughts. The most tangible feeling was unease.
Yu Siqiao had a strong presence, so much so that Gu Wenjuan, who had been looking down, also noticed him. Lifting her head and seeing him made her heart race a little faster. A joyful smile appeared on her face as she said, "Young Master Yu."
Yu Siqiao only then realized her presence, his brows furrowing tightly, "You actually came? In a place , what are you doing here?"
Gu Wenjuan felt somewhat nervous, clutching the hem of her dress, her face reddening as she said, "I just came to look. I really love design..."
Yu Siqiao’s brows furrowed even deeper, and he let out a cold laugh, "Foolish. No matter how much you like it, is this a place you should be at? Do you have protection? You dare to come? One day you’ll get eaten without even realizing it. Has your brain slipped down to your tail or something?"
This was the first time Gu Wenjuan had been scolded by him. She couldn’t help but lower her head, her eyes reddening, and whispered while pinching her dress, "This is... the highest temple for designers, I... also wanted to broaden my horizons..."
Seeing her , Yu Siqiao grew somewhat impatient and glanced away, saying, "Broaden your horizons? Just don’t get conned and sold off while counting the money for someone else."
Then his gaze shifted to Mo Shu, his expression unfriendly, "Last time you pushed her into the water, I tentatively believed you were joking with her. Now you bring her to a place , what is your intention?"
Mo Shu’s eyes darkened upon being asked, and she slightly curled her lips without speaking.
"Young Master Yu," Meng Yunjing stepped forward, blocking Mo Shu, and said with a smile, "This is too much."
Yu Siqiao’s face turned dark instantly, "I am speaking to my fiancée; who are you?"
Meng Yunjing kept on smiling, "I am her partner. How could I stand by and watch you falsely accuse her?"
Yu Siqiao had only wanted a response from Mo Shu, but hearing Meng Yunjing defend her in such a manner, a fire blazed irrationally within him, burning away much of his reason. "I haven’t even said anything, and you’re so protective. Partner? Is it a business partner, or some other relation?"
Despite being Meng Yunjing, his smile began to falter at this moment, "Young Master Yu, Shushu is your fiancée, carrying your child. What other kind of relationship would you have us be?"
"You know she’s carrying my child!" Yu Siqiao shouted, "Then you should stay away from her!"
Meng Yunjing’s expression turned cold, "I’m afraid I must decline. She is my partner for tonight, later we are going to dance together."
Yu Siqiao was seething with rage, and turned to Mo Shu, bellowing, "And you’re going to dance with him?"
Mo Shu passed her glass to Ji Nan who was beside her and said softly, "Didn’t you hear? Tonight, I am his female partner; naturally, I am going to dance with him."