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Kapitel 20: Hate (3)

Redakteur: Atlas Studios

Rong Yan remembered seeing in a newspaper article in her previous life that Liancheng Yazhi had changed his fiancée within a year, from Song Rouran to her younger sister, Song Meiran. Oh, it seemed like there would be a clichéd show of sisters fighting over a man. She really anticipated it. However, it was clear she would have to leave Liancheng Yazhi's side before she could watch the Song sisters fight for the man.

At this thought, Rong Yan cupped her mouth and snickered. Her snickering was very soft, but sadly, her sugar daddy's hearing was extremely sensitive.

Liancheng Yazhi suddenly stopped and turned around, scolding her, "What are you being wishy-washy for? Catch up quickly."

Rong Yan hurriedly jogged forward. "Yes. I'm coming now. But please do not walk so quickly."

After entering the private room, Rong Yan slightly glanced around the room. Among those that were present, she had seen four out of five of them in financial magazines or in newspapers. They were all the top aristocrats in A City.

At the same time, there were women, each sitting beside the four men she had seen before. The only one that she hadn't seen before was sitting alone. Thinking about it, the man should be Su Yu, whom the document said had just returned from overseas.

After Liancheng Yazhi greeted the group, he introduced Rong Yan to them and ignored her from then on.

Amongst the sympathizing, despising or amused gazes from the group of young masters, Rong Yan naturally sat beside Su Yu.

Only after sitting so close to him did she catch a good glimpse of his features. This man was… really good looking.

Yes. He was good-looking. He was so good-looking that Rong Yan's mind went blank in that second, and she couldn't think of any adjectives that could describe how good-looking he was.

His skin was fair, and his eyes were slightly blue. He was mix-blooded and looked really similar to the male protagonist she had seen from a certain island-nation's comic. He looked like a person who walked out of a comic book.

He also had a pair of clear but deep and complicated eyes. Rong Yan's two lives' worth of experience told her that compared to Liancheng Yazhi, the man would not be easier to deal with.

After quickly sizing out her opponent, Rong Yan leaned forward and raised a wine glass. Her smile was sweet and innocent. "Mr. Su, I'm Lynn. Will you do me a favor?"

The other party didn't move and only tilted his head to look at her instead. There was a soft smile on his lips.

When the slightly dimmed lights entered his eyes, they sparkled brightly and colorfully.

He kept quiet as Rong Yan remained holding up the wine glass.

After a short stalemate, Miyin's boss, Feng Nongtang, laughed. "Sister Lynn, you don't propose a toast like that. Be sincere…"

He tapped the young girl beside him. "Baby, give Miss Lynn a demonstration."

The young girl, Lala, looked innocent and cute, but she had a strong character. She picked up a wine glass and took a sip, before pressing her lips against Feng Nongtang's lips. The two intertwined and had their tongues dance with each other. It was such an attraction!

After the kiss, Young Master Feng patted Lala's cheek, and he said, "Only something like this is called a toast…"

Rong Yan glanced at Liancheng Yazhi. He had an arm around Song Rouran. One of his hands was holding a wine glass while the other was hugging the beauty. He had a smile on his lips, looking like he was an outsider as he watched the scene unfold like the other people who were cheering for her were.

Rong Yan suddenly smiled as the urge to cry swelled within her. Her heart was a little tight. She should have understood it long ago. Why did she have hope?

Liancheng Yazhi had already thrown her out, so there wouldn't be any matters of cheating. Why was she hoping for him to say something? When they came in earlier, he didn't even say who she was.

If she was meant to be treated as a gift and was pushed here and there, she hoped she could choose her next sugar daddy who doesn't look disgusting to the point she wouldn't be able to eat.

This pretty young master in front of him was hard to deal with, but… she wasn't even afraid of Liancheng Yazhi. Why would she be afraid of this man?


Kapitel 21: Hate (4)

Redakteur: Atlas Studios

This pretty young master in front of him was hard to deal with, but… she wasn't even afraid of Liancheng Yazhi. Why would she be afraid of this man?

At this point, she should put on a seductive act already. Rong Yan bit her red lips, and with a slight hesitation playing on her lips, she said, "Then… Young Master Su has no right to say that I'd molested you later."

Su Yu raised an eyebrow as he put down his wine glass. He leaned back against the sofa as a casual smirk appeared on his lips. It was as if he was asking her if she would dare to do it.

Rong Yan grabbed her slightly sweaty fingers as she suppressed her nervousness and silently cheered herself on.

With that, Rong Yan looked up and exposed her slender and fair neck. She took a sip of red wine before she grabbed Su Yu's neck and pressed her lips against his.

One thing that made Rong Yan relax was that Su Yu didn't resist.

The two only had their lips pressed against each other at first. But in the next, she passed the slightly chilled wine slowly into Su Yu's mouth.

Without them knowing who took the initiative, the kiss grew more and more intense. In the end, their simple kiss morphed into a French kiss which looked rather extraordinary, enticing, and even intimate.

The atmosphere within the room rose to its peak while everyone around them cried out with weird sounds.

Liancheng Yazhi was smiling as he held on to the wine glass. His smile was deep, with the ends of his lips curled up and his eyes narrowed to a slit. It seemed as if he was in a pleasant mood.

Song Rouran silently glanced at him. Seeing him like this, she let out a silent sigh of relief.

After the long kiss, Rong Yan had fallen limp in Su Yu's arms. She looked so weak and coy, like a golden canary that had been caught by a hunter, making others love and sympathize with her.

Because of the alcohol, her fair skin flushed in a pretty peach color. Her red lips were slightly open, and her breathing hitched up. Her eyes were red, looking a little dazed. With all of those, she looked slightly naive, unlike what she usually looked like.

This scene made many held onto their breaths after seeing it. After all, everyone wants to take a few more glances at beautiful things.

Everyone had the same question in their minds. She was such a good thing, but Young Master Ya let her come out. This really made their hearts inch uncomfortably. If they had such a pretty little thing, they would properly hide her.

Su Yu leaned down to place a kiss at Rong Yan's ear, muttering softly, "You acting like this would only make everyone have the same thoughts, including… me!"

Hearing the coarse words leave Su Yu's mouth, Rong Yan froze for a second and her cheeks flushed even more. As she panted heavily, her heart finally relaxed. It was fortunate that this man had some thoughts for her at the moment.

Since she had survived up to that point, she went all out and hugged Su Yu's neck. As she slightly brushed her red lips against Su Yu's cheeks, she used a different type of charm in her slightly hoarse voice to say, "Master Su is annoying. You're not acting refined at all. You're making me suspect if you're the same person as the one I'd seen when I first came in."

Su Yu grabbed Rong Yan's chin and stared into her eyes. "Then tell me. Am I the same person?"

Suddenly, Su Yu asked, "What is your real name?"

Rong Yan hesitated. "This doesn't seem convenient."

Something chilly suddenly enveloped Rong Yan's ring finger, and as she looked down, it was a green jade ring. However, it was clear the sizing was wrong. It might still be loose if she were to wear it on her thumb.

However, all of that was not important.

Rong Yan's eyes instantly lit up. The color of this ring looked so good, and it had a chilly feeling to it, too. It was definitely expensive. She had gained during this drinking event that night.

As a person head over heels for money, Rong Yan only recognized money. That was why she happily hugged Su Yu's waist and giggled as she said, "Rong Yan. The Rong from appearance and Yan from appearance. [1. One way of saying appearance in Chinese is 'Rong Yan.] Master Su, please don't forget it… Remember to find me again next time."


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