Handsome B moved as if a ferocious flood were chasing him from behind, his long legs carrying him quickly to Ye Shu’s side.
He gently bumped into Ye Shu and, touching his nose, complained, "Little Village Flower, you really are a waste of beauty, just casually tossing me, such an excellent specimen, to..."
Before Handsome B could finish, a pair of large hands reached across and pulled Ye Shu entirely into an embrace.
The petite Ye Shu was thus embedded in Demon King Sheng’s body.
Boss Sheng’s sharp gaze stared down Handsome B, silently asserting his dominance.
Every nerve in Ye Shu’s body tensed as she raised her eyes to her Mr. Sheng.
At that moment, Mr. Sheng’s face was clouded over, as if thunder and lightning could strike at any moment.
Handsome B frowned and stood casually in front of Sheng Shaochen with his hands in his pockets, showing no intention of backing down, the beautiful peach blossom eyes meeting Sheng Shaochen’s gaze head-on.
In the moment their eyes met, it was as if currents of electricity were forcibly interweaving through the air.
The surrounding air seemed scorched, filled with the silent smell of gunpowder.
The camera flashes flickered silently, drawing the attention of the crowd.
Up on the stage, Han Ruixin’s eyes reddened even more as she watched, her fingers gripping Mrs. Han’s hand tightly, her lips trembling.
Mrs. Han also broke out in a cold sweat.
She had always thought that Sheng Shaochen’s gynophobia was cured by her precious daughter, and Bai Yueru was willing to care for her child; the trend seemed very promising.
She thought that at tonight’s birthday party, Sheng Shaochen would never embarrass Han Ruixin.
But she hadn’t expected him to bring Ye Shu, that woman, messing up all her and Ruixin’s plans.
Even, making them lose face.
Mrs. Han gripped Han Ruixin’s hand tighter and whispered, "Don’t cry, crying means you admit defeat. Mom will think of a way."
After speaking, Mrs. Han released Han Ruixin’s hand, clapped her hands together, and smiled broadly, "The banquet officially starts now, come on, everyone eat up, drink up..."
While speaking, she walked through the crowd to where Sheng Shaochen and Ye Shu stood.
She forcibly grasped Ye Shu’s hand and said with a smile, "I heard from Shaochen that you’re busy tonight, so I won’t keep you. I’m glad you could come to my daughter’s birthday party, and I hope you can become good friends."
Every word hinted at wanting Ye Shu to leave.
Sheng Shaochen, however, showed no intention of letting go of Ye Shu, and a look of discomfort briefly flitted across Mrs. Han’s face.
Soon, she put on a smile again and said, "Look at my memory, Shaochen, you’re colleagues, and if you’re busy, Shaochen must be too. Shaochen, you have work to do, I won’t insist on keeping you. I’ll have the driver take you back. Keep work to work hours; don’t stay up too late, so our Ruixin doesn’t worry."
She was completely acting the part of a future mother-in-law caring for her potential son-in-law.
Ye Shu’s eyelids twitched fiercely, and she thought bitterly: I’ve seen shameless people, but never someone this utterly shameless! No wonder she raised a daughter like Han Ruixin.
Ye Shu looked up at Sheng Shaochen and said, "Mr. Sheng, it’s about time, let’s go."
At this moment, she didn’t want to cause any trouble, especially with Handsome B still around.
She just wanted to leave as quickly as possible.
After all, the icy atmosphere surrounding her Demon King Sheng was so intense it could turn this July weather into deep winter.
"Mhm," Sheng Shaochen said with a stern face, taking his eyes off Handsome B and, under the unceasing camera flashes, left the scene with Ye Shu in his arms.
Behind them, Mrs. Han told the guests, "Our Shaochen has something urgent to handle and must leave first, come on, if anyone has questions about our Shaochen they’d like to ask, you can directly ask our precious daughter, after all, the two of them have been a pair since childhood..."