Already grown up, yet treated like a child being lectured by Shen Yufeng’s parents, it’s simply too embarrassing to face anyone.
"Shen Yufeng, you’re too despicable!"
An Xiaoyu was filled with shame and indignation, trying to stand up to resist, but she was firmly pinned down by Shen Yufeng, unable to move.
She flailed like a little crab, but it was all in vain.
"Still dare to call me old, huh?"
Shen Yufeng’s gaze was piercing as he threatened her like that.
This little girl really doesn’t know the immensity of heaven and earth.
Is he really that old? He’s only five years older than her; that’s called mature, understand?
An Xiaoyu felt her face burning, unable to save her face, her heart felt utterly cold.
Hearing Shen Yufeng threaten her with such a fierce tone made her even more rebellious, and she blurted out in an instant:
"Hmph, you don’t let me say it, I will say it! Old man, old man, old man!"
Right after that, there were three "smack" sounds.
An Xiaoyu was completely dumbfounded.
"Shen Yufeng, do you think I’m a bouncy ball? I’m not done with you!"
An Xiaoyu was somewhat frantic! ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝗇𝗲𝘵
At this moment, Shen Yufeng let go of her, and An Xiaoyu struggled forcefully, ending up sitting on the ground.
Looking up at Shen Yufeng, she found his face full of a teasing and mocking smile.
Instantly, An Xiaoyu was flush with shame and indignation.
Dammit, life can’t go on !
"You’re still laughing! Keep laughing, and I’ll divorce you!"
As soon as she spoke, Shen Yufeng’s expression changed, he bent down and scooped An Xiaoyu up into his arms.
"Let me go, I hate you the most right now!"
So hateful, he’s just like a big bullying Demon King! A big monster!
Before she could stand up again, a distinctly articulated large hand suddenly clasped her.
The firm yet gentle grip made An Xiaoyu fall back into his arms.
"You hate me the most? Hm? Still want a divorce? Hm?"
Shen Yufeng’s breath fanned her face, causing An Xiaoyu to suddenly feel short of breath.
"Who let you bully others, and even hit others..."
An Xiaoyu’s voice had transitioned from being frantic to faintly trembling.
By the end, her breath weakened, and her voice was almost inaudible!
"Really . . . who’s bullying whom here?"
Shen Yufeng sighed, lifted her chin with his hand, focused on her eyes, and said word by word:
"Don’t call me old man! Don’t hate me! And don’t even mention divorce!"
Having said that, he tightened his grip slightly, enclosing her in his embrace.
An Xiaoyu stiffened up.
This guy just scolded her and then hugged her, huh, she’s really not pleased!
But how could Shen Yufeng let her go?
"Let me go... mmm..."
Before An Xiaoyu could finish her protest, Shen Yufeng narrowed his eyes and without hesitation sealed her lips.
An Xiaoyu felt a bit dizzy, yet unaware of what to do.
Suddenly, Shen Yufeng turned, pressing her heavily against the sofa.
His eyes were deep yet seemed to carry burning flames, as if capable of igniting her entirely.
An Xiaoyu began to feel scared.
My goodness, is this a prelude to being completely devoured?
Just when she thought she was doomed today, Shen Yufeng suddenly let her go and took a deep breath.
His profound gaze fell on her face, a smile curling up at the corner of his lips as he whispered in her ear:
"Little girl, remember this well; in the future, do not challenge my patience!"
Shen Yufeng’s voice was slightly hoarse, but it sounded extremely languid and sexy.
That voice reached An Xiaoyu’s ears, striking her heart word by word.
An Xiaoyu’s face blushed even hotter, yet a faint sense of loss inexplicably welled up inside her.
Such a strange feeling!
But now, she really felt too embarrassed to face Shen Yufeng anymore.
Not knowing how to face him, she could only flee in panic to the restroom.
Looking at herself in the mirror, her face flushed.
An Xiaoyu quickly splashed her face with water, the cold droplets on her face momentarily sobered her up a lot!
If this continues, it would be strange if she doesn’t completely fall apart!
Meanwhile, Shen Yufeng on the sofa watched the woman who fled in panic, a meaningful gleam flashing in his eyes.
His lips curled up, his mood extremely good
Sang Yunong was having a SPA, but received a call from Sang Zhengyang.
"Brother, what’s up?"
From the other end, Sang Zhengyang’s sly laughter came through.
"My dear sister, regarding that news about Shen Yufeng... What have you seen?"
Sang Yunong was stunned, "What news?"
"So you haven’t seen it yet! Here, I’ll send it to you!"
After speaking, Sang Zhengyang hung up the phone.
Soon, Sang Yunong’s phone rang again, and after seeing the message forwarded by Sang Zhengyang, her face instantly turned pale.
She immediately called back.
"Brother, is that news true or false? And who is that woman?"
Sang Zhengyang sneered, "Yunong, it seems you need to try harder. I’m afraid if you’re a step behind, you’ll never be able to capture that man’s heart!"