Chapter 478: Chapter 478: Dinner at the President Mansion (5)
The man looked very young, or perhaps, his excessively outstanding face made him appear young. His skin was extremely pale, with dark and delicate eyebrows and eyes, and beneath his handsome nose, a pair of slightly plump lips curved warmly and passionately. If it weren’t for his overly cold gaze and very three-dimensional facial features, Su Zixi would almost think he was a woman.
If he dressed up as a woman, he would definitely be a stunning beauty, Su Zixi couldn’t help but think.
However, Ning Ruixin, standing beside her, seemed somewhat displeased upon seeing this man, curling her lips slightly.
“Here we go again…” She sighed helplessly, but a smile formed as she looked at the man, “Shen Qiao’an, long time no see, eh?”
Shen Qiao’an didn’t speak; his gaze swept over her like a searchlight.
Although Ning Ruixin had a military background, she possessed a delicate doll-like face that didn’t quite match her temperament, but years of military life had given her an excellent figure.
Not voluptuous or frail and lean but dashing and fit, compressing her figure from waist to hip in a way that left nothing to the imagination in her body-hugging dress.
Shen Qiao’an’s gaze slightly narrowed, his crimson lips pressed tightly.
He swallowed, a mocking curve forming at his lips, “Miss Ning, haven’t you rejoined the military? What, were you ostracized again?”
Ning Ruixin took a deep breath. She knew full well that Shen Qiao’an took great pleasure in making her life difficult. If he didn’t throw a jab or two whenever they met, he wouldn’t be Shen Qiao’an.
Oh, and each time without fail, his arm would be around a seductively beautiful woman. To Ning Ruixin, all those women looked alike, and she could never remember their faces.
“Yes, I couldn’t stand it in the military, so I had to come back to marry,” Ning Ruixin’s tone was cool.
Shen Qiao’an’s brows twitched, his lips curling into a smirk, “Oh, is Miss Ning that eager?”
“Yes, I’m that eager,” Ning Ruixin said with a smile, “Does it scare you?”
Shen Qiao’an’s eyes narrowed, his lips curling into a provocative smile, “I’m actually quite looking forward to it.”
Looking forward to being a 24/7 nuisance to her, huh? Ning Ruixin rolled her eyes.
Seeing this, Shen Qiao’an chuckled softly, giving a light pinch to the beauty beside him with a suggestive tone, “Xiaoya darling, stop pinching me, let’s head to the rest room.”
He raised his glass nonchalantly to Ning Ruixin, then left with the woman in his arms.
But once they turned around, his companion frowned slightly—firstly, she hadn’t pinched the man at all, and secondly, her name wasn’t Xiaoya.
After Shen Qiao’an left, Ning Ruixin breathed a sigh of relief and quickly grabbed a cocktail from the long table and downed it in one go.
“Miss Ning, who is this man?” Su Zixi asked curiously.
Why did she feel there was a strange aura between him and Ning Ruixin…
“A Shen Family man; his old man is a top military official, and as for him, well…” Ning Ruixin rubbed her temples, “just a pretty boy.”
Su Zixi, recalling their conversation, couldn’t help but ask, “Is he your…”
“Oh, fiancé.” Ning Ruixin scrunched up her nose disdainfully, “A political marriage, that’s all it is. You have to spend your life with someone you dislike; it’s utterly boring.”
Su Zixi widened her eyes, “An arranged marriage?”
“That’s right.” Ning Ruixin said smilingly, playfully flicking her chin, “You think everyone can have a romance like you and your husband?”