But just as it fell, she stubbornly wiped it away...
Afterward, she opened the window, desperately letting the outside wind blow in, hitting her eyes, causing them pain, reminding them never to release that liquid again.
Ye Ning, you brought this upon yourself!
And in the lifestyle store behind her, after she left, the atmosphere did not ease but instead darkened and solidified even more.
"Mucen, it’s just a dress, you... there’s no need to get so angry at her..."
La Chenxi had never seen him so frightening before. Although he was always cold and aloof, he had never lost his temper in front of her, let alone such raging outbursts.
La Chenxi swallowed hard and walked over, wanting to pat him on the shoulder.
She remembered that in the past, whenever he was angry, a pat on his shoulder followed by a talk would always calm him down.
But this time, just as she reached out, the man, exuding an icy chill, quickly avoided her: "Why are you here today?"
La Chenxi’s hand immediately froze mid-air: "I was just... just casually walking by today..."
"Casually walking by?" The emotionless man coldly stared at her.
His gaze was terrifying, void of any expression, yet like the whirling depth of night, with alternating darkness and light, it felt like staring into the blackest part of the night before dawn, making one shudder even at a glance.
La Chenxi’s eyes narrowed, finally feeling overwhelmed, and lowered her head...
She wasn’t here just to casually walk by; from here to the city hall was only a ten-minute walk, and having heard that he would be at the auction today, she wanted to buy a nice dress and then go see him.
La Chenxi bit her lip, finally admitting, "I’m sorry, Mucen, I just wanted to see you."
The man, in a terrible mood, sneered upon hearing this: "See me? What’s so good about seeing me? You can see me in the newspapers and news every day. If you’re worried that your concert here will lack an audience, rest assured, on account of our days at the same school, I’ll book the whole venue for you."
La Chenxi, who had mustered a lot of courage to say those words, turned pale at his response: "Are you still blaming me? For leaving all those years ago without saying anything?"
Would he, Ou Mucen, bother to remember such a trivial matter for so long?
The man, with frost and malice in his eyes, couldn’t muster the interest to look at her: "La Chenxi, you’re giving yourself too much credit. Have you ever seen me, Ou Mucen, lacking women?"
His words completely shut the woman in front of him up!
Would Ou Mucen lack women?
Of course not. He is the distinguished third young master of the Ou Family, a favored son of heaven. How could such a man ever lack women?
La Chenxi staggered, and ultimately, she watched the man walk away.
The assistant who had been following her in the store saw this and hurriedly came over to comfort her: "Miss Chenxi, don’t be sad. The third young master probably thought the staff member truly annoyed you into buying clothes, that’s why he got angry. Maybe you should explain it to him?"