Cold eyes swept across the room, noticing that those people were finally no longer paying attention to her, Shen Cheng put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and then took out her cellphone from her bag.
She meant to check if the items she bought last night had been received, but as soon as she accessed the website, it showed that the page had crashed.
She refreshed the page several times, but it was futile—it either crashed or showed that the website did not exist.
Thinking it to be a temporary glitch of the website, she didn’t worry about it much, and tried reopening the site after a while, but the page still crashed.
She was getting frustrated and was about to close the browser when a message popped up on the crashed page.
Message 1: Baby, don’t linger in a mall that has already closed down.
Before Shen Cheng could even ponder, another message popped up: Baby, because of your capricious fun, at least ten people have joined the begging trade.
Message 3: Baby, if you’re still not satisfied, you could change the method and continue; I am game for it.
With each message starting with ’baby,’ even her toes could guess who it was.
Another message appeared: Baby, since you hinted it subtly, of course, I won’t let you be disappointed.
Message 5: Baby, put on your lingerie and wait, I’ll satisfy you.
Shen Cheng’s face darkened, this scoundrel has even taken to the internet.
Message 5: Baby, see you in bed tonight.
Fury overwhelmed her, and Shen Cheng couldn’t help but slam her hand on the table!
Hearing the noise, men and women, young and old, in the cafeteria all stared at her dumbfounded...
Clearly, this action had solidified her image as harsh in speech and crude in behavior in front of everyone.
"Son, don’t look, women with bad tempers are tigers, they eat people!"
A woman shielded her son’s view with her hand, intending to scare him this way.
The boy pushed the woman’s hand away, not scared at all, and looking in Shen Cheng’s direction, he drooled, "But she’s a pretty tiger..."
The woman was infuriated, "How old are you? What do you know about beauty? Just like your dad!"
The boy pouted, humming unhappily, "Mom, you have a bad temper too, but you are not as beautiful as her."
Hearing this, the woman grabbed the boy, scolded him saying, "You little rascal, wait and see how I’ll deal with you," and then she dragged him away forcefully.
Shen Cheng witnessed this scene, feeling rather sullen.
If others were ugly, they might just stir up disapproval, but her beauty instigated public outrage.
Damn, is it a crime to be good-looking now?
After queuing for food, Shen Cheng left the cafeteria and headed towards the inpatient building.
Just passing an intersection, Mu Bai came out from a nearby passage.
"Arrived last night, yes, I’ve already seen Doctor Ouyang, he said my condition isn’t severe, yes, no surgery needed."
He was on the phone, striding towards the cafeteria, completely unaware of Shen Cheng who was going in the opposite direction behind him.
After delivering the meal to Shen Zhongming in his ward, Shen Cheng went to the dean’s office.
The dean saw her coming in and pointed to a chair beside, signaling her to sit.
Shen Cheng had no intention of sitting, but instead walked up to her, "Dean, I came today to discuss something with you."
The dean seemed to know what she was about to say, put the patient’s medical record into a drawer, then looked at her, "Planning to take Shen Mu away?"
Shen Cheng nodded, "Yes, I’ll be leaving this afternoon."