An Nan’s heart was swept by an inexplicable rage at the thought, and she hadn’t even noticed that she’d subconsciously drawn someone into her realm, forbidding anyone from provoking them.
Not mocking does not mean that no one will deliberately show concern.
Just like Lan Xinxixi, this woman who never behaves herself, forced a concerned expression despite the laughter she held inside: "Brother, what’s wrong? Played the hero saving the damsel?"
Lin Mubai glared angrily at her, showing no intention of engaging, and directly pulled An Nan beside him, heading for an empty seat.
Just when everyone thought they’d get no answer as usual, the person walking beside Young Master Lin spoke up. The voice was neither loud nor soft, just right for everyone to hear: "Made a mistake with my hand, didn’t control the strength well, so it ended up ."
Such an innocent sentence, in the ears of others, became shocking, but in Young Master Lin’s ear, it turned into pure devotion.
He had internalized the saying, "Hitting is caring, scolding is love," complete with the idea that both hitting and scolding embody true affection.
His face changed from anger and warning towards everyone to one full of loving indulgence: "Nannan, does your hand still hurt?"
An Nan quivered involuntarily, looking at the person before her in disbelief.
Could this man be any less reliable? How does he manage to flaunt affection at every turn, turning even the smallest things into an opportunity for it?
Meanwhile, everyone around them had a simultaneous chill flashing through their hearts: "Young Master Lin, could you be any more nauseating?"
Seemingly very satisfied with the effect he had caused, Lin Mubai, in a good mood, took the hand of the person beside him, heading towards the only empty seat left.
But as his gaze swept past Gao Yuwen’s bright smile, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and his venomous tongue had already begun to unleash: "Why have all sorts of riffraff come here?"
The face that had been as radiant as a flower quickly turned into a palette, with a hint of paleness added to it.
When her helpless and innocent black eyes met with the gloating gazes surrounding her, the hatred in her heart grew stronger. Why? Why after all? Where is she inferior to that woman? Why does he look at her with such disdain yet shower that ugly woman with affection?
And beside her, Xi Yu, who used to be a good sister, felt no sympathy for her now. Not even for having brought her along today, which wasn’t her willing choice, but rather because this woman happened to overhear her phone call and insisted on tagging along, leaving her no choice but to bring her.
As for anything that happens after she insisted on coming, it has nothing to do with her.
Why did her attitude towards Gao Yuwen change so much? Mainly because she just discovered that this former schoolmate and good sister was so duplicitous, outwardly disdainful of those who trade themselves for directors, producers, or investors, yet secretly, she herself engaged in such actions. Truly, if she had just asked, Xi Yu would have helped, but after taking the wrong step, every further step led her deeper into the pit with no hope of reversing it. Now she was thoroughly disappointed with her, and even if she asked for help, she wouldn’t want to.
In fact, it was just her bad luck; Young Master Lin was in a bad mood and wanted to vent his anger, and naturally, he’d choose someone he didn’t like, and Gao Yuwen was precisely the one he found most disagreeable. Thıs content belongs to novᴇlfire.net