930: Chapter 0930: Might As Well Go Together 930: Chapter 0930: Might As Well Go Together In a high-end private clubhouse in the capital city, Wei Shengjin sat on the sofa with a face full of gloom, his eyes flickering with a chilling glare that could pierce the soul.
Wei Shengjin had lived for more than twenty years, and he had never felt this humiliated before.
Being bullied by Qin Rung was one thing, he had endured it; after all, Qin Rung didn’t single him out—80% of the spoiled young heirs in the capital had been tornted by her at so point.
But Ye Xunhuan had gone a step further, ruthlessly humiliating him, treating him like a flower delivery boy, and right before his eyes, handed his flowers to Tang Yurou.
Thinking of the 120 yuan Ye Xunhuan shoved into his hands, the anger in Wei Shengjin’s heart flared wildly, spreading unchecked to every corner of his body.
What infuriated him even more was Ye Xunhuan saying, in that damn tone of his, that next ti he’d co to him for flowers again.
Suddenly, the door to the private room was pushed open from the outside, and a graceful figure wearing a cheongsam entered.
The woman, in her pri at twenty-eight years old, was stunningly beautiful.
The perfectly fitting cheongsam fully displayed her enticing curves.
In an instant, the woman walked up to Wei Shengjin with a teasing smile and said, “Young Master Wei, what’s going on today?
Why haven’t you called for a girl yet?
Could it be that none of them caught your eye?”
“Get lost!” Wei Shengjin glared at the woman who was trying to seduce him.
“I’m in a bad mood.
Don’t bother !”
Upon hearing Wei Shengjin’s words, a fleeting trace of displeasure flashed across the woman’s exquisite face, but she quickly concealed it and continued to smile, saying, “Who dared to anger Young Master Wei like this?
Tell about it—maybe I can help you out…”
“You?” Wei Shengjin sneered disdainfully.
“With just one word from him, you’d be dead and buried!”
It wasn’t that Wei Shengjin overestimated Ye Xunhuan but rather that Ye Xunhuan had Qin Rung by his side.
With just a word to her, this woman standing in front of him could be wiped off the face of the earth in the blink of an eye.
Hearing Wei Shengjin’s explosive and cutting remarks, the woman was montarily stunned, not knowing how to respond.
But soon, relying on her years of experience through ups and downs, she quickly adjusted her attitude and spoke again, “It seems that the person who offended Young Master Wei has quite the background…”
“That’s none of your concern!” Wei Shengjin snorted coldly.
“Get out of here!
Don’t bother anymore!”
At that mont, a sudden, magnetic voice resonated from the doorway: “From a mile away, I could already feel Young Master Wei’s fury.
Who could have provoked you enough to make you even yell at Sister Mo…”
Next, a young man stepped into the room.
The man wore a simple sky-blue shirt, unassuming at first glance.
Yet, it was crafted by a renowned Italian tailor, and the golden tulip embroidered on the collar hinted at its extravagant price.
His features were sharp, his eyes bright and piercing, a startling shade of black that glead, and his short hair stood upright like steel needles.
“Young Master Sheng…” Sister Mo imdiately greeted the man with great respect.
Sheng Wentao waved his hand lightly at Mo, indicating she didn’t need to be overly formal.
“Young Master Wei, have you failed in pursuing Tang Yurou again?”
Completely unaware of the situation, Sheng Wentao took the most inappropriate jab as soon as he spoke!
But who could bla him?
Given Wei Shengjin’s obsession with Tang Yurou—even though he faced rejection ti and ti again—the guy never gave up.
So now, seeing Wei Shengjin looking as miserable and revolting as a fly, Sheng Wentao naturally assud he’d hit another wall with Tang Yurou.
“You’re talking like you’ve succeeded!”
“Well, although that woman has her charms and is tempting, I’d rather not keep running into closed doors.
But Young Master Wei, your persistence is remarkable—I truly admire your resolve to never back down!”
Wei Shengjin snorted coldly and said no more.
“Co now, Young Master Wei, tell us what went wrong this ti?”
“Sheng Wentao, are you here just to laugh at ?”
“No, no, how could I dare laugh at Young Master Wei?” Sheng Wentao replied calmly.
“My aunt asked to pass along a ssage: so people are beyond your reach.
If you’re harboring any thoughts, it’s best to dispel them now; otherwise, you’ll get burned playing with fire.”
“Qin Rung sent you here?”
“Who else?
Do you really think I have ti to waste talking nonsense with you here?” Sheng Wentao shrugged.
“Anyway, Young Master Wei, I’ve delivered the ssage.
How you act is up to you now!”
“Just don’t end up like Yan Qingdi—getting slapped across the face by my aunt!”
Saying this, Sheng Wentao burst into laughter and turned to leave.
Indeed, Sheng Wentao had co at Qin Rung’s request; otherwise, how would he have known about this ss?
Qin Rung had sent him to prevent Wei Shengjin and Ye Xunhuan from clashing.
Although Wei Shengjin posed no real threat—Ye Xunhuan could crush him easily—his brother, on the other hand, was not soone to be trifled with!
So Qin Rung had Sheng Wentao warn Wei Shengjin to stay out of trouble.
Glaring at Sheng Wentao’s smug, retreating figure, Wei Shengjin’s expression darkened to the extre: “Sheng Wentao, I never thought you’d beco a lapdog…”
“I *want* to be a lapdog—what’s it to you, flower delivery boy?” Sheng Wentao retorted maliciously.
“You…”
Seeing this escalating confrontation, Sister Mo hurried to interject, “Gentlen, gentlen, calm down, calm down…”
At this mont, Sister Mo had also gleaned from Sheng Wentao’s words that the person who had antagonized Wei Shengjin was connected to Qin Rung.
Provoking them ant provoking Qin Rung—the demon herself!
Now Sheng Wentao was essentially speaking on her behalf, and though Wei Shengjin didn’t dare posture in front of Qin Rung, he wouldn’t hesitate to flex against Sheng Wentao!
And if the two started fighting here, it would be Sister Mo who’d end up in the crossfire.
“Get out!” Wei Shengjin glared fiercely at Sister Mo.
“This isn’t a place for you to speak!”
“Sister Mo, best to leave.
Young Master Wei is holding in a blaze of fury and has nowhere to vent,” Sheng Wentao said indifferently.
“Don’t let him lash out at you later.”
“Sheng Wentao, I’m not soone who takes my anger out indiscriminately…”
“Oh, so you think you’re noble?” Sheng Wentao sneered contemptuously.
“Fine, I have no ti to deal with you.
I’m off to et the infamous Young Master Ye myself!”
“Young Master Wei, if you’re interested, why not co along?”
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