481: Chapter 517, Isabella 481: Chapter 517, Isabella Shen Binnan stood like an iceberg, lofty and aloof, with an unwelcoming aura that radiated amongst the crowd.
Many wanted to approach her, yet all were deterred by her powerful and icy deanor, daring not to draw near.
Fang Yi found Shen Binnan and intended to join her when, at that mont, a delicate figure approached.
The woman was graceful as jade, with a lon-seed face and lush, dark eyebrows.
Song Hongye also possessed an extrely strong presence, and as she positioned herself before Fang Yi, slightly lifting her chin, it was unclear whether she was deliberately challenging Fang Yi or rely showcasing her extraordinary side.
In any case, Song Hongye’s aura was exceptionally remarkable.
If one were to compare her with Shen Binnan, it would likely be difficult to determine a clear winner.
“Miss Song,” Fang Yi said with a smile, “you look truly beautiful today.”
Song Hongye’s curvy figure, wrapped in a simple yet elegant evening gown, boasted a natural and elongated S-curve without any pretense, and Fang Yi’s admiration was sincere.
“Oh?” replied Song Hongye.
“So, you think my dress is beautiful?
Do you an to say that just my dress is beautiful, and not ?”
“I didn’t say that,” answered Fang Yi.
“A Buddha relies on gold adornnt, while a person relies on clothing.
Suddenly, I think…
if it weren’t for Miss Song’s beautiful figure and face, this dress wouldn’t look so stunning.
It’s really Miss Song’s good foundation.”
Song Hongye shook her head and sighed with seeming grievance, “I’ve seen too many n, do you know what sets you apart from the others?”
Fang Yi was taken aback, unsure why Song Hongye was bringing this up, especially with such a lanting sigh—it was sothing no man could withstand.
But Fang Yi couldn’t feign ignorance and could only go along with Song Hongye’s words, so he shook his head, portraying cluelessness.
“The biggest difference between you and the other n I’ve t,” Song Hongye revealed, “is that…
you are different from the rest.”
“…”
Speechless, Fang Yi looked at Song Hongye and suddenly wondered if she had so kind of issue.
Just because I’m different, she’s throwing herself at ?
Of course, Fang Yi didn’t naively think he exuded so irresistible charm that would make won submit at first sight.
Otherwise, why wouldn’t Shen Binnan submit?
Fang Yi tried to keep his tone gentle and said with a casual smile, “Miss Song, everyone in this world is different.
I am different because there is only one person like in this world.
Nas may be the sa, genders may be the sa, ages may be the sa, but the essence is different!”
“Humanity is a community, and a community is composed of many individuals, all different from one another.
They may have different genes, different blood types, which makes them unique and different from the rest.
Just like a beggar on the street corner, they too are different from the rest.”
“Sorry, Miss Song, I’ve said too much.
You’re not angry, are you?” Fang Yi finished his ramble and suddenly thought of Song Hongye, uncertain whether he had managed to talk her out of it.
Song Hongye looked utterly astounded, staring at Fang Yi with slightly squinted eyes and said, “Suddenly, I feel my affection for you has grown.
Would it be good if you married ?”
“Marry…
marry you?!” Instantly, Fang Yi felt as if thunder was rolling in the sky, stumbling backward and nearly falling to the ground.
“Yes, I want to marry you,” Song Hongye asserted earnestly and solemnly.
“Would it be good if you married ?”
“Nonsense!” Fang Yi exclaid.
“Song Hongye, you’re not joking, are you?” He has been referring to her as Miss Song until now, but he dispensed with formalities at this mont and called her by na, which indicated just how shocked Fang Yi was.
Fang Yi thought the woman must be sick to suddenly ask him to marry her—if this wasn’t madness, what was?
Fang Yi grew even more convinced that Song Hongye’s mind might really have been addled.
Although Fang Yi really wanted to change the subject, Song Hongye’s words still petrified him, “I’m not joking, I’m very serious.”
Fang Yi suddenly felt speechless, and said, “But I already have soone in my heart, actually quite a few.”
Song Hongye was not surprised, but calmly said, “Apart from Shen Binnan, are there other won?”
Fang Yi said, “Yes, I’m quite a philanderer, Miss Song.
I’ll just take it as a joke what you said just now, so let’s not talk about it again in the future.”
Song Hongye said, “Didn’t I say?
We have plenty of ti, take it slow.
Oh, by the way, I have a little secret to tell you, do you want to hear it?”
Fang Yi didn’t really want to listen, but curiosity made it impossible not to.
Song Hongye said, “Li Xuan is Rong Shuo’s illegitimate son.”
After hearing this, Fang Yi went completely silent; this was no small secret, but a huge one instead.
After parting with Song Hongye, Fang Yi grabbed a glass of wine and took a couple of sips, pondering over Song Hongye’s words.
He found it amusing, thinking that he must have been played by Song Hongye and that it didn’t matter.
Marry ?
Granny’s beard, if anyone should be doing the marrying, it’d be marrying you!
Fang Yi smacked his lips and, all of a sudden, noticed a familiar figure in the corner and walked over.
It was a woman, wearing an evening gown, tall and curvy, with her back to Fang Yi.
But Fang Yi felt this figure was familiar—the alternating gold and black of her hair was so distinctive, he could not forget it.
Fang Yi had been abroad, visited many countries, and naturally, he had been to the Kingdom of Yuming.
Oh, now he rembered, he had dealings with the Military Intelligence Bureau of the Kingdom of Yuming before, and this woman seed to be from the Military Intelligence Bureau.
Their “dealings” were not just seeing each other a few tis or exchanging a few words; they seed to have shared so intimate monts together.
Fang Yi quietly moved behind the woman, silent as a shadow, while the man from the Kingdom of Yuming following Isabella was startled when he noticed Fang Yi, because Fang Yi had approached so quietly that he had been unaware.
The man from the Kingdom of Yuming moved to attack Fang Yi instantly.
Fang Yi, amused, caught the man’s fist, gave it a slight twist, and the man from the Kingdom of Yuming imdiately showed a pained expression, slowly kneeling down.
Isabella sensed sothing, turned around at once, and when she saw Fang Yi, her beautiful face imdiately showed astonishnt, followed by a gasp, “Ab…
Abandoned Dragon?!”
“So it really is you, Isabella,” Fang Yi said with a smile and then flung away the man from the Kingdom of Yuming.
The man from the Kingdom of Yuming felt indignant and wanted to rush at Fang Yi again, but Isabella hastily called out, “Alger, back off!” The man nad Alger, from the Kingdom of Yuming, reluctantly stepped back.
Isabella looked at the man before her, Xuan Cang, with a heart full of wistfulness.
Perhaps ‘wistful’ was not the right word—rather, Isabella’s feelings were incredibly complex at that mont: a mix of fear, surprise, and sothing like anticipation.
Her light blue eyes held an indescribable tension.
“I didn’t expect to encounter you here, it really is…
it really is…” Isabella struggled to finish her sentence, took a deep breath to steady her racing heart, and said, “Can we find a quieter place to talk?”
Fang Yi smiled faintly, “I was just thinking the sa.”
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