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The two won chatting quietly in the booth were none other than Feng Anna and the middle-aged woman she referred to as Aunt Zhong—Zhong Li by na. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Though her formal role was that of a bodyguard, Zhong Li had watched Feng Anna grow up. Their bond was much deeper than that of employer and employee—closer to family than anything else. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Still, despite her affection, Zhong Li couldn’t help but voice her concerns. “Anna, you may be the family head’s daughter, and he may indulge you, but your fiance Yan Yuntian… he’s another matter entirely.” — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
“His father controls a financial empire worth hundreds of billions. His mother is the Sect Master of a powerful hidden sect. With that kind of background, he’s not soone we can afford to cross lightly.” — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
“I’ve heard rumors that he’s arrogant and domineering. Do you really think he’ll let you cancel the engagent just like that?” — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
“In my opinion, this whole thing is dood.” — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
After her patient persuasion, Zhong Li’s expression turned solemn. “While there’s still ti, let’s go back to Hong Kong. Pretend we never ca here.” — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
But Feng Anna simply took a slow sip of her tea, her expression composed and unreadable. “I didn’t co all this way just to leave empty-handed.” — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
“I know what I’m doing. I’m not foolish enough to confront him directly and stir up trouble.” — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
There was a flicker of cold clarity in her gaze. “I’ll make him break the engagent himself.” — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
“Anna, you’re incredibly beautiful—why would he ever give you up?” Zhong Li blinked, stunned by the confidence. “Making Yan Yuntian cancel it on his own? That’s impossible!” — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Feng Anna smiled faintly and took another sip. “Nothing’s impossible.” — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Seeing that Feng Anna seed to have a plan, Zhong Li didn’t press further. She had raised the girl and knew how clever she was. If Anna said she had a way, then she probably did. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
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Wang Haoran parked his car and entered the upscale tea cafe. It didn’t take long to find Zhen Simin’s private booth. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
“Haoran! It’s been ages—you’ve gotten even more handso.” Zhen Simin lit up as he walked in, her tone bright and teasing. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
“You too, Cousin. Still as beautiful as ever.” Wang Haoran replied easily, tossing her a casual complint. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Zhen Simin wasn’t exactly a stunner, but she could score a solid 85—decent enough to count as a beauty. She didn’t have the kind of looks that dropped jaws, but she turned heads. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Pleased by the praise, she giggled and leaned in playfully. “Your mouth is so sweet. Tell honestly—how many pretty girls have you bedded already?” — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Wang Haoran’s eye twitched. Yep, no mistake—this cousin of his was born to be a villain. Her worldview was so crooked it made your teeth hurt. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
“Cousin, co on. I’m a proper gentleman,” he replied solemnly. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
“That’s exactly the problem!” she scolded like a seasoned elder. “With a face like yours, not chasing girls is a cri. What, you’ve never tasted it before? Once you try, you’ll never stop!” — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Wang Haoran sighed inwardly. This conversation was heading straight for a cliff. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Just then— — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
“There! That’s her!” Zhen Simin suddenly sprang up, shouting as she peered through the narrow crack of the booth door. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
“Who?” Wang Haoran asked. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
“That Feng Anna woman!” she snapped, already marching out the door. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
He quickly followed. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Zhen Simin stord down the hall less than ten steps before she spotted the two won she was looking for. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Wang Haoran’s eyes imdiately landed on the younger one. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Her beauty, figure, and aura were off the charts—each easily rated in the 96 to 98 range. Combined, she was a solid 97. No doubt, this was Feng Anna. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
But Wang Haoran didn’t dwell on her for long. He hurried up to pull his cousin back before she could cause a scene. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
The middle-aged woman beside Feng Anna stepped forward protectively, her sharp gaze locked on Zhen Simin. One wrong move, and she’d strike. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
“Cousin, you’re a lady of high society. Don’t embarrass yourself. Keep calm,” Wang Haoran whispered, giving her arm a light tug while his eyes assessed the woman standing guard. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
She radiated Internal Energy—about thirty years’ worth. She was strong. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
But for soone like Wang Haoran, she could be slapped across the street without breaking a sweat. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Still, he didn’t like to fight in public. The last thing he needed was Zhen Simin going wild. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
“You’re right. I’m a refined socialite. I shouldn’t stoop to so tramp’s level,” Zhen Simin huffed, straightening her dress, though her voice was thick with sarcasm. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Zhong Li frowned and took a step forward, but Feng Anna subtly raised a hand. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Don’t act. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Zhong Li got the ssage and stepped back, though her guard was still up. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
“You’re staring pretty hard. Do I have sothing on my face?” Feng Anna said, catching Wang Haoran’s gaze. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
He didn’t answer, only gestured toward his cousin. “This is my cousin.” — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Feng Anna blinked, eyes gleaming with hidden aning. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Was he clarifying sides? — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
“Haoran, what are you doing being all polite with her? Don’t tell this vixen’s got you under her spell already!” Zhen Simin snapped, annoyed he wasn’t imdiately picking a fight. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
“Who are you calling a vixen? Watch your mouth,” Zhong Li warned, stepping in again. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Feng Anna frowned and shot her another silencing glance. Zhong Li bit her tongue, clearly dissatisfied but obedient. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Feng Anna’s smile returned as she turned back to Wang Haoran. “Your cousin and I seem to have had a bit of a misunderstanding. But you—you strike as soone reasonable.” — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
“Quite the opposite. I’m a very unreasonable person,” Wang Haoran said with a slight smile. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
“Oh?” Feng Anna looked disappointed, her tone suddenly soft and resigned. “Your cousin brought you here to stand up for her. That ans your background isn’t simple either. I can’t fight you. If you want to hit or kill , then so be it.” — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Wang Haoran frowned. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
That wasn’t how this was supposed to go. He was the villain—shouldn’t the female lead be furious, indignant, or at least pretending to be? Why was Feng Anna being so cooperative? — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Suspicious, he discreetly checked her Favorability value. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
His eyes widened. -20. Extrely hostile. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Ah. Now it made sense. That was the attitude a female lead was supposed to have toward a villain. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Still, he couldn’t help but grumble inwardly. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
His Charm Value was over 500. Most female leads felt at least a little flutter just seeing him. But Feng Anna? Immune. Worse—she disliked him on sight. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Unbelievable. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
“You exaggerate. With looks like yours, I’d never have the heart to hit you,” Wang Haoran said, keeping up the act. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
Feng Anna had a powerful bodyguard by her side, a rich family background, and the backing of a protagonist fiancé—and yet she was pretending to be weak, trying to curry favor? — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
She was clearly playing so angle. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
So he decided to play along and see where she was going with it. — Read on CrimsonScrolls (scrimsonscrolls)
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