Wang Xiaohao’s lecherous gaze shifted from her face to her chest, then upwards.
As Yan Xixi strode off, he imdiately moved to block her path, a malicious smile on his face. "Miss Yan, let’s have a nice chat."
"I have nothing to say to you."
"Really? Miss Yan, I hold quite a few of your secrets. If you don’t want your dashing fiancé to discover them, you’d better stay and keep company..."
Yan Xixi finally stopped, looking curiously at this fat man. It wasn’t because she worried about what could be divulged to Huang Xiaojue; rather, she was curious about the confidence in the fat man’s voice, as if he actually held so earth-shattering secret.
A large bonsai tree conveniently hid the two from view.
She took a step closer.
Wang Xiaohao thought she was genuinely intimidated, his face imdiately lighting up with joy. "Miss Yan, we can talk over here... over here..."
Yan Xixi was leaning on the balcony, looking out at the vibrant night scene. On a huge billboard, a female celebrity posed seductively, stunningly beautiful.
Wang Xiaohao looked at the female star, then at her. He swallowed, fawning shalessly, "Miss Yan, if you enter the entertainnt industry, I guarantee you’ll be ten thousand tis more popular than her... TSK TSK TSK. Look at your face, your figure—which part of you isn’t superior to hers?"
Yan Xixi said indifferently, "What secrets do you have on ? Speak."
"Miss Yan... COUGH, COUGH, COUGH. To tell you the truth, ever since I saw you at the young master’s banquet, I can’t stop thinking about you... If only you would be with , I would give you wealth and glory, whatever you want..."
She responded with a charming smile, "What will you give ?"
That smile was exceptionally seductive and enrapturing. It was the first ti he had ever seen her smile at him, and he felt his limbs go weak with elation. "Miss Yan... y-you... you will really be with ?"
As he spoke, he reached out to grab Yan Xixi’s hand.
Unexpectedly, Yan Xixi didn’t evade, allowing his thick Devil Palm to grab her hand.
Ever since their last encounter, she had beco utterly disgusted with this damned fatty. He had only grown more overbearing when they t again today. This, however, ignited a dark thought long suppressed in her heart: If people don’t offend , I won’t offend them. But if they do, I will eliminate them.
"Xixi, be with ... I’ve been thinking about you so much I can barely eat or sleep..."
She remained impassive. "What secret on do you actually hold?"
"That... doesn’t matter... As long as you’re with ... babe... If you’re with ... I won’t spill a word..."
His repulsive, panting eagerness was nauseating to an extre degree, but she only smiled, her countenance inscrutable. "What if I don’t want to be with you? Don’t you ever look in the mirror?"
Wang Xiaohao was shocked, not expecting her to suddenly turn hostile.
In this circle, as long as one had money, even a pig’s head could be perceived as a treasure. Wang Xiaohao was flush with cash and known for his generosity, so beautiful won always welcod him with open arms. Even famous actresses generally wouldn’t dare to be impolite to him. But this woman, with seemingly no background, gave him the cold shoulder ti after ti.
He scoffed, his smile dissipating. "Miss Yan, don’t refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit."
"I’d like to see what kind of forfeit you have prepared for ."
"Hmph, why are you pretending to be so virtuous? Do you want to tell Huang Xiaojue about your abortion because of the young master? Guess if he’ll still want you if he finds out."
A rush of hot blood surged to Yan Xixi’s head. Her hand gripping the railing trembled slightly, and the malice in her heart could no longer be suppressed. That damned fatty! If I don’t fucking finish you off today, I’ll call you Grandpa!
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