Chapter 176: Panic-Stricken

Chen Xiaowei: "That works too. Meeting at the usual place at seven tonight. Whether you come or not is up to you."

Switching out of the screen, a message from Yu Youwei followed immediately.

"The school is holding a New Year's Eve party at the end of the month. How about we go on stage and sing a song together? (smiley face)"

Shen Yan: "Too much trouble. I won't be participating this time."

Yu Youwei: "Don't be like that (sad). You danced with Yue'er last time, why can't you sing a song with me?"

Wu Yueer, curled up in Shen Yan's arms, couldn't help but empathize upon seeing this message and urged him: "Why don't you just agree to Youwei? I feel like she's quite pitiful."

Shen Yan shook his head firmly, to avoid being pestered by this girl again.

Not receiving a response from Shen Yan, Yu Youwei continued typing: "You used to always sneak peeks at my legs. How about I let you touch them if you accompany me to sing a song?"

Typing this line nearly exhausted all of Yu Youwei's strength. She slumped in her seat, a beautiful blush like the morning glow spreading across her pretty face.

Wu Yueer clicked her tongue twice. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that the innocent and lively Yu Youwei would actually resort to seduction tactics.

Had she opened the door to a new world recently?

And to say Shen Yan peeked at her legs—her own delectable, beautiful legs were still being toyed with in Shen Yan's hands. Could Yu Youwei's legs compare to hers? How could Shen Yan possibly agree?

Sure enough, Shen Yan replied: "??? What kind of person do you take me for? Who taught you to say things like this? You're not learning anything good!"

Yu Youwei's face was so red it could bleed. This dog of a man—she had debased herself to this extent, yet he remained unmoved and even said she wasn't learning anything good.

Who was she doing this for?

But her goal hadn't been achieved yet; she couldn't retreat now.

Yu Youwei: "We've been friends for over ten years. You'd rather dance with Yue'er than sing with me. Do I really annoy you that much? (crying)"

Shen Yan: "It's not like you don't know I never participate in performances. Last time was just an accident; it was required by your department head."

Yu Youwei: "Just think of it as keeping me company. I really want to sing a song with you."

Shen Yan: "Putting a friend in a difficult position is not an act of loyalty!"

Yu Youwei: "......"

Although she sympathized with Yu Youwei, Wu Yueer would not hand over her own man, so she didn't say anything more.

At five in the afternoon, having been fully nourished, Wu Yueer put on beautiful makeup, making her look even more radiant.

Exquisite eyeliner extended from the corners of her eyes, and a layer of elegant eyeshadow was lightly applied to her eyelids, making those peach-blossom eyes appear even brighter. Her red lips were coated with an orange-red lip glaze, shiny and as alluring as fresh, juicy jelly, making one unable to resist wanting to kiss them.

She wore a black tassel sweater, the hem of which covered her black shorts just right. Her beautiful legs were outlined as straight and slender by black silk stockings, and paired with a pair of black ankle boots, she looked both fashionable and sexy.

Watching Wu Yueer emerge from the house, Shen Yan's eyes lit up, and he praised: "You really know how to dress. How many men would be infatuated if you went out in this?"

"How about it? Is it enough to make you look good taking me out?" Wu Yueer spun around beautifully, smiling quite smugly.

In terms of figure and appearance, she considered herself second to none.

They took the elevator to the garage. Being in a public space, the two didn't show any intimate gestures, walking side by side just like good friends.

Just as they passed a white Audi, the car door suddenly opened, and a man and a woman stepped out. The man looked to be in his early forties, fat and big-eared, with an air of wealth. The young woman had big wavy hair, heavy makeup, and was dressed in office attire.

Ha! An acquaintance, no less.

The young woman was none other than Fang Xiang's friend who had already gone bad, the real estate agent from Weilan Zhidu, Xiaomei. Shen Yan had had a brief exchange with her before when he took Fang Xiang to a lingerie shop.

At this moment, Xiaomei's clothes were somewhat disheveled, and her face was flushed like a peach; her state looked exactly like she had just experienced a great battle.

Xiaomei also recognized Shen Yan, and a trace of awkwardness appeared on her face. When she noticed the tall and sexy Wu Yueer beside him, she was slightly stunned, and a guess arose in her heart.

She asked meaningfully: "Hello, Mr. Shen. You aren't accompanying your girlfriend today?"

Shen Yan's heart was pounding, but he remained calm and composed on the surface, politely replying, "Hello."

Damn it! To run into this person while going out.

As the saying goes, if you walk the night path enough, you'll eventually meet a ghost. Shen Yan was truly panicked now. Once the boat capsized and the name of "scumbag" spread, how would he be able to survive at Hangzhou University?

Why did he believe Wu Yueer's nonsense and sleep with this girl?

Out of the corner of her eye, Xiaomei noticed Wu Yueer's calm expression and couldn't help but feel deeply disappointed.

How was it not quite what she had imagined?

With such a top-tier beauty by his side, Shen Yan actually chose that country girl Fang Xiang as his girlfriend. Did rich people have such unique tastes?

Before Xiaomei could continue, Shen Yan frowned and said: "How can you employees at Weilan Zhidu not even pay attention to your image? Your clothes are a mess."

Xiaomei had a guilty conscience and hurriedly began tidying up in a panic. Taking advantage of this gap, Shen Yan shook his head, feigning dissatisfaction, and continued walking.

Wu Yueer followed closely behind. She didn't think much of it at all, assuming Shen Yan's "girlfriend" referred to Hao Anqi.

The fat, big-eared man beside her widened his eyes, staring obsessively at those beautiful black-silk-clad legs, his drool flowing down the corner of his mouth involuntarily.

Holy crap! Even with all his experience, he had never seen such a top-tier beauty.

The man took the initiative to step forward and greet her: "Beauty, I'm the boss of an advertising company. This is my business card. I think your temperament and everything else are excellent. May I ask if you're interested in being a model? Everything regarding the compensation is negotiable."

He knew this script by heart and used it whenever he met a young, beautiful girl; it never failed, after all, no one was uninterested in money.

After the shoot, he would treat her to a late-night snack or something, showing off his wealth and power. With a little effort and cost, getting her into bed wasn't impossible.

Hearing this, Xiaomei immediately showed a trace of resentment. Dog of a man! He had just invited her to be a model, and she had thought she had finally met someone who truly appreciated her talent. She hadn't expected that the moment he saw someone prettier, he would cast her aside.

Eating what's in the bowl while looking at what's in the pot—the grass is always greener on the other side.

Men really are no good!

The man's gaze made Wu Yueer feel disgusted. She didn't stop her pace at all. The man, unwilling to miss out on this top-tier beauty, hurriedly chased after her.

"Beauty, we are a legitimate advertising company, not scammers. The pay is absolutely generous. Won't you consider it again?"

Wu Yueer was still that fiery little chili pepper. She shot him a glare and said unceremoniously: "Don't follow me. Who's short of your pocket change?"

"Beauty......" Intimidated by Wu Yueer's aura, the man subconsciously paused his steps.

"Shut up!"