Chapter 115: You Say I'm an Impostor?

She was overjoyed, and with incomparable smugness, she cast a provocative glance at Tong Yue.

She immediately pushed the door open and walked in, leaving Tong Yue alone, disheveled in the wind.

She walked into the dressing room.

Before she could even speak, Li Xinran felt an unprecedented pressure of aura.

For a moment, she was actually so nervous that she trembled.

"You are that Li Xinran?"

Without waiting for Li Xinran to speak, the man with his back to her spoke in a deep voice and slowly turned his chair around.

In an instant.

Li Xinran's smile froze instantly.

As if she had seen something terrifying, she only felt a chill shoot straight from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

She subconsciously took a step back, looking at this familiar person in front of her in disbelief.

Sh... Shen Huai? How could it be him! "Why are you here! Where is Young Master Shen?!" Li Xinran was somewhat angry.

Why does Shen Huai have to come and ruin her good deeds every time at a critical moment! "I don't know what you are talking about, but the person you were shouting to find outside the door is me," Shen Huai said indifferently.

"Hmph, Shen Huai, you are truly not afraid of death, daring to impersonate Young Master Shen!"

Li Xinran did not believe it at all and kept asking relentlessly, convinced that Shen Huai was deliberately playing dumb with her.

"Impersonating?"

Shen Huai let out a scoff.

The next second, the aura around him instantly turned cold, and even his eyes became as cold as if falling into an ice cellar: "What are you, and what qualifications do you have to call my name directly?"

The sudden change in aura made Li Xinran's face change slightly.

She could clearly feel that the person in front of her was completely different from Shen Huai in both temperament and attire.

But...

Looking at this face that was exactly the same as Shen Huai's, Li Xinran still braced herself with a fluke, stubbornly saying: "Just because you say you are, you are? Who can't talk big!"

Hearing this.

Shen Huai sneered, slowly stood up, and walked toward Li Xinran.

As his footsteps drew near.

The tall figure instantly shrouded Li Xinran's entire body in shadow.

"Want to verify my true identity? Are you worthy?"

"On the way here, my mother mentioned you, saying I should look after you a bit, so as not to ruin someone's future with a single word."

"But now it seems there is no need for that."

Upon hearing this, Li Xinran's eyes trembled: "... You, Shen... what do you want to do?"

"I've changed my mind."

Shen Huai said faintly: "Didn't you insist that I am an impostor? I will let you see whether I am an impostor or not."

After speaking, Shen Huai picked up his phone and quickly dialed a number.

"Hey, come over here now, immediately, right away."

After speaking, he hung up the phone unceremoniously and looked at Li Xinran with a playful expression.

"..." Li Xinran just stood there.

Her whole heart was anxious and uneasy.

Who did this person just call? What is he trying to do?

Soon, there was an answer to everything.

A burst of hurried pattering footsteps came from far to near outside the door.

Immediately after, the door was suddenly opened a crack from the outside, and a Mediterranean-style head tentatively poked in.

"... Young Master Shen, you were looking for me?"

Shen Huai looked at the person outside the door crack, curled his lips into an evil smile, and beckoned to him, "Come in."

"Hey, alright."

The man with the Mediterranean hairstyle hurriedly walked in obsequiously: "Young Master Shen, you called me, is there anything you need to instruct?"

"Nothing special, just that I've encountered an interesting person now,"

Shen Huai paused deliberately, then said slowly, word by word, "She says I am an impostor."

As soon as the words fell.

The man's expression was clearly stunned for a moment before he reacted and hurriedly joked.

"Young Master Shen, don't joke around. Who has such a death wish that they dare to say you are an impostor? Don't they want to live anymore?"

"I'm not joking."

Shen Huai faintly nudged his chin behind the man, "This person is right behind you. Why don't you have a chat with her?"

The man's expression changed slightly, and he turned to look—

He saw Li Xinran standing there foolishly, already so scared that she had lost all facial control.

How could she not recognize this man?

Ryan Business Department Director, Wang Shuo! She couldn't believe that this person had easily summoned a director-level figure from Ryan with just one phone call! And!

To be able to make someone as cold as Wang Shuo show such a servile and fawning manner, the identity of the person in front of her absolutely could not be fake!

"Why is it you?!"

Seeing that it was Li Xinran, Wang Shuo's expression immediately turned somewhat angry.

He already had reservations about letting Li Xinran be the spokesperson for Ryan, and now this woman actually dared to openly contradict a distinguished guest of Ryan.

Is she trying to ruin her own future!? "... S-sorry, President Wang!"

Li Xinran was already scared out of her wits; with a thud, she knelt on both knees, "I had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai; it is all my fault, my eyes were dim..."

She wept like a flower in the rain, bitterly pleading with Wang Shuo.

If she had to choose between her future and her dignity, she would choose the former without hesitation.

Wang Shuo only felt humiliated to the extreme.

He pointed coldly at Shen Huai: "What is the use of saying sorry to me? The one you should be apologizing to is not me, but Young Master Shen!"

In an instant.

The color drained from Li Xinran's face bit by bit, finally turning deathly pale.

She had never imagined, no matter what.

That the person before her, who looked exactly like Shen Huai, was actually the Heir to the Shen Family!

No, she should say.

That the Heir to the Shen Family would actually look exactly like Shen Huai! It was simply like... a copy-pasted twin! "Crawl over there, and for every word you said that disrespected Young Master Shen, slap yourself! Until Young Master Shen forgives you!"

Who could be offended and who could not, Wang Shuo knew clearly in his heart.

A sense of sorrow rose in her heart.

Li Xinran threw all caution to the wind.

She crawled bit by bit toward Shen Huai, tears streaming from her eyes, raised her hand, and slapped herself hard across the face!

"Young Master Shen, I'm sorry!"

Immediately after, she slapped the other side of her face!

"Young Master Shen, I beg you to forgive me!"

Just as she was about to land the third slap, a large hand tightly grabbed Li Xinran's wrist.

"Do you still think I'm a fake now?"

Shen Huai looked at Li Xinran with a half-smile, his tone carrying a hint of mockery.

"... N-no, no more..."

Li Xinran's face was deathly pale, her cheeks swollen from her own slaps.

Her lips trembled, but she could not say a single word.

Although she could not figure out why the Heir to the Shen Family would look exactly like Shen Huai.

But Wang Shuo's arrival forced her to believe in the identity of the person before her.

She could not afford to gamble.

"That's enough, get up."

Shen Huai spoke indifferently, "You have to go on stage in a while; if your face is swollen, the makeup artist will have worked in vain."

"... Th-thank you, Young Master Shen..."

Li Xinran gritted her teeth and stood up unsteadily.

Having knelt for so long and being emotionally agitated, she felt a wave of lightheadedness the moment she stood up.

"Young Master Shen is letting you off, why aren't you going to your room to prepare?!"

Wang Shuo glared at Li Xinran, then nodded and bowed to Shen Huai, "Young Master Shen, if there is nothing else, shall I go back to the backstage to help?"

"Mm, you all go."

Shen Huai turned around haughtily without looking back.

Outside the door.

Tong Yue was pacing anxiously at the entrance.

Li Xinran and the Ryan business director had entered the room one after another, so why hadn't they come out after such a long time?

Could something have happened? Just as Tong Yue could no longer hold back and intended to risk entering the room to check.

The two of them walked out of the room together.

She was just about to go up and ask.

But she was shocked to discover that Li Xinran's eyes were red, and both of her cheeks were swollen like a pig's head!

In an instant.

Tong Yue's inner anxiety magnified infinitely.

What was going on?

There was only one hour left until the press conference, how could the artist's face suddenly swell up like this?!

How could it be suppressed!

(End of this chapter)