Chapter 162: 162. Chapter 162: Fiancée!

162. Chapter 162: Fiancée!

Dead silence.

A dead silence so profound you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone was so shocked by the Robot's words that they were speechless.

Shen Huai widened his eyes in disbelief; the Robot's words were like a heavy hammer, smashing fiercely into his heart, leaving him almost unable to breathe.

He finally understood what kind of agreement Yang Lan had reached with his father, Shen Zhiyuan, in private! Using robot technology to exchange for this set-in-stone engagement!

No wonder Yang Lan was so confident, so unscrupulous!

Although on the surface, this robot was playing the role of his non-existent older brother.

The person Yang Lan was to be engaged to was also his "brother," but who among those in the know wouldn't be clear that he didn't have a brother at all! The one attending the engagement banquet would only be him, Shen Huai! Yang Lan was actually this resolute, this unscrupulous!

Shen Huai felt a surge of rage rush from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

He turned his head abruptly, staring fixedly at Yang Lan, and asked in a deep voice, word by word: "Yang Lan, what exactly are you trying to do?!"

Facing Shen Huai's flaming eyes, Yang Lan only smiled lightly, her gaze shifting with a hint of cunning and triumph.

She turned slightly to the side, extended her slender, jade-like hand, and gently stroked the Robot's cheek, her tone so gentle it could drip honey: "Do you like this surprise?"

"Surprise? You call this a surprise?!" Shen Huai laughed out of extreme anger.

Lin Yeman was trembling with rage.

The heartache of being backstabbed by her sister was already hard enough to bear, and now Yang Lan had actually gone so far as to act so decisively, cutting off all her opportunities.

Even her exquisite makeup could not hide Lin Yeman's anger at this moment.

She violently shook off Shen Huai's hand, walked up to Yang Lan in her high heels, and gritted her teeth: "Yang Lan, what do you take Shen Huai for?"

"Take him for what?" Yang Lan acted as if she didn't see Lin Yeman's anger, maintaining her elegant smile, "Of course, I take him as my fiancé."

"Fiancé? Don't you find that ridiculous?"

Lin Yeman laughed in anger, "Is everyone in your eyes just a commodity to be traded at will?"

"Miss Lin, please watch your language."

The Robot "Shen Huai" stepped forward, blocking in front of Yang Lan.

Because Lin Yeman was wearing a mask, others only assumed she was some random passerby jealous of the situation; however, the Robot possessed pupil recognition technology and identified Lin Yeman's identity at a glance from the eyes visible through her mask.

"My engagement with Ms. Yang Lan is permitted and recognized by both our parents; as her younger sister, I ask for your blessing."

"Blessing?"

Lin Yeman looked as if she had heard some grand joke.

She couldn't be bothered to argue with a robot, so she walked straight to Yang Lan's ear and leaned in close: "Sister, you are truly narcissistic."

"I accept the compliment," Yang Lan replied, not showing any weakness.

After saying this, Yang Lan raised her hand; the Robot received the gesture command and immediately spread its hand toward her obediently, bowing slightly.

Yang Lan placed her hand in the palm of "Shen Huai" and said to the crowd: "I hope everyone has a good time; I will take my leave now."

Yang Lan's red high heels clicked against the marble floor, making a crisp "tap-tap" sound, and the Robot followed closely behind her, wooden like a marionette.

Shen Huai caught up quickly and grabbed Yang Lan's wrist, "Have you played enough!"

Yang Lan looked back, a perfect smile still hanging on the corners of her lips, though the smile did not reach her eyes, "Second Young Master Shen, please show some self-respect; there are so many people watching outside."

"Self-respect? Why didn't you think of self-respect when you did this kind of thing!"

Looking at the face beside Yang Lan that was identical to his own, Shen Huai was burning with rage.

At this moment, that face had entered a standby state, lifeless and with hollow, vacant eyes.

"You went to such lengths to create a fake, what exactly are you trying to do?" Shen Huai asked through gritted teeth.

Lin Yeman also walked up, looking coldly at Yang Lan, "Sister, you really are unscrupulous to get Shen Huai."

Yang Lan chuckled, her gaze shifting with nothing but mockery, "If you had the means, you could have gone for it too."

She stroked the Robot's cheek with a sickly intimacy, her tone as gentle as a lover's whisper, "I said it before: the things I like will definitely be mine." "You!..."

Shen Huai was choked with anger; he had never seen such a shameless person.

"Let's go." Yang Lan ignored Shen Huai further and walked away holding the Robot, leaving Lin Yeman and Shen Huai in a state of disarray.

Inside the ballroom.

The moment the door closed, the crowd finally came back to their senses and began to discuss it with great amazement.

"What just happened? That was too melodramatic, right?"

"Am I the only one who has an extra memory? I remember this Young Master Shen just admitted his relationship with Li Xinran at the Ryan Press Conference, right? How long has it been, and he's already changed partners?"

"Li Xinran was obviously just a whim of Young Master Shen's; did she really think the threshold of a wealthy family was that easy to cross?"

"..."

Some busybodies even posted the video they had secretly filmed online.

Soon, the online popularity began to climb.

"Holy crap, the Chairman of Xingyao is fighting over a man with a female celebrity under her own company? That's too explosive!"

"Are the masquerade balls of the rich really this dramatic?"

"Can a rich person also inexplicably get engaged to me? I don't want to work anymore!"

"Wake up, the person above, stop dreaming. Yang Lan's father, Yang Huo, has a very high international influence!"

"..."

Lu Sheng sat in the corner, watching all of this, her gaze shifting, her heart sinking deeper and deeper.

She opened her phone and watched as topics like #Xingyao Shen Group Business Marriage, #Well-Matched in Social Status, and #Li Xinran climbed rapidly, her mood a mix of complex emotions.

If it were only Lin Yeman, she didn't believe she would lose.

She had even more absolute confidence that she could win against girls of the caliber of Liu Shishi or Tong Yue.

But Lu Sheng never expected that even Yang Lan would have a connection with Shen Huai.

Suddenly, Lu Sheng felt a void in her heart, and the spirit that had been supporting her to charge forward collapsed by more than half.

So disappointed.

She cast a sidelong glance to the side, where Tong Yue was also holding her phone and scrolling through it rapidly, her brows tightly locked.

Lu Sheng raised an eyebrow, walked calmly toward Tong Yue, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Today..."

"Director Lu, I might have to leave first."

Before Lu Sheng could finish, Tong Yue suddenly raised her head, tears welling in her eyes: "The public opinion is somewhat unfavorable to Star Glory, I have to go back and work overtime."

After speaking, Tong Yue lowered her eyes, stood up with a swoosh, lifted her skirt hem, and ran wildly toward the door with a clatter-clatter-clatter of her high heels.

She really did not want to reveal her fragile side in front of anyone.

The words of comfort Lu Sheng wanted to offer were stuck in her throat; she stared at Tong Yue's retreating figure, froze for a moment, and then laughed at herself, "What has happened to me, to be so distracted over a man, I've become unlike myself."

She took a deep breath, and her gaze became sharp and cold once again.

It wasn't as if Shen Huai himself was getting engaged, so what was there for her to be disappointed about? Lu Sheng patted her cheeks and slowly walked out of the ballroom.

On the second floor, inside a VIP private room.

Shen Zhiyuan watched the turn of events below and calmly took a sip of tea.

"What is there to watch? Isn't all of this your idea?" Yang Shuqin glanced at Shen Zhiyuan and teased with a smile, "Using your own son as bait to cast out, I didn't expect so many fish to take the hook."

"Now it's done, let's see how you choose."

Hearing Yang Shuqin's words, Shen Zhiyuan was unimpressed: "It's not me choosing; I am merely helping Shen Huai see his own heart clearly." (End of this chapter)