Chapter 12: You sound a bit regretful?

Sheng Yu and Lu Huaizhan are truly the best of brothers.

One makes her call him Yu Ge, the other makes her call him Zhan Ge; I don't know what kind of quirk that is.

But how did he come back?

Didn't Yuan Fengye say he wouldn't be back until tomorrow?

Sheng Yu looked at what Zhu Yuan was hiding behind her back and reached out a hand, "Hand it over."

Zhu Yuan felt flustered inside and tightened her grip on the Electric Baton.

How could she have run into him so coincidentally?

Under the pressure of the man's powerful aura, she had no choice but to hand over the Electric Baton.

The Electric Baton was still buzzing with the sound of an electric current.

Sheng Yu lowered his eyes to look at it, didn't take it, and said in a cold, indifferent tone, "What, you want to shock me?"

Zhu Yuan realized what was happening, immediately turned off the power, and handed it to him.

Weighing the Electric Baton in his hand, Sheng Yu gripped it tightly, "You've got some nerve."

With such high voltage, you aren't even afraid of shocking yourself unconscious.

Watching the man's back as he walked out of the room, Zhu Yuan stood where she was, as if she hadn't yet come to her senses.

"Still not following?"

The man's cold, clear voice came from the doorway.

Zhu Yuan moved her feet to follow, and Situ, having finished checking on Lou Yi's condition, closed the room door behind him.

Once in the elevator, Zhu Yuan caught a glimpse of Sheng Yu standing beside her; his brows were tightly furrowed, then relaxed, then furrowed again.

She raised her hand, which was hanging at her side, attempting to retrieve the Electric Baton that was poking out of Sheng Yu's trench coat pocket.

This is a high-voltage model you can't find on the market; it's very convenient for dealing with scumbags.

She only had this one.

It absolutely could not be snatched away by Sheng Yu.

But what she didn't know was that the inner wall of the elevator was reflective, and Sheng Yu had long since taken in her series of small movements.

Situ couldn't bear to watch; others are bold and meticulous, but this Miss Zhu is bold and also thick-skinned.

Sheng Yu calmly gripped the Electric Baton, letting Zhu Yuan watch helplessly as he placed it into his other pocket.

Zhu Yuan's hanging heart finally died.

When the elevator reached the top-floor suite, Zhu Yuan remembered that Sheng Tang was a property of the Sheng Family, and this top floor was undoubtedly Sheng Yu's territory.

Sheng Yu took off his trench coat and tossed it onto the armrest of the sofa; Zhu Yuan leaned over silently, and before she could even sit down, she heard Sheng Yu ask her in a ghostly tone: "Dressed up so beautifully, are you looking to borrow money from him?"

Zhu Yuan was startled.

She blurted out, "I didn't dress up... I didn't mean to borrow money from him."

Sheng Yu leaned against the sofa, tapped a cigarette out of the pack, and upon hearing this, lifted his eyelids to look at her, "Then you went to get a room with him?"

"Don't say that, I went specifically to shock him."

"If I said yes, would you believe me?"

Sheng Yu withdrew his gaze, saying neither that he believed her nor that he didn't, and lowered his head to light the cigarette; the flame flickered across his sharp-featured face, and the shadows cast by the light gave his eyes a dangerous air.

"Did he touch you?"

Zhu Yuan shook her head, "He didn't have the chance before I shocked him unconscious."

"Judging by your tone, you sound a bit regretful?"

Sheng Yu tossed the lighter onto the coffee table, his eyes narrowing slightly as he scrutinized her while smoking.

Zhu Yuan remembered what Lu Huaizhan had told her: very few people could get the better of Sheng Yu's tongue.

He wasn't just mean; he was toxic.

Zhu Yuan didn't want to be misunderstood, so she explained: "Running into Lou Yi was an accident; if I hadn't found a way to trick him into getting a room, I wouldn't have been able to walk out of the gates of Sheng Tang tonight. I suppose Yu Ge must already know that I'm short on money, but I never thought of using this method to borrow it."

She sat on the single-seat sofa, not knowing if she felt humiliated by being misunderstood or aggrieved by her own situation, and turned her head to look out the floor-to-ceiling window.

Sheng Yu's action of flicking the ash paused, "The Pei Family Bank is not open for business, and you haven't mentioned it to me; what other methods do you have?"

Zhu Yuan didn't look back, "Go to the black market and sell a kidney."

Situ was stunned to hear this.

This Miss Zhu...

"How much could a kidney from your small frame even be worth?" Sheng Yu said coldly, directly stubbing out the cigarette in the ashtray.

Just then, his phone rang.

Looking at the caller ID, his brows furrowed slightly.

He answered the call.

"Grandmother."

"Why didn't you tell me in advance that you were coming back?"

"Don't you know now?" Sheng Yu raised his right hand to pinch the bridge of his nose; in his peripheral vision, Zhu Yuan was still maintaining her previous posture, looking toward the floor-to-ceiling window.

Stubborn to a fault!

The Sheng Family matriarch on the other end of the line said angrily, "If I had known you were coming back today, I wouldn't have had to postpone the matchmaking banquet until tomorrow."

He withdrew his gaze, "I don't have any such plans right now."

"You don't even have a single woman by your side; do you know what they're saying about you outside? With you like this, how could your father possibly hand over the Sheng Group to you!"

Sheng Yu was somewhat impatient and hung up the phone directly.

Zhu Yuan turned her head and glanced at Sheng Yu's trench coat within arm's reach; the Electric Baton could not be retrieved.

Forget it.

Zhu Yuan did not look at Sheng Yu, lowering her head as she said, "If Yu Ge has nothing else, I will first..."

"Do you want money?" Sheng Yu looked at her.

Zhu Yuan was stunned.

She had thought Sheng Yu already knew she was short on money but had not offered to help, and since his stance was already very clear, she had not dared to bring it up.

But in this current situation, was there still a chance?

Zhu Yuan sat back down and nodded, "I want it."

"I can lend you money, but you have to do me a favor."

That there was still something in this world that Sheng Yu needed help with, Zhu Yuan could not help but straighten her back.

Sheng Yu said slowly, "My family is pressuring me to get married."

Zhu Yuan picked up the glass of water Situ had poured for her earlier, held it, took a sip, suppressed her racing heart, and tentatively asked in a low voice, "Do you mean you want me to have a whirlwind marriage with you?"

That was how the plots in TV shows and novels always went.

To shut up their families' marriage pressure, a rebellious wealthy young master would find a random passerby for a whirlwind marriage; she had seen such tropes before.

Sheng Yu looked at her eyes; they were clearly delicate and charming, yet her gaze was incomparably clear.

He closed his eyes and said, word by word, "In your dreams."

Zhu Yuan's face turned completely red in an instant.

How could she have had the nerve to say that just now?

But she had a good mindset, and even with a red face, she asked very calmly, "What would you like me to do?"

"Come here."

Zhu Yuan stood up and walked in front of Sheng Yu, not knowing what he wanted to do.

Sheng Yu, however, grabbed her wrist and pulled her directly in front of him.

Caught off guard by the pull, Zhu Yuan almost lost her footing, and one hand scrambled for support, landing squarely on Sheng Yu's firm chest; through his shirt, it felt hard and hot.

She withdrew her hand, shaken, but without support, she was forced to reach out and brace herself against Sheng Yu's chest again.

Looking down at the man so close at hand, feeling the texture and temperature coming from her palms, it felt as if her entire person was enveloped by male hormones.

The flush on Zhu Yuan's cheeks had not yet faded, and she only felt it was frighteningly hot.

"Young Master Yu, please let me go." She wanted to struggle but could not break free.

He controlled her with ease.

A faint scent of alcohol spread out.

Sheng Yu narrowed his eyes, "Have you been drinking?"