Chapter 1075

Su Yang felt a sudden "Holy shit"…… He never expected that in the end he still couldn't escape this calamity.

The already somewhat displeased Young Master Wang now had his gaze fixed on Su Yang, icy and bone‑chilling.

Zhou Ruohan pinched Su Yang's waist hard: "Look, in the end it's still you he's found. With so many people, why does he always pick you?"

Su Yang muttered: "How would I know? I guess he doesn't know many people, so he just knows me."

But under everyone's gaze, he still said: "Young Master Wang, you studied abroad, didn't you? What's your research? Chinese ancient history—is that even a problem for you?"

"But having said that, knowledge isn't like other things—you either have it or you don't; you can't fake it."

"Although I haven't studied abroad or researched ancient history, I can still understand the phrase 'buy one, get one free.'"

"What? You think you can handle something that even Duo'ergong couldn't back then?"

Upon hearing the words "buy one, get one free," Young Master Wang's head went Boom— and his face changed.

This isn't just a ordinary slap in the face—he had investigated Fang Jingwen in every way before, and she had never dated anyone; aside from work, she basically had no social contact, just going between office and home.

Aside from necessary work occasions, she had never come into contact with any unrelated man.

How could this possibly happen? If I fucking knew you already had someone else's kid, what love am I even begging for? Am I just being a masochist or what?

Everyone else's reaction was also fucking shocked to the core, shocked to the max.

In that circle, there aren't many people who count, and everyone basically knows what's going on among them.

Fang Jingwen never let it slip that she was dating anyone or anything like that; she just said she had someone, which, upon first hearing, seems even more excessive than those who studied abroad.

After a long while, Young Master Wang finally squeezed out from between his teeth: "You… you actually ruined her purity! Do you really think I can't deal with you?"

Su Yang shrugged: "I'm just helping interpret this meaning—I don't know whether it's really like that."

To be honest, Su Yang was also shocked inside; he really didn't think Fang Jingwen would be that kind of casual person.

Because he had known Fang Jingwen for more than a day or two, there were no rumors; normally, aside from occasionally joking and bickering with him, she wouldn't interact with other male colleagues unless it was work-related.

How could this suddenly appear? It's rather puzzling, but upon thinking, could Fang Jingwen have done this on purpose to reject Young Master Wang?

But if that's really the case, wouldn't that truly ruin her own reputation? In this circle, some people are clearly corrupt yet still strive to craft a pure image for themselves.

All just so she could find an honest person in the future.

You could be considered truly pristine and spotless; why would you insist on ruining your own reputation?

You might not care personally, but gossip in this circle will inevitably stir up a huge storm.

Those busy fawning over Young Master Wang all stood up and shouted at Su Yang: "Su Yang, you're going too far!"

"It's understandable for men to argue a couple of sentences, even come to blows, after all we're all young and hot-blooded."

"But you suddenly slandered a young woman—what's your motive?"

"Pah! Your character is truly something no one can agree with; you couldn't spit out ivory from that dog's mouth!"

"Damn it, you old man, you're simply not human, lacking any gentlemanly decorum; we're truly ashamed of you!"

Although this group was shouting loudly, the spotlight always stayed on Young Master Wang and Fang Jingwen, leaving them actually in semi-darkness.

Otherwise, even if they dared to curse so recklessly in their hearts, they probably wouldn't have the guts to say it out loud.

Just as the torrent of insults toward Su Yang was sweeping in, Fang Jingwen openly admitted: "Are you guys sick in the head? My own affairs—do I really need others to sling mud and frame me?"

"Young Master Wang, I have a prenatal checkup report here; I can let you take a look."

"If you don't mind, buy one get one free—I wouldn't object either."

"But you'd better prepare yourself for the eventual whipping of a corpse."

Saying that, she actually pulled out a page of examination report from her bag and threw it onto the table.

Everyone felt a chill down their spines; even if they had such things, they wouldn't dare speak up—Fang Jingwen, just like Su Yang, utterly indifferent to others' opinions, yet her bones exuded that kind of madness.

To kill ten thousand enemies, one wouldn't hesitate to suffer eight hundred losses oneself.

Young Master Wang instantly spotted that prenatal checkup report from Jingcheng Hospital, his face turning liver-colored again: "You… you… you how could you do this? Why would you do such a thing?"

Fang Jingwen said lightly: "Do I need to report my affairs to you?"

"Young Master Wang, you may control heaven, earth, and air, but you cannot control me."

At this moment, Young Master Wang's face was remarkably colorful—alternating green, purple, black, and red.

His face-changing skills could serve as material for Beijing Film Academy.

Jia Guolong, standing far behind Young Master Wang, suddenly felt a stroke of luck, thinking: "Damn, good thing I didn't succeed back then; if I had, I might well have been cuckolded by now."

Well, well, Young Master Wang, you've got plenty of face and grandeur, and the slap you ended up receiving was indeed loud.

However, the matter wasn't over; Young Master Wang stood there embarrassed, while Fang Jingwen rose and walked toward the DJ booth.

The booth attendant's face had already gone pale, thinking Fang Jingwen was coming to whip him.

Anyway, when immortals clash, it's the mortal who suffers, and that happens all the time.

Moreover, if he actually got two slaps now, nobody would step forward to plead for him.

But Fang Jingwen casually remarked: "How do you do your job? How can you let things go cold? You can request songs, right? Play 'Unfortunately Not You' for me, as a gift to Prince Wang."

"Oh, right, can't let you work for nothing." She said, pulling 200 yuan from her bag and placing it on the table.

The DJ looked pleadingly at the club manager, who wished he could hide in a corner: "Why are you staring at me like that?"

The DJ had no choice but to forcefully play 'Unfortunately Not You'.

When Liu Zixuan heard the melody start, he couldn't help but exclaim: "It's absolutely awesome."

Then he added snidely: "Hey, Su Yang, I suddenly feel that Miss Fang's personality is quite like yours—truly the type who fears neither heaven nor earth, only sticking to her own principles."

"And her approach is pretty wild too—others, if they truly don't want to, would at most politely refuse, but she not only refused outright, she also slapped the person."