Chapter 158

"I'll lead the way for the young lady." The stiffness on Fan Siyi's face flashed by, but he was still smiling as he blocked He Lele's path.

"No need." He Lele frowned, intending to bypass him as she spoke.

"Yes, you do." Fan Siyi's tone was tough. With a pull of his long arm, he pulled He Lele into his chest. Seeing her beautiful back exposed, he even looked at Shentu Mo with a look that all men understood. "Old classmate's friend, of course, Fan must entertain well."

He Lele was stunned looking at the arm around her waist. She suddenly pushed Fan Siyi away, and the cocktail in her hand splashed, beautifully and completely onto his face and chest—

The lobby suddenly quieted down.

Who is this woman?

This woman is finished!

What status does she have! So bold?

The Fan family's Crown Prince won't let her go!

Poor woman!

Countless gazes mixed with pity and gloating shot at He Lele like thousands of arrows, as if watching a rabbit that had rushed into a wolf's den.

Fan Siyi, the third generation of the military-political combination, neither followed the military nor politics, but insisted on getting involved in the entertainment industry and did quite well. Usually, he was considered a gentleman and didn't have any bad habits, but whenever he encountered Shentu Mo... According to friends around Fan Siyi, Fan Siyi wished he could eat Shentu Mo but had nowhere to bite, so he could only find opportunities to disgust him. For example: as long as it was a female companion Shentu Mo brought out, he would take every single one to bed!

And Shentu Mo, who had always treated women as nothing—never paid attention. Even if his companion angered Fan the Great—he definitely wouldn't save her—

Everyone's eyes blurred, and they instantly held their breath.

What did they see? Shentu Mo grabbed the hand Fan the Great was about to swing at that woman?

"Hmph! So you also have a time when you cherish beauty!" Fan Siyi glared at Shentu Mo with hatred. "I have been waiting for this day for a long time. I will definitely repay the humiliation you gave me back then twofold!"

"...What matter?" Shentu Mo was indifferent.

"You, you! Stop playing dumb with me!" Shaking off Shentu Mo's hand, Fan Siyi's eyes were full of humiliation.

"Are you talking about the time I slept with your first love?" Shentu Mo pulled He Lele back and tidied her slightly messy hair.

Fan Siyi's face turned livid as he glanced at the suddenly enlightened crowd around him, his hatred for Shentu Mo reaching its peak! The only woman he had ever truly loved, the woman he still couldn't forget, the woman he had spent great effort to pursue, the woman he was preparing to propose to at the graduation dance—was slept with by Shentu Mo on the eve of graduation!

Looking at the pair of beauties in front of him, the unwillingness in Fan Siyi's heart burned like fire. "Hmph... I won't let it go like this. Whoever you want to protect, I will definitely move!"

"You can." Shentu Mo smiled, his handsome face showing no displeasure. "You move her, I move you."

The smile of the God of Death... appeared, it appeared! Several directors and executives of Muse felt cold as soon as they saw Shentu Mo's smile at this moment. Although the crowd didn't understand the terror behind Shentu Mo's smile, they could all hear the threat in Shentu Mo's words!

Shentu Mo went against Fan the Great for a woman!

Everyone blinked in disbelief, and the person among the crowd who couldn't believe the scene in front of them the most was Ji Jie, who had personally brought He Lele to Shentu Mo!

Shentu... could it be that he also... No, how is that possible!

Just as the whole hall of people were waiting to watch the fun, the host of the banquet finally came out to invite everyone to take their seats. And when everyone's attention returned to the center of the storm just now, only Shentu Mo was left there, as if everything just now was just their illusion.

Ji Jie took He Lele and walked toward the parking area with a full body of anxiety and impatience.

He Lele frowned, trying hard to pull back her hand that was about to be crushed by him, but Ji Jie held it tighter and tighter—

"Ah..." He Lele couldn't help but cry out in pain.

Ji Jie finally stopped, turned around to stare at her deeply, and after a moment, suddenly stepped forward to hug her waist and kiss her lips, biting and invading as if venting.

"Mm..." Pain, pain!

Not until he tasted blood in his mouth did Ji Jie let her go. Staring at her red lips, which were even more eye-catching and alluring with the blood, a strong impulse surged in his heart. "I'll marry you! Give up on Shentu!"

"...You're crazy!" He Lele touched the wound on her lips lightly.

"Even if Shentu is interested in you, he can't marry you! Didn't you say you wanted to find a man who loves you and can accept you to marry? I'll marry you!"

"..." He Lele looked at the excited man in front of her. It was the first time she had been proposed to, and she couldn't deny a moment of being moved, but—"You're drunk."

"Do you want me to hold you here to prove whether I'm drunk? Tomorrow I'll take you to register. From now on, you must forget Shentu!"

The savage roar, the overbearing command, thundered into He Lele's ears like deafening thunder. Her body, which hadn't fully recovered, her right hand that had been swollen again by his grip, the wound on her forehead that was aching faintly—under layers of stimulation, He Lele's long-suppressed temper finally exploded.

"Who do you think you are? You want to marry, and I should be grateful and marry you? You tell me to forget someone, and I should obediently listen and forget? Besides pain, what else can you give me by marrying you? And what right do you have to ask me to marry you!"

"...Just because I fucking fell in love with you, this ungrateful slut!"

"..." He Lele gritted her teeth hard, suppressing the words that were about to blurt out, and walked toward Ji Jie's Lamborghini.

"What else do you want?" Ji Jie's figure paused, then he chased after her and grabbed He Lele's arm. "Money, status, status, and love, I can give you everything. What else do you want? Stars? The moon? You fucking speak!"

Clenching her fists, releasing, clenching again, and releasing again, the breath in her chest was still stuck there. He Lele laughed at herself. "What do I like the most? What do I hate the most? What am I most afraid of? What do I want the most? What do I value the most?"

Ji Jie opened his mouth, just about to answer, but his heart suddenly felt a chill.