Chapter 308
“I’m sorry, can you step back a bit? The smell of your perfume is really too bad, it’s making me want to puke,” Xu Ke said with a cheerful smile on his face.
“Ah!” Upon hearing Xu Ke’s words, the woman with a hoarse voice let out a high-pitched scream, making everyone’s ears tingle, “What did you just say? Do you know how expensive my perfume is? How dare you say it smells bad, have you ever seen the world?” the woman said, her face slightly contorted with anger.
“We’re not deaf, no need to shout so loudly, you’re about to make us deaf,” Sheng Wenhao nonchalantly said while digging his ear, “Considering your ears don’t seem to be very good, I, this young master, will reluctantly repeat once again that he just said your scent is really too pungent, making him unable to eat, so could you step back a bit to not disturb our meal.”
Sheng Wenhao added fuel to the fire with a mischievous grin, creatively rephrasing what Xu Ke had originally said.
“You! You!” The woman was utterly infuriated by Sheng Wenhao’s words. As she scanned the restaurant, she noticed many people were looking at her with a playful gaze, instantly causing her to hate both Sheng Wenhao and Xu Ke, as well as Lin Mengyao, who hadn’t said a word from the beginning.
The woman’s gaze fell on the water cup on the table, her eyes lit up, and she immediately reached out to grab the cup to splash the three people. But Xu Ke and Sheng Wenhao beat her to it, taking away the cups on the table first.
Sheng Wenhao even had the nerve to fan the flames of her anger, “If you want to drink water, please go somewhere else. Our table doesn’t welcome rude guests to join us,” Sheng Wenhao lifted the cup and took a sip in front of the woman, a corner of his mouth curling up with eyes full of provocation.
“You, you all!” The woman was completely speechless by Sheng Wenhao’s annoying face, having the water cup in Sheng Wenhao’s hand leaving her nothing to splash. Fortunately, she quickly remembered the small handbag she was carrying.
The woman tightened her grip on the handbag chain, the anger that had been obvious before suddenly vanished as if all was forgotten, she even smiled at Sheng Wenhao. But in the next moment, she swung her handbag at Sheng Wenhao’s head, the maroon handbag cutting a shadow through the air.
“Ah!” Lin Mengyao saw the trajectory of the bag and couldn’t help but exclaim, holding her breath for Sheng Wenhao.
“Don’t worry, it’s okay, Wenhao can handle a few women, we just need to watch the show,” Xu Ke handed a water cup to Lin Mengyao and winked at her, his gentle eyes full of mischief, which eased Lin Mengyao’s fear and tension considerably.
On the other hand, just as the bag was about to hit Sheng Wenhao’s head, he switched the water cup to his other hand, and his now free hand seemingly had eyes as it caught the bag without looking at it.
“Let go!” The woman tried to rescue her handbag from Sheng Wenhao’s grip, but unfortunately, she was too weak and didn’t want to damage her favorite bag, so she didn’t dare to use force.
The three people behind the woman, seeing their good friend being bullied by Sheng Wenhao, immediately tried to imitate the woman and hit Sheng Wenhao with their bags, but Sheng Wenhao spoke up just at that moment, “Tell your friends to back off, otherwise you won’t be able to keep this bag.”
Sheng Wenhao gave the woman a wicked smile, his grip on the bag gradually tightening, the surface of the bag soon denting, making the woman’s heart bleed as she hurriedly shouted at the people behind her, “Don’t come over!”
“But this man is bullying you,” said the woman behind her, looking shocked at her friend, with a look of indignation.
“I’m not important, the bag is,” the woman said without hesitation as she looked at her beloved bag.
“This bag is limited edition, it’s out of stock and can’t be bought anymore. I can’t let anything happen to it, so you all back off,” the woman said, her heart aching as she saw Sheng Wenhao’s tightening grip, her eyes filled with urgency and pleading, even tears appearing in her eyes.
Lin Mengyao wasn’t fond of bags, so she couldn’t understand the woman’s feelings, finding it utterly absurd.
Xu Ke looked at the woman’s posture and lazily sipped his water before speaking slowly, “Who knows? Some love money as much as life itself, maybe she loves bags that much.”
The protagonist being discussed by Xu Ke and Lin Mengyao, after sheltering her friends, looked at Sheng Wenhao with yearning eyes and said with a hint of urgency in her voice, “Put my bag down.”
“And what if I don’t? What will you do?” Sheng Wenhao responded with some aggravation.
“What will it take for you to let go? You can’t do anything to my bag. If it’s damaged, you won’t hear the end of it, you hear me?” the woman said, sounding a little aggrieved.
A mischievous glint appeared in Sheng Wenhao’s eyes. Before so many changes, he used to be playful and mischievous. With the weight off his mind, his wild nature seemed to resurface.
“Oh?” Sheng Wenhao slightly tilted his head, an expression of innocence on his face, yet he suddenly pulled the unprepared woman close to him, closing the distance between them abruptly.
“How will you not let it go with me?” Sheng Wenhao’s voice suddenly turned husky and low, his male pheromones striking the woman’s heart, causing her face to flush deeply.
The suddenly intimate atmosphere caught everyone off guard; Lin Mengyao’s jaw dropped with disbelief, blinking hard to see if there was something wrong with her eyes. But the fact was as she saw; the two who had been at loggerheads were suddenly enveloped in a pink bubble.
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