“You seem astonished to see me. What? You don’t welcome me?” With his eyebrows knitted, He Siming put on a slightly unhappy look on his handsome face.
Wen Shuyue was shocked before she explained hastily, shaking her head, “No at all. I thought it was Lu Junhan, but it is you.”
After all, Xiaolu’s words only reminded Wen Shuyue of Lu Junhan and Qin Weiwei since He Siming never caused trouble as Xiaolu described.
“I didn’t know you’re so infatuated and still can’t forget your ex-husband,” He Siming sneered, whose cold words could suffocate people.
He Siming came to visit Wen Shuyue for he happened to pass by. But unexpectedly, Wen was expecting someone else, who had hurt her badly. It wouldn’t make sense if He Siming felt happy about it.
Wen Shuyue’s face turned solemn as she said coldly with hatred, “Mr. He, that’s not funny. Lu Junhan is an implacable enemy of mine. I came back with the purpose of ruining him. It’s impossible that I still have feelings for him. Plus…”
Lu Junhan kept her mother away from her, so she didn’t dare to offend him publicly.
“Plus what?” He Siming stared at her with his eyes as sharp as those of a hawk.
Wen Shuyue smiled bitterly before she looked up at He Siming and asked softly in a spoiled manner, “I don’t want to talk about it. Shall we just drop it?”
Her voice gave He Siming a start. He evaded his eyes as his ears gradually flushed, none of which he noticed.
“By the way, what can I do for you, Mr. He? If my memory serves me right, we have an appointment tomorrow, not today.” Wen Shuyue suddenly thought of the business.
“Nothing serious. I just passed by and wanted to know if Baobao feels better now.” His words were occasionally stumbling and obviously stilted.
Wen Baobao caught a fever after he got back home last night. Not knowing who else to ask for help, Wen Shuyue told He Siming about it. He then sent a maid to take care of Baobao immediately.
Wen Shuyue didn’t expect that he still remembered such a trifle.
She was a little touched, with a warm current flowing in her heart. She puckered her lips before she said with a light smile, “Baobao is fine. He caught a fever because he was too tired. All he needs is a good rest.”
“Well, take good care of him.” He Siming nodded and cast a glance at Wen Shuyue before he turned round to leave.
As soon as he left, Wen Shuyue somehow breathed a sigh of relief. She wondered why she felt a little nervous in front of him.
Come on, what was wrong with you, Wen Shuyue?
Alas!
She took a deep breath. The moment she was about to get back to the office, she bumped into Lu Junhan face to face.
“I’ve been waiting for you in the restroom. Here you are.” Lu Junhan knitted his eyebrows and pulled Wen Shuyue to the room.
Before Wen Shuyue had time to react, she was thrown to the sofa fiercely by Lu Junhan.
“Wen Shuyue, are you picking up on me? First, you stole my project. Then, you tried to ruin my marriage? Did you or did you not tell Qin Weiwei I had an affair?” Lu Junhan looked horrible as he interrogated Wen Shuyue as if she were a criminal.
That day when he got home, Qin Weiwei showed him some pictures of him and his mistresses and told him she got the news from Wen Shuyue. So, it was unlikely for Lu to spare Wen who provoked him.
At first, Wen Shuyue was a little overwhelmed. Soon, she came to her senses and sneered, “What is done by night appears by day. Yeah, I told her about your affair, so?”
“Wen Shuyue, you…”
Being vexed, Lu Junhan couldn’t help throwing a punch on her but hesitated at the sight of the firm and cold look in her eyes.
Her powerful aura gave him a start. Inexplicably, he even felt touched and had the impulsion to protect her.
“Are you gonna hit me? I’m standing right here. Come hit me.” As Wen Shuyue was completely provoked, she looked at Lu Junhan almost coldly enough to kill him.
“I…” Lu Junhan subconsciously stepped back. Staring at Wen Shuyue, he swallowed and didn’t know what to say.
In the past, it was out of the question that Lu Junhan would have such feelings for Wen Shuyue. At most, he would have lustful desires of her but his heart would never beat faster when seeing her.
However, he obviously started to like Wen Shuyue. Though she had ruined his businesses, he found it interesting.
Lu Junhan stared at her for a while before he gave a hearty laugh suddenly. He looked slightly helpless as he said, “You’re getting more and more interesting. Shuyue, honestly, do you still like me? If you do, I’ll divorce Qin Weiwei and remarry you. What do you think?”
Huh, you wish!
Wen Shuyue couldn’t believe her ears.
What kind of a person could say such things so naturally, even without feeling guilty?
Wen Shuyue gave vent to her anger by sneering, “Talking to people like you is a torture for me. I don’t want to see you again. You are not my cup of tea.”
“Wen Shuyue, don’t get on my bad side. It’s your luck that I have feelings for you now,” Lu Junhan raged with a terrible look, pointing at Wen Shuyue angrily, after she turned him down.
It was not her luck at all that such a man liked her.
“You’d better go back home and treat your wife wholeheartedly. I don’t like such a shameless man like you,” Wen Shuyue sneered with sarcasm and disdain.
It would be insane of her if she had a crush again on the man who had made her a single mom and ruined their family.
Lu Junhan rubbed his mouth and glowered at her with his bloodshot eyes, “Qin Weiwei is way better than you. Who the hell do you think you are?”
“Anyone better than you,” she said with a fake smile before she took a bill out of her pocket.
It was Qin Weiwei’s dress order which showed she had already paid 5 million yuan.
Lu Junhan always hated it that women spent his money. If he saw the bill, his face…
“Asshole!”
