At that exact moment, Gu MingYue’s pounding heart calmed down unexpectedly as soon as she saw him.
Unlike before, Shen Rong had grown into a mature and graceful man since she had last seen him years ago. His handsome brows were wide and tender, while his eyes seemed to light up as he smiled. His entire body was filled with raw energy, and he exudes the unrestrained and generous bearing of a great politician.
Shen Rong’s eyes swept across the faces of the people in the private room with affinity before voicing out his apologies.
“Sorry for being late…” His words ended abruptly as he locked his eyes on the beautiful figure in the room in disbelief.
The figure was as beautiful and as mesmerizing as he had remembered her to be, that he almost thought he was hallucinating.
To think that he would once again meet Shen Yue, who had disappeared from his life four years ago!
And there she sat, calmly and emotionlessly, annotating him with eyes that seemed as if she was looking at a stranger!
Four years of separation seemed to have deepened her beauty and charms. If Shen Yue used to be an eye-catching poppy flower, now, she was like the blood-colored spider lily found only in hell.
So mesmerizing and serene, as if she did not belong to this world at all.
For a moment, Shen Rong’s heart skipped a beat as the surrounding sounds and images seemed to fade away. The people and the noises around him were all white noises that he could not hear.
All he could see was the striking woman dressed in a wine-colored dress, and all he could hear was the heavy thumping of his heart.
His reactions were so great that everyone at the banquet looked a little confused, before instantly shifting their gazes around as they tried to figure out who Shen Rong’s eyes were on.
It was only when Gu MingYue lowered her head and leaned against Song ZhenYi’s body to avoid the man’s scorching magma-like gaze, that Shen Rong recovered from this momentarily stun and forced his gaze away from her.
It was at this moment that Shen Rong finally believed that Gu MingYue, the woman he had dreamed of every night, was really standing in front of him – alive and well, and most importantly, as enticing and arousing as he remembered her to be. He retracted his gaze, which was glued to her once again, and after adjusting his expressions, he greeted everyone joyously and naturally, as if the scene never happened.
Meanwhile, Song ZhenYi’s face was cold because he had instinctively felt threatened by Shen Rong’s raw gaze on Gu MingYue, and he wondered if the two were old acquaintances. Forcing himself to lower his gaze to observe Gu MingYue’s expressions, he felt instantly relieved when he noticed that her expressions were unchanged and unhinged, as if Shen Rong was but a stranger to her.
He laughed off his inexplicable hostility against Shen Rong silently before squeezing Gu MingYue’s hands softly.
Gu MingYue had never mentioned her past to him, and he had never asked. This was because his love for Gu MingYue was so great that he would love everything about her, no matter the past or the future, this was why, no matter what happened to her, it did not matter as he would always stay by her side.
He truly believed that Gu MingYue would take the initiative and share her story one day when they were old and wrinkly, and he was more than willing to wait until that day comes.
This was why, throughout the years of living with each other, no matter how curious he was, he had never asked her to share her pasts…
Song ZhenYi’s actions can be purely attributed to the fact that his love for Gu MIngYue was far too great, and any deeds or actions that might make him lose her were completely forbidden in his books.
After greeting the people within the room, Shen Rong finally made his way toward the two with a glass in his hand. “Young Master Song, I have heard great things about you.” He raised his glass in greeting.
“Young Master Shen is young and talented, and your achievements are formidable and admirable to anyone of your age.” Song ZhenYi replied with a set of polite words as he raised his own glass and downed the entire glass of wine. After that, he was prepared to sit back down on his chair, however, Shen Rong turned his attention to Gu MingYue and raised his glass once again.
“This must be Young Master Song’s fiancee. I have to say, she looked very familiar, and I almost thought she was my sister – Shen Yue.” Without stopping, he emptied the wine within his own glass and gestured to Gu MingYue with a slight smile.
“Xiao Yue does not drink, I’ll take this cup for her instead.” Song ZhenYi realized that Shen Rong’s naked stare was too provocative, as if he was staring at someone’s naked body and he instantly moved to block Gu MingYue’s figure from his eyes.
Pure anger flashed within his eyes as he took Gu MingYue’s glass and downed the wine in one go, before shaking the empty glass at Shen Rong and signaling that he could leave.
He could not bear other men looking at his fiancee with such blatant eyes.
Shen Rong smiled politely in return, and without saying another word, he nodded generously and turned towards the next table.
“Xiao Yue’s name is Gu MingYue.”
Song ZhenYi’s leisurely voice sounded from behind him, causing Shen Rong’s footsteps to pause momentarily while an incomprehensible expression flashed across his face. But he quickly strode over to another table and started chatting and laughing with the other guests.
Meanwhile, no one in the room noticed that the corner of the poised and perfect man’s shirt was a little wrinkled from his momentarily clenched fists.
Oh hellll nawwwwww! ?
On a side note, this arc will end in another 3 chapters, please hold on tight!
Double update today! Please feel free to like and comment so we can talk shit about this shittiest ML in history ?
