CHAPTER 286: CHAPTER 286 SHEN CHENG’S SECRET (4)_1

Time slowly slipped by, and before they knew it, March had passed. After returning to Beijing, Wanqian never again appeared around Zhuge Ao, Shen Po, and the others. News of the manhunt for Zhuge Ao and Shen Po spread continuously on television and the internet.

Dusk had just fallen, and the noisy nightlife was already underway. Neon lights flickered, and scantily clad men and women were seen entering and exiting bars.

This was the final week before the college entrance exams. The students from Class One of Senior Year Three, Shangguan You’s class, had come out to relax and alleviate pre-exam pressure. It was their last chance to let loose before a week of confinement at home for the final sprint.

Gui Mo, backed by the wealthy Gui Corporation, coolly treated all his classmates to dinner and then invited everyone for KTV. He was considered the most popular ’young master’ at school. But his peach-blossom eyes, with a single glance at Shangguan You, charmed her and broke many other girls’ hearts.

In the luxurious KTV VIP room, countless songs were chosen. They sang songs of themselves, songs of youth. Gui Mo flamboyantly chose "The Moon Represents My Heart" and serenaded Shangguan You, earning her countless eye-rolls.

"Shangguan You, my cousin transferred from Senior Year Three to Year One, moved from Beijing to B City, and then transferred back—all for you! So, what do you say? Are you moved?" Gui Luo said, listening as Gui Mo flung amorous glances and talked up his cousin’s good deeds.

"So what?" Shangguan You took a sip of her fruit juice and replied indifferently. She didn’t even know Gui Mo before, did she?

"Exactly! Don’t bother with that Casanova. Youyou, let’s go dance!" Yu Zijin glared fiercely at Gui Mo. Shangguan You is my sister-in-law. With my brother away, I’m responsible for looking out for her. No one can take her from me!

"No..." Shangguan You didn’t get to finish her refusal before Yu Zijin pulled her out. After half a month of training with the troops, Yu Zijin had slowly grown closer to her. Sometimes, Shangguan You wondered how such a big change in Yu Zijin could have happened.

Now, Yu Zijin and Gui Mo had become her constant companions. Wherever she went at school, those two were sure to follow, not even giving her a chance to skip class.

"Let’s go, Youyou," Yu Zijin said, pulling her out of the private room and plunging onto the dance floor. Seeing them leave, Gui Mo dropped the microphone and followed. Damn Yu Zijin, she actually disrupted his confession!

Just as Shangguan You left the private room, she spotted someone unexpected. She really hadn’t thought she’d run into them no matter where she went.

"Yu Zijin, you guys go ahead. I need to use the restroom," Shangguan You said, quickly wriggling free from Yu Zijin and heading upstairs.

"Youyou, there’s a restroom in our room, isn’t there?" Before Yu Zijin could finish, Shangguan You’s figure vanished down the hall. Yu Zijin shook her head and headed to the dance floor with Gui Luo and the others. Today was supposed to be for relaxing, after all.

Seeing the person before her, Shangguan You’s lips curved slightly. She truly hadn’t expected to see Wanqian here. On a night like this, Wanqian wasn’t home playing the dutiful wife and mother, but had come to a place like this.

Shangguan You’s figure flashed as she quickly followed. Wanqian wore a light red slip dress that revealed her long legs and fair skin, her face lightly made up. She headed toward a private room. At the door, Wanqian meticulously checked her makeup before pushing it open and walking in.

"Cheng," Wanqian’s face lit up with a smile as she sat beside Shen Cheng, her cheerfulness impeccable.

"Wanqian, you’re here. Sit down." Shen Cheng gave a slight smile, his large hand wrapping around her waist and pulling her into his embrace. His other hand held a glass of red wine.

"Mr. Yang Cilang, a pleasure," Wanqian nodded to the man on the sofa.

"Ah, Miss Wanqian is indeed Mr. Shen’s lovely confidante. So captivating, so charming—the most alluring beauty I’ve ever seen," the leering man opposite her said, his eyes fixated on Wanqian’s curvaceous figure.

He shook Wanqian’s small hand, even giving it a lewd squeeze, then looked at her with a lingering, appreciative gaze.

Wanqian tensed and glanced at Shen Cheng.

"You’re too kind, Mr. Yang Cilang," Wanqian said, retracting her hand and settling back into Shen Cheng’s embrace.

"Mr. Yang Cilang, what do you think of this deal? If it’s acceptable, the contract is ready. We can sign anytime." Shen Cheng frowned slightly, pushing the contract on the table toward Yang Cilang. He hadn’t missed Yang Cilang’s earlier molestation of Wanqian.

Shangguan You watched this unfold, a smirk playing on her lips. Business or women—which did Shen Cheng value more? That was a question she was very curious about.

"Mr. Shen, I’ve had a bit too much to drink. My head’s a little dizzy." Yang Cilang’s two wisps of mustache twitched, his lecherous eyes relentlessly staring at Wanqian’s chest as he slumped onto the sofa. His implication was obvious.

"Mr. Yang Cilang, are you alright? I’ll have someone escort you back to your hotel. We can discuss business tomorrow." The crease in Shen Cheng’s brow deepened. If one looked closely, they would see anger slowly kindling in his eyes.

Shangguan You sneered. So, that woman Wanqian still holds some importance in his heart.

"Mr. Yang Cilang, are you alright?" Wanqian’s expression was somewhat stiff, but she still moved out of Shen Cheng’s embrace to support Yang Cilang. She knew this deal of Shen Cheng’s was worth tens of millions.

Seeing Wanqian proactively step forward, Shen Cheng’s eyes turned cold for an instant.

"I’m fine, just a little dizzy. Why don’t you help me to the lounge to rest for a bit?" Yang Cilang reached out, his large hand grabbing Wanqian’s waist and beginning to tease. In these business dealings, being offered a woman or two was quite normal. As long as he was satisfied, he wouldn’t mind signing the deal immediately.

"Mr. Yang Cilang!" Wanqian’s body tensed. She recalled past business dealings; Shen Cheng had often brought her along, and she had always managed to handle such situations. But this man tonight was too disgusting, too eager. Wanqian glanced at Shen Cheng. He sat unmoving, elegantly sipping his red wine, condoning her situation. An inexplicable sense of unease surged through her heart.