CHAPTER 418: CHAPTER 239: SHYNESS

As for the scar removal effect, Shu Wan had already selected another group for testing, and the results were quite good.

So, according to Shu Wan’s request, the factory on Ryan’s side began mass production.

In Imperial City, public opinion was overwhelmingly against Shu Wan. Brands that had just recently announced partnerships with her hurriedly removed Shu Wan’s endorsement videos during the night, and film crews that had previously shown interest in contacting Shu Wan now went silent.

Only the Shani Charity Banquet, unusually, invited Shu Wan.

It was well-known that the Shani Charity Banquet always gathered top-tier and popular stars, and the banquets held in previous years had been the focus of public attention.

The moment the news of Shu Wan’s invitation was released, it immediately caused a huge uproar.

After all, Shu Wan’s public image was not good; she was believed to be associated with blood and violence. Her attending the charity banquet was seen as an insult to the event.

It was obvious to everyone that the Shani Banquet’s move was not to honor Shu Wan, but rather to push her further into the abyss during such a critical time.

Therefore, everyone thought that Shu Wan definitely wouldn’t dare to attend the banquet.

But contrary to everyone’s expectations, soon after the invitation was sent, there was a response from Shu Wan’s side that she would attend the banquet.

Before people could even start mocking Shu Wan, the Shani Banquet released another piece of news, stating that this year’s event would raise charity funds for Wang Xiao, a guest whose face had been disfigured.

[? ? ? ? Is the Shani Banquet really not doing this on purpose? It’s quite blatant, and even I can see that it’s targeting Shu Wan.]

[Well done, this banquet is Shu Wan’s trial. In front of so many people, I really want to see if she remains as composed.]

[I just want to sit back and enjoy the drama. This time it’s going to be big. Shu Wan better show up; I’m waiting.]

The banquet was scheduled for early January, and before that was Christmas.

Although officially it’s not encouraged to celebrate Christmas, due to its uniquely warm atmosphere, everyone was quite looking forward to the holiday.

On Silent Night, the streets were already adorned with Christmas trees with slowly falling snowflakes and Santa Claus being pulled by reindeer.

The Estate was also decorated with a huge Christmas tree, hung with all kinds of gifts.

"Young Master, can you guess what the Christmas present is this year?"

The Housekeeper approached, smiling broadly at Fu Yang.

Fu Yang, however, seemed less interested, lazily lifting his eyelids, "Can’t be bothered to guess, it’s boring."

"Young Master, the master and the others will be back in a few days. Isn’t it good that we are still here with you?"

"Hmph."

Speaking of this, Fu Yang got annoyed.

He had originally wanted to pull Shu Wan to attend some Christmas events. Who knew Fu Siyu, that old fox, had quietly whisked her away.

He used to spend holidays alone and never felt it was an issue, but having gotten used to having company, the sudden departure of Fu Siyu and Shu Wan naturally upset Fu Yang.

"Forget it, I’m going to play video games."

Fu Yang, too lazy to even unwrap gifts, waved his hand and went straight upstairs.

At the moment, far away at Ying Country Airport, Fu Siyu and Shu Wan had just landed.

The climate in Ying Country was damp and cold, somewhat warmer than in Imperial City, but when the sea-laden cold breeze blew, it still made one shudder.

"Let’s get in the car."

Fu Siyu naturally took Shu Wan’s arm. He usually held her wrist like this, and Shu Wan, now accustomed to it, simply let him lead.

However, the next second, a warmth enveloped her icy hand, as Shu Wan instinctively turned her head.

Fu Siyu’s expression remained calm as he held Shu Wan’s hand and walked forward, as if nothing had happened.

Another gust of wind struck, fiercely attacking any exposed skin, making one instinctively seek a warmer place.

Before her mind could catch up, Shu Wan’s hand formed into a fist, leaning into the palm of Fu Siyu.

Her movement was minimal, but Fu Siyu, who had been calm just a moment ago, noticed it.

He tightened his grip, completely holding Shu Wan’s hand, and the warmth enveloped her; she didn’t think of pulling away.

As evening approached, the sky began to darken, and white snowflakes floated down. The two quickened their pace and soon entered the car.

The heater inside the car had been turned on early, and within moments, the coldness on their bodies dissipated. Shu Wan glanced at her hand still being held and felt helpless, "I want to take off my coat, it’s a bit hot."

"Oh, okay."

Fu Siyu released Shu Wan’s hand, his eyes flickered for a moment, then he reached for a cup, not noticing the scalding hot water inside. He held it several seconds before realizing.

When he put the cup down, the palm of his hand was already red.

But Fu Siyu seemed oblivious, not noticing that his palm had been scalded.

Shu Wan took off her coat, her eyes scanning Fu Siyu’s composed profile. "Fu Siyu."

Fu Siyu surprisingly ignored her.

Shu Wan called again, and Fu Siyu finally turned around, "Hmm? What is it?"

"What are you thinking about? You seem so engrossed."

"Nothing."

Hearing Fu Siyu’s clearly evasive response, and for some reason, the usually emotionally stable Shu Wan felt somewhat displeased.

She couldn’t pinpoint what was wrong, but there was a vague irritation in her heart, as if subconsciously she felt that Fu Siyu shouldn’t be hiding anything from her.

Fu Siyu, keenly aware of Shu Wan’s mood, thought for a moment and still looked at her, "Then I’ll tell you, I really wasn’t thinking anything, just spacing out a bit."

With that explanation, Shu Wan understood; everyone has moments of spacing out.

However, the next second, Fu Siyu pulled Shu Wan’s wrist, placing her hand on his chest.

By then, Fu Siyu had removed his coat, wearing only a shirt and a suit jacket. Shu Wan’s hand on his chest could clearly feel the frequency of his heartbeat.

A strong, fast heartbeat.

Shu Wan’s fingers curled slightly, and before her mind could understand, her face had already blushed a bit.

"What do you mean, I don’t understand."

Shu Wan pulled back her hand, instinctively coughing lightly, pretending as if she knew nothing.

But Fu Siyu’s grip on her wrist tightened slightly, stopping Shu Wan’s withdrawing motion.

Seeing the blush on Shu Wan’s face, a hint of amusement appeared in Fu Siyu’s eyes, "I find it interesting."

"What’s interesting?"

"Feeling nervous for the first time," Fu Siyu paused, seemingly finding it hard to speak, but eventually said, "and also, a bit shy."

Even someone of high status, accustomed to the world, can’t avoid having all the emotions of ordinary people when experiencing the beginnings of love.