All The Male Leads Have Blackened

Chapter 28.2: Little Youngster X Flirtatious Girl (13)

Suddenly, Zhu Fengfeng paused as he saw a man walk over. He clicked his tongue. "F*ck, why'd you come out now?"

An Zeru arrived at their area in a few steps, sat down on the sofa, and poured himself a glass to warm up his body, while still emitting cold air. "D*mn, I'm freezing to death."

After a few drinks settled into his stomach.

Zhu Fengfeng looked at the female office wear that the other had over his arms, shook his head, and criticized, "Didn't you invite all this yourself. What good life couldn't you be living, but you just had to make yourself so uncomfortable."

An Zeru scoffed.

Zhu Fengfeng curled his lips. "You're still f*ck*ng unconvinced. I'm telling you, if it were me, if not..."

Before he had even finished speaking, he suddenly saw An Zeru's expression, all prim and proper, very solemn. So he could only dryly ask, "You, what's the matter with you?"

An Zeru lowered his head and downed a glass of wine, stuffily said, "I'm not ill at ease."

Zhu Fengfeng frowned. "What you mean?"

He irritably pulled at his hair. Cen Simiao had been capricious since the beginning, it had been impossible to try and read her mind. In the beginning, he had already fallen into a trick once, then he found out about all the messy things that were happening inside the Gu family.

He originally didn't want to get involved, but she just had to bait him to jump in with her.

Zhu Fengfeng took a sip of the wine and lowered his voice, "Are you aware of the things with Gu Yu? There are even people outside who are spreading things about him and Gu Xichen."

He was not only aware, but he also cooperated in acting out the play.

An Zeru frowned. "You're f*ck*ng worrying about nothing. Nothing's going on, I'm clear about everything. If anyone says such things again, scold them all back for me."

In the beginning, he had only thought that Cen Simiao wanted to fight for the family's property. And that after Gu Yu has been dealt with, she would openly be together with him.

But the result was that she became even more indifferent.

An Zeru's eyelashes drooped, and he snorted. "So this father just had to put in some thought so she would change the way her eyes were looking."

[T/N: in case it was not explicit enough, "to change the way her eyes were looking [at him]."]

Zhu Fengfeng laughed. "So you don't have self-confidence?"

Unexpectedly, An Zeru didn't refute. When he raised his eyes, they reflected complete seriousness. "I feel like I'm not important to her."

"To go the soft route, it would only make her less concerned."

People would form the deepest memory when something they thought they had complete control of would actually dare to turn over and bite them back.

Zhu Fengfeng paused, tilted his head, and said nothing. After a while, he raised his eyes again and asked the other, "Where was she good? In the past, I thought she was very gentle, but that day at the bar, she just threw around unfounded arrogance."

An Zeru clicked his tongue, then swirled his glass. The color of the red wine reminded him of that Maserati. And instantly, he felt as if something had scratched the depths of his heart, causing an itch. How he wished he could directly go up to drive a round.

A wild temperament and many ideas.

But was precisely just that enthralling.

******

In the following few days, Cen Simiao had not said even a word to An Zeru. In the evening, he would directly walk out in his thick coat and won't come back until the next morning.

He couldn't stand it.

He grabbed her shoulder, pressed her to sit down with all his strength, and directed towards her, "Whether you want to kill me or you want to hit me, just hurry up, stop wasting time!"

Cen Simiao gave him a cold glance.

An Zeru suddenly stiffened and became downcast.

She narrowed her eyes, the favorability would even rise a few degrees a time like this, what kind of mentality...

Cen Simiao frowned. She suddenly felt that the system didn't seem quite all right, this was completely unlike its usual style of speech. She asked the system what was wrong.

She paused and was just about to ask again when she heard the system play a sobbing BGM, and it even imitated the feeling of losing one's head in panic. "Oh god, there's a bug from my download of the beverage plug-in. It's the end, the end! Some of my functions have now malfunctioned!"

"......" She had a headache.

Recently, on the way to the company, she had always felt that someone was following her. Because the distance was close, she would just walk over. Originally, she had thought nothing of it, since if there was any danger, the system would have reminded her. But now, it really seemed like it couldn't be counted on.