Lu Zhouzhi's face and ears turned red, and just didn't know what to do with his hands and feet anymore. His humiliating apology in the office just now surely must have been heard by Shen Yi.
Lu Zhouzhi's face was livid, as he asked with a bad tone, "How come you're here?"
"I dropped your sister off and stopped by to see you."
Shen Yi spoke with a calm tone, with an indifferent look. Despite his calm appearance, Lu Zhouzhi always felt that Shen Yi was looking down on him, as if he was looking at him like he would a joke.
The more Lu Zhouzhi thought about it, the more he felt it was so. An angry fire was lit inside his liver which the young high school student couldn't suppress, he cursed in a low voice: "F*ck you."
Shen Yi lifted his eyelids, took a look at him, swept a glance at the bruises on his face, before jeering at him, with mocking eyes. The tone of his voice was belittling as he said, word after word: "Your sister is right, even children get more serious at it than you."
"For just a little injury, she has to come to the school to clean up your mess, it's indeed quite shameful."
Lu Zhouzhi glared at Shen Yi fiercely, while feeling shocked in his heart, because Shen Yi had never spoken to him like this before.
His brother-in-law, who didn't speak much, was usually very polite to him.
He was very cowardly, even if he poked him where it hurt, he would never talk back.
But today he was like a different person.
Lu Zhouzhi laughed coldly and said through clenched teeth: "What qualifications do you have to criticize me? You talk as if you are very strong at fighting? What right do you have to criticize me, you weak little white-faced boy?"
Shen Yi smiled lightly, of course he had fought before, and even almost killed people. His face and hands were covered with other people's blood, and he could feel the taste of rust even down his throat.
He recalled that dream, which looked like something that had happened in his previous life.
He had hurt people and shed blood for her, but it wasn't enough for her to just have him alone in her eyes.
Lu Wanwan was good to everyone, and he absolutely wasn't the most special one.
During that long life, there were always other people who appeared in her world.
Having been ignored by Shen Yi, instead of decreasing, Lu Zhouzhi's anger was further aroused. He sneered twice and said sarcastically, "Is it because I poked your sore spot that you don't even dare to answer me!"
Shen Yi didn't bother to get angry with a kid who didn't know any better, he smiled at him and said meaningfully, "I don't know whether or not you did fight for the girl you love, but using such means as causing trouble to attract your sister's attention is really childish."
Having his intentions exposed by him, Lu Zhouzhi was very embarrassed.
After Lu Wanwan got married, the time his sister and he spent time together became lesser and lesser.
The reason Lu Zhouzhi hated Shen Yi so much was also because he felt that Shen Yi had stolen his sister away from him.
Shen Yi pushed open the door of the office and walked in.
The atmosphere inside was a bit stiff, Lu Wanwan's expression looked quite uneasy, her ears had turned pink, probably because of embarrassment.
On the contrary Nan Yue was behaving calmly, he had a deep impression of this married woman who once wanted to have an adulterous affair with him.
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His One Love
RomanceLu Wanwan transmigrated inside a melodramatic and rich-businessman-type novel called The Rich Young Master's Gentle Love. In the original novel, the eldest young miss of the Lu family was a one-hundred percent white lotus, she despised the male lead...