Sitting down in a couch with one leg resting on the other and a bottle of wine on the low table in front of him was a muscular man in his twenties donning a fancy light brown robe. His looks would be decent if not for the arrogant look in his eyes and the disdainful sneer on his mouth.
"Wen Ruocheng, you were thrown out yesterday day and many you come back so soon to cause trouble?" Shen Tianyu said with a cold sneer of her own.
"What trouble? I am the Young Master if the Wen family! Who dares to obstruct me? I had come here to have fun but had to look at your ugly face! How annoying!" He harrumphed.
"Young Master Wen," She started in a mocking tone, "If you are so annoyed, why are you making a ruckus only now?"
Wen Ruocheng's eyes darted around, trying to find an excuse aside from him being dazed and only coming back ti his senses now. 'Even if I was beaten to death, I wouldn't admit I was bewitched by the slut!' he vowed before clearing his throat.
