"Who are you?" Fang Anning asked the strange man.
The man was very good-looking, with handsome features, fair skin, and a pair of seductive peach blossom eyes. He wore a white shirt that seemed tailor-made for him, the best she had ever seen on anyone.
It reminded her of a line from a song.
Whose white-shirted young man are you?
The man looked at Fang Anning and smiled, his peach blossom eyes gleaming charmingly.
"Are you Fang Anning?"
The man slightly raised his eyebrows, his peach blossom eyes becoming more electrifying, sparking towards Fang Anning.
Unfortunately, Fang Anning was indifferent, her face cold as she asked, "You know me?"
The man nodded, saying, "I've heard of you, you're the newly acknowledged daughter of Zhou Zhaoguo. Although not as charming as Zhou Muyan, you are indeed very pretty, with an innocent and beautiful charm of your own."
"You also look quite good, although not as handsome as my husband He Tingchen, but your features are clear and handsome," Fang Anning nodded, returning the compliment.
The man's eyes widened in disbelief, pointing to his own face, he asked, "You're saying I'm not as good-looking as He Tingchen? You think this face is just 'clear and handsome'? Are your eyes okay? Is 'clear and handsome' even comparable to my looks? Do you know what the face under He Tingchen's mask looks like?"
"I don't know, and what's it to you?" Fang Anning sat down.
The man was even more stunned, "How can you swear?"
"What's it to you?" Fang Anning repeated.
The man ended up laughing exasperatedly, turned his head to Mrs. Chen, and said, "Did you hear that? She actually swore!"
Mrs. Chen offered an awkward smile and poured another cup of hot milk for Fang Anning.
Fang Anning drank the hot milk, ate the bread and fried eggs. After eating those, she saw some soup dumplings and ate half a basket as well.
After eating, she asked Mrs. Chen, "Has the gentleman eaten yet?"
Mrs. Chen was startled for a moment, then quickly answered, "Yes, he has."
"Mm, I'm also done eating." Fang Anning wiped the corner of her mouth and stood up, ready to leave.
The man was first staggered by Fang Anning's words, then stunned by the amount she had eaten.
He couldn't believe that such a petite woman could eat so much.
Her appetite might even be larger than his!
Now seeing her wanting to leave, he reacted quickly. He stood up and blocked her way, saying, "Fang Anning, don't you want to chat with me a bit more?"
"Why should I chat more with you? Are you paying?" Fang Anning asked.
The man laughed again, patting his own face saying, "With this face, do I need to pay? People should be paying me!"
"So, you're a gigolo? How much per hour? Anything over ten bucks, I'm not interested."
"Are you doing this on purpose?" The man couldn't hold it together anymore, completely losing his composure.
His eyes reddened with anger, pointing at Fang Anning. He almost poked her in the eye.
"What purpose? I'd really like to ask what are you trying to pull?" Fang Anning crossed her arms and tilted her head, looking at him.
The man took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, then said, "Let me introduce myself first. My last name is Liao, Liao Hanfeng, I am the General Manager of Huayu Group. You know about Huayu Group, right? It's a star-making factory. Any woman I fancy can become a star. So..."
Liao Hanfeng was speaking and reached out to touch Fang Anning's face.
"Smack."
Fang Anning unapologetically slapped his hand away.
Liao Hanfeng immediately retreated his hand in pain, frowning and asking, "What are you doing?"
"What do you think you're doing? Just now, were you trying to seduce me? With that face of yours and your so-called General Manager status of Huayu Group? Have you forgotten who my husband is? He Family is the wealthiest in Yun City, and He Tingchen is the King of Hell. Daring to covet his wife means you don't want to live?" Fang Anning rebuked coldly.
Liao Hanfeng chuckled, leaning closer to Fang Anning, "So that's it. You can rest assured on that account. He Tingchen is not competent in that aspect, so he won't care about you with others. He Family indeed is the richest in Yun City, but that's the He family's money, you won't get a dime. Come with me. I'll offer you wealth and make you a star admired by thousands."
"Not interested." Fang Anning rejected coldly and turned to go upstairs.
"Why aren't you interested? Is it because you think I am not wealthy enough or good-looking enough?" Liao Hanfeng angrily asked.
"Both," Fang Anning answered loudly as she went upstairs.
Liao Hanfeng: "…"
He was furious, this was the first time a woman had dared to scorn him like this.
"Tch, you think I'm a fool?" Fang Anning returned to her room, curling her lip.
However, just as she entered, she saw the suddenly appearing He Tingchen in the room.
She was startled and took a step back, asking, "When did you get back?"
"This is my room," He Tingchen said.
"Yes, I know it's your room. But now, it's also my room. Yesterday Mrs. Chen said the old master wouldn't let you kick me out, and the old master is your grandfather, right! From your reaction yesterday, you seem quite afraid of him, so now I am also the master of this room," Fang Anning said smugly.
"You don't need to be smug, you won't be for long," He Tingchen said coldly.
Fang Anning curled her lip, tidying her hair in the mirror and applying light makeup, said, "Just now, that lunatic, it was you who set him on me, right! You want me misbehave and get caught by your grandfather and kicked out. Well, you miscalculated. I'm not that foolish."
"You're half right and half wrong."
"Where did I guess wrong?" Fang Anning asked.
He Tingchen's eyes sharply and coldly watched her, his lips slightly curled up as he coldly said, "If you were seduced by Liao Hanfeng, it wouldn't be about getting kicked out, it would be — directly getting killed."
Fang Anning: "..."