Don’t You Dare Say It, Careful of My Fist

After she was done talking, Bai Yujie walked in front, and said, "I'll help you choose one."

An Mu looked down obediently and followed Bai Yujie; her dark pupils darted around.

Who was this big shot that Bai Yujie mentioned?

Her little head was poking around looking in every corner, but she did not spot any unfamiliar faces. As she turned her head and glanced over at the balcony, and saw the man again. 

The man was leaning against the window with his slender legs crossed elegantly. He had a glass of red wine in his hand and was swirling it slowly. The rosy color of the red wine contrasted his pale white fingers—it was a nice view. 

His movement was very calm. Under the lights, his wine-moistened lips looked even more seductive, and he had an incredibly arrogant aura.

When An Mu looked over, he lifted his seductive gaze—it was like the April blossom flowers that gave off a cool charm. 

An Mu felt her chest tightened. 

Then, she saw his lips curve up into an evil smile. He raised his wine glass toward An Mu.

'Monster!'

'Do you have to look so good?!'

An Mu felt hostile toward this manly man. 

She refused to show her weakness in front of him. She glared at him with wide eyes, made a zipping motion over her mouth with one hand, and clenched the other into a fist.

What that meant was, 'Little guy… Don't you dare say it. I'll hit you with my fist!'

"An Mu, what are you looking at?"

Suddenly, Bai Yujie's voice was heard.

An Mu stiffened when she heard her voice.

Within a second, An Mu's exaggerated face disappeared and her vicious wide eyes turned sad.

Her clenched fist dropped onto her head naturally as she pretended to straighten out her hair.

She turned her head, and gently asked, "Ms. Bai, is it true that Brother Ziqian has a new lover?"

As soon as she mentioned this, Bai Yujie felt annoyed. She waved her hand dismissively and pursed her lips. "Of course not, what are you thinking about? Hurry up, there isn't enough time."

"Okay." An Mu looked down. The corner of her eyes glanced over to the man, but she could only see the mockery on his curved lips.

…

Second floor.

As soon as An Mu went upstairs, the gentle and generous Bai Yujie from just now became a mean lady.

She looked back and glared at An Mu with hatred. "Ugly monster, you're so shameless! Brother Ziqian said earlier that if it wasn't for your dead parents who cried and begged him to get engaged to you, he would've dumped you! He doesn't even love you. Even if both of you got married, you won't be happy! Take my advice. Look at the bigger picture, and just cancel the engagement!"

'Cried and begged?'

An Mu was furious; her eyes filled with anger. She felt enraged when her parents were mentioned.

If her parents were still alive, would she have to do it for sake of the An family corporation, begging and seeking shelter from others?!

The An family was established by her father, but now it was in the Feng family's hands!

Feng Ziqian despised her but still wanted to be engaged with her. Would not one think that it was done to dominate the An family?

She did not have the ability to take back what was theirs and protect the An family just yet.

She could only act silly to prevent the Feng family from causing any trouble to destroy the An family corporation.

An Mu clenched her fist and told herself quietly. "One day I would take back what belongs to the An family!"

Bai Yujie was shocked by her piercing gaze.

'Was the person in front of her so gentle that she lost all of her pride from loving Feng Ziqian like a sheep?'

Bai Yujie settled herself and looked again. An Mu had resumed being who she was—boring and dull.

Oddly enough, she felt relieved. What she saw must be a mistake.