Chapter Seventy-Three: Infuriating

"You said I'm ugly and my figure isn't as good as yours?" Sheng Jiaoyang, taking advantage of his half-head height, looked down at Daisy.

Daisy raised her head, meeting his gaze with arrogant pride, and snorted, asking, "Isn't that true?"

Sheng Jiaoyang's lips curled slightly, and he pointed at Shen Zhining, who looked completely unconcerned, saying in a smug tone, "But he likes me!"

"That's because he's blind!!!" Daisy retorted angrily.

"Then what about him rushing to like someone as blind as you?" Sheng Jiaoyang said disdainfully, "Was your brain filled with amniotic fluid when you were in the womb?"

Daisy was stunned for a moment, then roared furiously, "Bitch, what are you saying?"

"Just what you heard!"

Sheng Jiaoyang sneered, "And don't call people 'bitch' so easily, it makes your Stanley family seem very ill-mannered!"

Daisy was so angry that she raised her hand to slap Sheng Jiaoyang.

Having anticipated this, Sheng Jiaoyang slipped aside and ran to Shen Zhining's side, saying in a coquettish voice, "Darling, she's going to hit me~"

Shen Zhining's lips twitched. He hadn't expected this guy to be so good at playing games. If he hadn't been so convincing in his act, Wei Nan would have already thrown him out.

"Ning, how can you like someone like that?!" Daisy's hand trembled as she pointed at Sheng Jiaoyang, furious.

"Daisy, you can't force feelings," Shen Zhining said calmly.

"But what's so special about her that you like her? Did you just find some actress to fool me?" Daisy persisted, glaring at Sheng Jiaoyang like a starving ghost eyeing a bowl of cured meat.

Shen Zhining replied without changing his expression, "I'm already preparing to take her home to meet my grandfather."

Daisy shook her head, tears welling in her eyes, still with a hint of doubt: "I know you've always disliked being touched. Since she's someone you like, you certainly won't be averse to her. So, do you dare let her kiss you in front of me?"

"You're really out of your mind! Why would I kiss her in front of you?" Sheng Jiaoyang jumped out immediately.

Kiss Shen the Demon King? She'd have to be crazy to

do that! "Why are you so agitated? Are you feeling guilty?" Daisy wasn't one to back down either, immediately criticizing Sheng Jiaoyang's behavior.

"Feeling guilty? Why would I feel guilty? I just don't want to be intimate with my darling in front of outsiders. I'm a shy person. If we're going to kiss, we'll have to do it at home behind closed doors. Then we can kiss for as long as we want, from morning till night, no problem." Sheng Jiaoyang said defiantly, sticking out her neck.

Daisy was so angry her breathing became heavy. Her eyes red as she looked at Shen Zhining, having learned her lesson and stopped arguing with Sheng Jiaoyang, simply waiting for his response.

The atmosphere in the room became peculiar—peacefully quiet, exceptionally heavy.

Sheng Jiaoyang felt uneasy. She recalled her behavior after entering the room and suddenly wanted to slap herself. What had she gotten herself into! Shen Zhining was ruthless enough to use her as a shield. Thank goodness this was China, otherwise she didn't know if she would see the sun rise tomorrow.

Compared to the two women, Shen Zhining's expression was undoubtedly much calmer. He simply asked, "Are you sure?"

"Absolutely!" Daisy's tone was firm.

Those familiar with Shen Zhining knew he was the kind of person who even wore gloves when shaking hands. He rejected everyone's closeness, but there were exceptions, such as those he approved of not including "everyone."

Sheng Jiaoyang still remembered her first meeting with Shen Zhining when she was five years old. Shen Zhining was ten and had just lost his parents, almost developing autism as a result. Unaware of his strange condition, she reached out to touch him, only to be pushed to the ground, leaving her stunned. She was a cute, rosy-cheeked child, and no one had ever treated her like that before, so no matter how much time had passed, she remembered it clearly.

And she absolutely refused to admit that the soft, adorable girl who was always pushed and threatened, yet still clung to him again and again, was her!

In the instant Sheng Jiaoyang was recalling the past, her wrist was grabbed, and with a pull, she was thrown onto someone's lap as if throwing herself into their arms.

Sheng Jiaoyang's heart pounded in fright, her eyes blinking in shock. Even more startling was the face slowly approaching before her; meeting those dark eyes, her mind went blank for a moment.

The most shocked was Daisy, who had witnessed the scene most clearly. She watched helplessly as the man she loved pulled another woman into his arms. Seeing their faces slowly approaching, their lips about to touch, Daisy broke down completely, turning and rushing out of the room.

The sound of the door opening and closing startled Sheng Jiaoyang. Her hands were pinned down, so she could only tilt her head back to create distance, reminding him, "She's gone, you can let me go..." Before she could finish

the word "I," she was already shoved out.

Sheng Jiaoyang slumped to the ground, reliving the feeling of being thrown out like trash. If one had to describe her expression at that moment, it would be: utter despair.

"How long do you intend to sit on the ground?" a man's voice came from behind.

Upon hearing that voice, Sheng Jiaoyang's raging anger erupted. She turned and glared at Shen Zhining: "I even helped you put on an act, can't you be a little gentler with me?!"

Shen Zhining leaned back in his chair, looking at her with a half-smile: "Did I ask you to help me put on an act?"

"..." Sheng Jiaoyang thought for a moment and was speechless.

"That's not right!" Sheng Jiaoyang stood up, "Then why did you call me here?"

"How did you know Daisy is from the Stanley family?" Shen Zhining suddenly asked.

Sheng Jiaoyang choked.

Just then, her phone rang like a lifeline floating on water.

Sheng Jiaoyang's tense nerves relaxed slightly. She quickly took out her phone; the caller ID showed Gu Zhou.

She glanced at Shen Zhining and answered the phone, "Hello."

"Did you leave first?"

"No, I ran into an acquaintance and we talked for a bit. You wait..."

"Let him go first," Shen Zhining suddenly interrupted.

Gu Zhou heard the male voice on the other end and asked her, "Are you in trouble? Do you need help?"

"It's okay, you go first. I'll get home by myself."

"Okay, remember to text me when you get home tonight."

"Got it." Sheng Jiaoyang hung up.

She looked at Shen Zhining and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Shen Zhining leisurely picked up his wine glass and slowly sipped, starting his psychological tactics again.

Seeing that he ignored her, Sheng Jiaoyang pouted and turned to leave, but was blocked by Jing Weinan. She had to come back, saw the wine and glasses on the table, and sat down on the other side, pouring herself a drink and drinking it without any hurry.

Shen Zhining narrowed his eyes slightly and finally spoke, "Are you happy to receive six million?"

"Cough!" Sheng Jiaoyang choked.