Please Keep Our Secret Marriage Low-key - Chapter 21

Chapter 21: Right In Front Of Him

Translator: Atlas Studios

Editor: Atlas Studios

When Fu Tingyuan pushed open the door, the first voice he heard was Luo Nanchu’s.

“How much are you offering?”

Her tone was extremely delicate and seductive as she spoke these words.

Her quiet, exquisite face was overflowing with seductiveness as she tilted her head to look at the man beside her. Every single change in her gaze was out to flatter, and coupled with the slight smirk of her red lips, she looked the picture of foxy charm.

He had always thought that Luo Nanchu was not an honorable woman. Her face looked obedient and her smile was lovable, yet no one could withstand her careless teasing smile during her moments of deliberate seduction. Sometimes, he felt that she was even more foxy than Qin Su, the most beautiful woman in Tong City who was renowned for her flirty behavior.

That’s right. She was foxy.

In his eyes, Luo Nanchu was an unfaithful foxy vixen.

And right now, she was actually seducing another man right in front of him.

The arrival of a strange man in their booth caused everyone to fall silent. They all looked up, and the women’s eyes flashed as they took in the breathtaking sight.

The young man had a gorgeous figure, his posture was relaxed, and his beautiful features were unparalleled. Clad in an expensive handmade suit, one could tell in a single glance that he was of a wealthy class.

Why would a man like this appear in such a place?

Upon hearing the door open, Luo Nanchu lifted her gaze slightly. When she saw who the man at the door was, the carefree smile on her face inevitably froze a little.

This was strange. Why was that guy here?

She could not help but feel a little guilty when she thought about what she had just said.

“Mister.” The monitress stood up and walked toward him, her face reddening uncontrollably when she saw his face—such a handsome man actually existed in the world.

She looked down, brushed the hair from the sides of her cheeks, and inquired in an extremely soft and gentle voice, “Are you lost? We’re having a class reunion.”

Fu Tingyuan looked down at the monitress.

A smile played at the corners of his lips as he said warmly, “I’m looking for someone.”

The monitress’ face burned even hotter at his smile. The man was not only handsome, but also gentle in his manners. She could feel her heart thump uncontrollably from his smile.

“W-who are you looking for?”

Fu Tingyuan looked toward Luo Nanchu, who was sitting on the sofa. Striding over, he stood in front of her and held out his hand.

“Chuchu, do you need me to carry you up?” He smiled deeply.

Luo Nanchu laughed dryly and asked, “How could I need that?”

She placed her hand in Fu Tingyuan’s under everyone’s gazes. In the next second, she felt as though her bones were about to be shattered from the strength of Fu Tingyuan’s grip!

She almost screamed out loud, but she was pulled up forcefully from the sofa. Caught off guard, she slammed right into his body, her nose almost smashing into smithereens from the impact against his rock-solid chest.

The man wrapped an arm around her shoulder gently as he smiled softly and tenderly, asking, “Did you just throw yourself at me?”

Luo Nanchu bit her lip and couldn’t help but scold him internally, Throw myself at you, your head! This is obviously murder!

Fu Tingyuan released her slightly and raised a hand to rearrange her hair lightly.

His voice was extremely gentle as he looked deeply into her eyes and commented, “It seems like… you’ve been living really well in the time that I haven’t been around.”

Luo Nanchu could hear a hint of murderous intent amid his gentle voice.

Her left hand, which was being squeezed by Fu Tingyuan, was in so much pain that it was becoming numb. It seemed like this guy was really angry.

Luo Nanchu pursed her lips and said, “Let’s go out and talk.”

She did not want her high school classmates to enjoy a show at her expense.

When Fu Tingyuan shot a look at her unconcerned expression, his eyes turned cold. He looked up and noticed the heir sitting on the sofa nearby.

Carelessly, Fu Tingyuan asked, “I heard you’re trying to steal my woman?”