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nTranslator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

n“Hi, Silver Screen King Feng, long time no see.” Qiao Yaruan turned around and greeted him with a forced smile. She then cut across him and tried to leave.

n“There’s someone here without…”

n“Hey…” Qiao Yaruan had no time to think too much about this. She immediately whipped around and covered his mouth with one hand while she pressed him against the wall with the other. She then spat viciously, “We’ve nothing against each other, Silver Screen King Feng, let me go.”

nThese words were very callous.

nThese words sounded like something a mountain bandit would say.

nThese actions…

nWere like a wall slap!

nUnfortunately, the woman who was acting like a brutish mountain bandit did not notice that she has now slammed the King of the Silver Screen against the wall.

nAt this moment, Qiao Yaruan had one hand against his lips and one hand slightly below his neck. This was to stop him from fighting back.

nFeng Feng stared at the woman who was restraining him as a sharp light flashed across his eyes. This was the first woman who had dared to cover his mouth and press him against a wall.

nShui Anluo had once told Qiao Yaruan that when a man does something to you that no man has ever done to you before, it proves that this man was yours. You did not have to be courteous in taking him down.

nFor the same reason, this rule could be applied in the opposite direction.

nUnfortunately, only the spectators were aware of what was really going on.

n“Quit shouting, I won’t let anyone crowd around you next time at most,” Qiao Yaruan said unwillingly.

nFeng Feng hinted at her to let him go and promised her with a look in his eyes that he would not blab.

nQiao Yaruan stared at him skeptically but slowly relaxed the grip she had on him. She was still unaware of what she had done after letting him go.

nFeng Feng confessed that he had examined many women but he never expected to find a woman who was more masculine than him to still lack such self-awareness after slamming a guy against the wall.

n“You don’t have an invite, you won’t be able to help Shui Anluo by coming here. Instead, you’ll cause her even more trouble.” Feng Feng lowered his head and slowly tidied up his sleeve. “Most of the people who’re here are ‘A’ City’s VIPs. Each and every one of these people are law-abiding elegant people. Regardless of what Shui Anluo does today, the word will get out. By then, whatever friends Shui Anluo has… I think you can imagine.”

nFeng Feng’s tone was refined but carried a tinge of smugness.

nQiao Yaruan thought about what he said and knew that he was not being irrational.

n“My invite allows me to bring a date. If you beg me, I can let you be my…”

n“No way, Big Sis does not want that!” Qiao Yaruan rolled her eyes at him and cut him off. “Are you asking me to beg you? Silver Screen King Feng, you’d better go home and keep dreaming,” said Qiao Yaruan as she pushed him away to find a different place to conceal herself.

nShui Anjiao walked towards them. She thought that she looked very elegant as she stared arrogantly at Shui Anluo. “Luoluo, you’re here. Let me get someone to call Father. Father must’ve really missed you.” Shui Anjiao approached Shui Anluo to intimately stroke her hand.

nShui Anluo violently backed away. Her attempt to avoid Shui Anjiao was immediately apparent.

nChu Ningyi looked up and stared at Shui Anjiao without any emotion in his eyes. “We didn’t plan to come here so we did not manage to prepare a gift. Please forgive us, Miss Shui.”

nThey really had not prepared any presents. Besides, no one had brought up the mutual understanding that giving her a present would only be a waste.

nShui Anjiao never expected Chu Ningyi to say such a thing. Her face turned even uglier but she could not say a thing in return.

n“My apologies, Big Sister, I never had any plans of getting you a present.” Shui Anluo said adorably. However, these words were no different from slapping Shui Anjiao across the face.

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