Free Web NovelChapter 113: Chapter 112: Make Her Pay for the Clothes (2)
Yan Jiu looked as if he’d just been granted amnesty, nodding eagerly. "Yes, yes, I guarantee I’ll bring Miss Bai back safe and sound."
Bai Su left with Yan Jiu.
Bai Rongrong felt a surge of indignation, but when she glanced over at Lu Tingyan, her heart skipped a beat.
’Does this mean I’m now alone with Leader Lu?’
’This was a god-sent opportunity!’
Bai Rongrong looked at the man beside her, adjusted her expression, and put on the perfect smile she had practiced countless times in the mirror. "Leader Lu, it must be so hard being with my sister, isn’t it? She’s just that sort of person..."
Lu Tingyan shot her a glance, his brow furrowed. freewebnovёl.ƈom
It was too dark for her to notice his expression, so she continued speaking. "On such an important occasion, this must be the first time you’ve brought her to a banquet, right?"
"This is such an important occasion. If it were me, I would have taken care to dress up. I’m not normally one to fuss over my appearance, but so I wouldn’t embarrass you, Leader, and to avoid being impolite at someone’s banquet, I’d at least make myself look presentable."
"But my sister doesn’t seem to care about any of that. In fact, she’s downright unkempt..."
"It’s a waste of that beautiful gown you found for her. And her hair is just a disaster. How could she come to a banquet looking so messy?"
"As a noble, she should know that looking elegant and presentable at a banquet is basic respect for the hosts. I just saw a few members of the Yan Family whispering. They were unhappy with her sloppy appearance, saying she was disrespecting the Yan Family and embarrassing you."
Lu Tingyan’s voice was cold and distant, betraying no emotion. "Her hair is a disaster? It embarrassed me?"
Thinking he was taking the bait, Bai Rongrong’s eyes lit up. "I know I shouldn’t speak ill of my sister behind her back, but..."
She bit her lip. "My sister isn’t a child; she should know to be more careful on important occasions. Her hairstyle is so messy, it just looks sloppy. It’s a credit to your generosity that you were still willing to bring her."
Lu Tingyan’s face darkened. "I spent hours doing her hair myself. What gives you the right to criticize it?"
"Huh?" Bai Rongrong was stunned.
Lu Tingyan continued, "You tasteless idiot. And you think your hairstyle looks good? Utterly laughable!"
His composure broke. He turned on his heel and stalked off.
’No wonder my wife was so hesitant before getting out of the car, her expression so odd.’
’She must have hated the hairstyle I gave her.’
’But he thought it looked perfectly exquisite, with a sort of lazy, effortless vibe. How could it look sloppy and messy to Bai Rongrong?’ fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
Lu Tingyan fumed for a moment before reaching a conclusion: Bai Rongrong was just a tasteless fucking idiot!
Naturally, Bai Rongrong couldn’t just let him leave like that. "Leader Lu, I... I misspoke just now. Please don’t take it to heart."
"Actually... actually, my sister’s hairstyle looks great!"
’If she angered Leader Lu, would she ever have another chance to break into the noble circles?’
Bai Rongrong’s heart sank. In the distance, people were watching the commotion.
’At the very least... she couldn’t let anyone see that Leader Lu was storming off because she’d angered him!’
A glint flashed in Bai Rongrong’s eyes. She rushed forward, taking several quick steps to get in front of Lu Tingyan before feigning a fall right into his arms.
From a distance, it looked as if the two had bumped into each other and Lu Tingyan had reached out to steady her.
Her soft, pliant body was pressed against his, her delicate face flushed with a shy blush. "Leader Lu, I’m so sorry. I think I’ve twisted my ankle..."
Lu Tingyan pushed her away, his face impassive. "You’ve dirtied my clothes."
Bai Rongrong looked flustered, her eyes turning red. "I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to! I was in too much of a hurry, and my ankle really hurts..."
She clung weakly to a nearby tree branch like a delicate willow swaying in the wind, lowering her head to present a pitiful, heart-wrenching sight.
Lu Tingyan said nothing for a long moment.
Bai Rongrong could feel him scrutinizing her.
The commotion soon attracted a small crowd.
Someone stepped forward and asked with concern, "Miss Bai, are you all right? What’s going on with Leader Lu...?"
Bai Rongrong’s eyes grew red with grievance. "It’s my fault. I was rushing and bumped into Leader Lu, and I even got his clothes dirty..."
Lu Tingyan’s expression was grim, and no one in the crowd dared to make a sound.
But under the dim glow of the streetlights, Bai Rongrong’s pitiful act did possess a certain heart-stirring charm.
Seeing this, many of the males present couldn’t help but feel a stir of pity. They broke out in a cold sweat for this clumsy, delicate female.
Their Leader was not known for having a soft spot for women.
When Lu Tingyan still didn’t speak, Bai Rongrong bit her pale lip.
She mustered her courage and looked up at him, as if to prove she wasn’t the type of female to deliberately throw herself at men. "Leader Lu, I didn’t mean to dirty your clothes. Just name your price... I’ll compensate you..."
There was a distinct white powder smudge on Lu Tingyan’s suit.
A suit of such high-end material was effectively ruined by such an obvious powder stain.
Hearing this, everyone couldn’t help but think this little female was foolishly cute.
That was Leader Lu, after all. He only ever wore his formal attire once. Would he really care about one suit getting dirty?
A flicker of light crossed Lu Tingyan’s eyes. He took a step forward and stared at her, his tone feigning surprise. "You’re going to compensate me?"
Seeing that he was finally treating her differently, and even speaking to her in front of so many people, Bai Rongrong’s vanity swelled instantly.
Her posture became even more frail and slender, tears glistening in her eyes. Her thin frame leaned helplessly against the nearby tree, her sprained ankle held delicately off the ground.
Anyone could see her ankle was sprained.
’She was different from all those other females who deliberately engineered encounters, falling in front of Leader Lu just to throw themselves into his arms.’
’She was really hurt. Her ankle was already red and swollen.’
’And she wasn’t even using this as a chance to get close to Leader Lu or strike up a conversation. On the contrary, to draw a clear boundary, she proactively offered to pay for his suit jacket.’
’What an extraordinary female!’
The males present couldn’t help but be smitten.
The females in the crowd, however, were grinding their teeth in hatred. ’What is this nonsense?’
’It’s just a cheap trick for attention. We’re all females here; does she think we can’t see through her little games?’
’If you’re really hurt and leaning helplessly, do you keep your back ramrod straight and crane your neck, terrified that people won’t notice your ’excellent’ head-to-shoulder ratio?’
’Leaning against a tree while simultaneously sticking her chest out, arching her back to create that "delicate and boneless" look? Is that how a normal, injured person stands, all hunched in pain?’
’You could get a professional photoshoot out of that pose!’
Lu Tingyan, however, just gave her a long, hard look, then took out his smart-bracelet and pulled up a QR code. "Alright. The suit is custom-made, a new winter model pre-ordered a year in advance. Total comes to thirty-seven million. Go ahead and pay."
"H-how much?" Bai Rongrong shrieked, her voice cracking in shock—a stark contrast to the delicate, sweet tone from moments before.
