My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 83: Senseless Waste_1

Of course, he knew what to do, by appeasing these people he was inviting trouble. Offending ThirdYoung Master Jun would be like provoking the King of Hell - death, in that case, would be excruciatingly painful.

Upon returning upstairs and opening the door, he found it deserted.

ThirdYoung Master Jun squinted his eyes, his face ghoulish as he walked downstairs to question Feiyu.

"Where did that little girl go?"

"She was with the bodyguard just now!"

But then the bodyguard ran over in a panic, blood streaming from his head. He said that the woman had knocked him out with a bottle and had taken the little girl away.

Feiyu was stunned. Seeing the look on ThirdYoung Master Jun’s face, he instantly realized that something was terribly wrong.

How dare this woman escape right under ThirdYoung Master Jun’s nose! That was like slapping him right in the face. She didn’t appear to have granted him any respect.

If ThirdYoung Master Jun was enraged, death was certain. Feiyu sympathetically thought of her predicament.

***

In truth, Ye Lu had entirely dismissed this charming but dangerous man from her mind.

Anyway, she was sure that with so many people around, she wouldn’t keep running into him so often. So, if she had offended him, she had offended him.

She had been exhausted these past few days while looking for the little girl.

She collapsed from exhaustion at the Ye Family’s house and slept straight until the next afternoon, only to be awakened by an urgent call from Shang Jingchen.

She jumped up and hastily returned to the villa.

Shang Jingchen had been busy discussing cooperative plans with the Gu Clan for these past few days and hadn’t had time for her. Today, he finally remembered her. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"There’s an explanatory meeting between the Shang Family and potential partners tomorrow. It’s really just a business lunch for the higher-ups of the two firms. You’re attending with me."

Hearing this, Ye Lu felt a headache coming on. She would have to attend another high-end banquet.

She didn’t feel comfortable being paraded around like a trained monkey, but she couldn’t refuse either.

She quickly phoned Senior Brother Chu Fei. Yang Yang answered the call, as Chu Fei was conducting an experiment and couldn’t answer. She asked Ye Lu to relate any messages through her, and she would inform Chu Fei.

Ye Lu had no choice but to say, "I’m sorry, but I won’t be able to make it to school again tomorrow. Could you please ask Senior Brother Chu Fei to look after the plant samples in the lab for me?"

"Ye Lu, it’s not that I want to scold you, but you’ve been taking leave for several days now. Don’t you feel embarrassed constantly troubling others? Don’t you think you’re neglecting your professional commitment to your studies?" Yang Yang’s voice sounded irritated.

With a bitter smile, Lu Yu responded, "I’m really sorry, sister. I have some family problems at home. I will definitely work harder in the future."

"Fine, I’ll let him know."

Although Sister Yang Yang was harsh, Ye Lu did feel bad for repeatedly troubling others. She only hoped that nothing else would happen in the near future so she could plan out her studies properly.

"Who is Chu Fei?" Shang Jingchen asked, not pleased, as he looked up from his newspaper.

"He’s a very good senior of mine who often helps me with my experiments."

"And he just helps you out for no reason? Ye Lu, you’re so naive. I’m warning you, during our dealings, don’t let me find out about you having any unclear relationship with other men, or you’ll face the consequences." Shang Jingchen said coldly, throwing down the newspaper, exiting the door and driving away in his sports car.

Ye Lu was dumbfounded. This guy’s temper was getting worse by the day. She wondered if he was going through a mid-life crisis or whether men also have ’that time of the month’ like women.

The next afternoon, after finishing her class, Ye Lu hurried over.

This time, Shang Jingchen threw her a huge gift box. Inside, she found a conservative and elegant dress from a brand she knew - an international women’s haute couture brand. It was incredibly expensive.

Even modest estimates valued the dress at hundreds of thousands - ridiculous.

"Is this for me?" Her eyes widened. Since when did this stingy man choose to make such an investment in her?

"So you avoid embarrassing me again." Reflecting upon the last time she had worn a dress like this, Shang Jingchen felt visceral irritation, "But even the best dress would look unimpressive on a sloppy woman like you. It would be like an unqualified prince in fine robes. What a waste of a good outfit!"