Chapter 1200 - 1227: Unmasking the True Colors 12

Chapter 1200: Chapter 1227: Unmasking the True Colors 12

So the next morning, Nianyang dragged Chu Zhan over to Lu Xingshen’s private villa, demanding to see Shi Nuan, only to be stopped at the gate by security.

"Sorry, Mr. Lu said, anyone from the Chu Family is strictly forbidden from seeing Shi Nuan."

Nianyang and Chu Zhan looked at the circle of security guards in front of them, and it was obvious Lu Xingshen had prepared in advance—clearly he knew they were coming.

There was nothing they could do, and they couldn’t just fight their way in, so Nianyang and Chu Zhan could only waste time there.

During this time, Chu Zhan kept calling Shi Nuan. Shi Nuan stood on the room’s balcony, holding the constantly vibrating phone, her face a desolate sheet of white.

"What, you want to pick up?" Lu Xingshen walked over from behind. Dressed in a black shirt, tall with long legs, his handsome, aristocratic face was covered in a chill.

"Of course not." Shi Nuan denied with her mouth, dropped her gaze, hung up, and turned off the phone.

Lu Xingshen’s lips hooked up in a pleased smile. Standing next to her, he could see the scene at the gate downstairs, and he deliberately said, "Your little lover is waiting for you. Want to go down and say a few words of farewell? Hm?"

Through the glass, Shi Nuan glanced at Chu Zhan’s back, her face expressionless. "We’ve already broken up. I have nothing to say."

"Is that from the heart?"

Lu Xingshen lifted Shi Nuan’s chin, staring intently at the girl’s face. The man’s eyes were very beautiful, with particularly deep sockets, and the curve at the outer corners of his eyes was especially seductive.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. "Xiao Nuan, with me forcing you like this, are you really willing to leave Chu Zhan and marry me?"

Shi Nuan answered quietly, "As long as you don’t give Chu Zhan trouble, I’ll agree to anything you want. I keep my word."

These words were spoken without a shred of emotion, like a transaction.

Which they were—a transaction to begin with.

Lu Xingshen knew this very well, but it still pissed him off enough. His voice dropped a few notches. "I can agree to let Chu Zhan go, but you have to give me something tangible in return. I’m marrying a wife, not a robot with a dead face to put on display. You get what I mean, right?"

Shi Nuan’s lips moved. "What else do you want?"

Lu Xingshen smiled without answering, the sinister look at the corners of his eyes dark and intense.

Downstairs, Chu Zhan shouted furiously, "Why? Lu Xingshen isn’t the damn Emperor. I want to see my fiancée—what right does he have to stop me?"

"Your fiancée?" Lu Xingshen came out holding an umbrella, with Shi Nuan in his arm, wearing a black fur coat.

Separated by a row of railings, Chu Zhan glared viciously at Lu Xingshen. "You petty bastard, give Nuannuan back to me!"

"She’s my fiancée. Why should I give her back to you?"

Lu Xingshen tilted his head back in a cold laugh, tightening his arm around Shi Nuan’s shoulders like staking his claim. "Chu Zhan, you’re at least the president managing a company. How can you be pulling this stunt of running to someone else’s door to snatch their woman? Is your position a little too secure and you feel like it needs to be shaken up?"

Chu Zhan refused to back down. "That line should be mine. Nuannuan is clearly my fiancée, how did she become yours?"

"Because Xiao Nuan knows how to choose."

Lu Xingshen lowered his eyes to the silent, head-bowed Shi Nuan, stroked her chin, and chuckled. "Xiao Nuan, tell your former coach—who exactly are you going to marry?"

Shi Nuan slowly raised her head and met Chu Zhan’s earnest gaze. A dull ache spread through her chest as she said woodenly, "Chu Zhan, I’ve already explained things very clearly to you. Go back. Don’t come here again."

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Little Uncle’s about to be done for, hahahaha!!!!