Beware the Appearing Cute Wife!-Chapter 67 - 68

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67: 68.

Is it not embarrassing to be rough with girls when others might find out?

67: 68.

Is it not embarrassing to be rough with girls when others might find out?

When Fu Ziran finished speaking, the entire room instantly got the hint and burst into laughter.

An Xiaoyu finally realized what was going on, her face turning red like a cooked shrimp, and she hurriedly stood up and left.

Do they have to be so shameless?

An Xiaoyu hid in the restroom and washed her face, then patted her cheeks.

Her cheeks were burning hot, and her head felt somewhat light.

The corridors twisted and turned, making An Xiaoyu feel a bit dizzy.

What was the room number of the private room?

She hadn’t paid attention when she entered.

Relying on her memory, An Xiaoyu searched for a long time and finally found the private room.

But when she pushed the door open, she immediately froze.

This private room was more luxuriously decorated, yet she didn’t recognize anyone there— all strangers.

However, they all seemed to be either rich or noble!

“Sorry, wrong room…”

After apologizing, An Xiaoyu turned to leave but suddenly, a large hand grabbed her wrist, followed by a strong smell of alcohol.

“Hey, little sister, since you’re here, it means we’re fated.

Why not stay for a drink!”

The man was obese, with a protruding belly and his eyes shone with a cunning light.

A burst of teasing laughter echoed around the room.

“Come on, this beautiful girl, hurry in!”

The man’s greasy hand gripped her wrist, making An Xiaoyu feel nauseous.

She struggled, trying to shake off his hand, but felt too weak to muster any strength.

“I said I entered the wrong room!

My friends are waiting for me!”

The fat man’s face darkened as An Xiaoyu openly defied him in front of everyone.

“Clearly you walked in here on purpose and now you’re playing innocent!

You should be grateful that I, your ancestor, am showing interest in you!

Damn it, refusal of a toast only leads to a forced drink!”

As he spoke, he swung his hand towards An Xiaoyu.

Just at that moment, a chilling aura swept in, and someone caught the man’s hand mid-air.

An Xiaoyu felt someone grip her shoulder and pull her backward into a warm, solid embrace.

Looking up, it was Shen Yufeng.

“Shen… President Shen…” After his initial shock, the fat man quickly recognized Shen Yufeng and immediately put on a sycophantic expression, “What brings you here?”

Shen Yufeng’s face was expressionless, but his piercing eyes revealed his emotions.

“President Tian, isn’t it shameful to hit a woman?

Aren’t you afraid of being ridiculed?”

The man known as President Tian quickly explained: “Ah, it’s a misunderstanding!

Since President Shen you’re also interested in this girl, you go first!”

The crowd that was previously jeering and booing instantly changed their expressions.

Who is Shen Yufeng?

A single stomp from him could conjure a tornado in City A!

Goodness, are they people Shen Yufeng can’t afford to offend?

But isn’t Shen Yufeng known for regarding women as mere dirt?

Even in business, he never has female companions by his side, yet now he’s stepped into their room to defend a woman?

What does this mean?

Shen Yufeng looked around at the people sitting in the room, his icy gaze sending chills down their spines.

“Is everything alright?” he asked the girl in his arms in a soft voice.

The people shivered.

Was this the prelude to a confrontation?

An Xiaoyu shook her head, feeling a warmth in her heart, thankful that he arrived just in time!

“Silly girl, went out for a while and you can’t even find your room?”

Everyone was stunned.

Goodness, the girl really did walk into the wrong room!

It seems that they really offended someone they shouldn’t have!

“President Shen, this really was a misunderstanding, we didn’t know she was one of yours…”

The people hurriedly explained, but Shen Yufeng did not pay them any attention, carrying An Xiaoyu and turning to leave.

An Xiaoyu nestled in his arms, feeling like a small boat rocking on the great sea with the rhythm of his steps.

“Shen Yufeng, slow down, I’m feeling dizzy…”