Chapter 108: We Will Ultimately Get Married.

She hugged the milk tea tightly in her arms. Lin Nanxuan said this milk tea was expensive yet delicious.

Upon hearing Lin Nanxuan’s words, Zhou Bei felt momentarily hesitant. There was also a Miss Qiao inside...

Just as Zhou Bei was about to speak and urge her not to go in yet, Lin Nanxuan saw he remained silent and did not think further, for Zhou Bei had never stopped her from seeking out the bad guy. So she subconsciously gripped the door handle.

Before Zhou Bei could react to stop her, the lounge door had already been pushed open.

In the lounge.

Seeing that Shen Hanzhi this time did not scold her into leaving but only silently pursed his lips in thought, Qiao Yumei’s face bloomed with joy. She believed her earlier tears had worked their magic, so she seized the moment to edge closer to him, lowering her waist as if ready to lean against his body.

“Hanzhi, I—”

At that instant, the lounge door was suddenly thrust open.

“Bad guy...” A soft, joyful voice rang out, then abruptly fell silent...

Qiao Yufei had almost managed to settle into Shen Hanzhi’s lap, yet she was suddenly interrupted by the strange sound. Her face instantly twisted into an expression of anger.

Shen Hanzhi, hearing the voice from the doorway, saw his handsome features shift as well.

Lin Nanxuan stood frozen at the entrance, milk tea in hand, staring at the scene on the sofa. Her pretty little face instantly paled.

The woman’s attire was outrageously seductive, her pose highly suggestive, as though they were on the verge of something far more intimate.

A bad guy with a woman...

She stood there in stunned silence, unable to regain her composure for a long while.

Qiao Yufei straightened herself, slowly turned her head, and gazed at the girl in youthful, simple attire standing at the door. A look of disdain crossed her exquisite features. Then she turned back toward Shen Hanzhi, offered a smile, and asked deliberately:

“Hanzhi, is this your new flame?”

Such a seemingly pure girl, utterly devoid of sensuality, would not pose much threat to her.

Shen Hanzhi’s brows drew together tightly. He turned his gaze to scan Lin Nanxuan, frozen at the doorway, his pupils flickering. His eyes finally settled on Zhou Bei behind her, carrying a trace of displeasure and reprimand.

Zhou Bei realized the blame in his tone and guiltily lowered his head.

A moment later, Shen Hanzhi pursed his thin lips and said as if indifferent:

“No, merely an undisciplined subordinate.”

“...” Hearing the man’s words, Lin Nanxuan’s expression at the doorway also froze, as though she had been wronged, her eyes immediately reddening.

Shen Hanzhi turned his gaze and ignored her figure.

Hearing Shen Hanzhi’s reply, Qiao Yumei’s heart filled with delight. Yet to preserve the gentle and sensual image she wished to maintain before him, she spoke with a smile and tenderness:

“Even if it is, it’s all right as long as you’re happy. After all... we will marry sooner or later.”

Hearing the woman’s words lacking any self-awareness, disgust flashed through Shen Hanzhi’s eyes.

The next second, he lowered his gaze to the computer before him and said with cold detachment:

“I still have work to do. All of you, please leave.”

“Yes...” Zhou Bei nodded, then gently tugged Lin Nanxuan.

Lin Nanxuan, who had been stunned for some time, finally came back to herself. She glanced at the indifferent man seated on the sofa, then quietly clutched her milk tea, turned, and followed Zhou Bei out.