Chapter 165: Chapter 165

The car door slammed shut, and the driver revved the engine, speeding off into the distance. Everything happened in a blink of an eye.

When everyone looked again, leaves swirled in the autumn breeze, and Shen You’an’s figure had disappeared from the spot.

"Damn it." Gao Yuyue stuck her head out of the car window and instructed the driver, "Catch up to her for me."

But she was a step too late, letting that person gain the upper hand.

"Xuexi, is your brother chasing Shen You’an?" a girl asked curiously.

Leng Xuexi replied irritably, "I don’t know."

"Xuexi, that Shen You’an has neither family background nor looks. What makes her worthy of Young Master Leng? You really should remind him not to be deceived by a manipulative woman."

Leng Xuexi glared at the girl and said, "What do you mean by that? Shen You’an isn’t good enough for my brother?"

The girl chuckled, "Isn’t it obvious?"

Leng Xuexi scoffed lightly, "My brother is a womanizer and emotionally shallow. Honestly, I think he’s the one who isn’t good enough for Shen You’an."

The girl looked at her in disbelief. "Xuexi, how can you say that about your own brother? Young Master Leng is such a great person—handsome, gentle, and considerate. Besides, it’s not bad for a man to be a little flirty; it’s just him testing the waters...."

Leng Xuexi couldn’t listen any longer and stared at the girl with pity.

"I truly feel sorry for you."

Before the confused gaze of the girl, she walked away briskly.

That girl had already been added to her blacklist. Her values were severely skewed, and if Leng Xuexi continued talking to her, she feared she wouldn’t be able to resist slapping her.

Men being flirty is just "testing the waters"... Ha. Some of these girls were just too good at making excuses for scumbags, but when it came to other women, they held on tightly to the most malicious assumptions. It was truly pathetic.

Shen You’an was pulled roughly into Leng Yunyang’s arms, her gaze icy cold as she stared from a vantage point beneath his chin.

But she had no strength at the moment. The young man before her had the brute force of an ox, and the more she struggled, the tighter his grip on her wrist became. Resisting would only result in her suffering more.

Shen You’an took a deep breath and said coldly, "Rumor has it that Young Master Leng is the most gentle and considerate to girls. Looking at you now, it seems that’s quite exaggerated."

Leng Yunyang raised a brow. This girl was ridiculously skinny, her slender back fitting into his arms like a perfect puzzle piece.

Her wrist was breathtakingly delicate, his large hand wrapping around it with half an inch to spare.

The skin on her wrist was unusually pale, and the bluish-purple capillaries beneath were clearly visible.

The spot where his fingers gripped her had quickly flushed a rosy red.

This scene called to mind the ancient line, "A slender wrist encased in frost and snow."

Leng Yunyang chuckled softly and loosened his grip.

Shen You’an straightened herself out of his embrace and sat to the side, lowering her head to tidy her school uniform.

Leng Yunyang kept studying her.

After observing her throughout the day, Shen You’an seemed to be in poor health.

The pulse he checked earlier also didn’t seem promising.

No matter how you looked at her, she didn’t seem like the ruthless fighter capable of taking on a whole crowd.

That night, there had indeed been a young woman who caused a massive commotion at Huiye Bar, and many had witnessed it firsthand.

Yet the bar’s dim lights and the distance between the crowd and the action meant that no one remembered the woman’s face—only that she was tall and terribly slim.

Even the surveillance footage from the bar had mysteriously disappeared, and traces of tampering had been found in the nearby area’s security cameras.

Someone that strong didn’t seem connected in the slightest to the pale, sickly-looking girl in front of him.

But Zhang Shasha had sworn by her accusation of Shen You’an.

This was getting interesting.

Was Zhang Shasha lying, or was the girl in front of him hiding something?

"Shen You’an, be my girlfriend," he suddenly said.

Shen You’an drew in a sharp breath, suppressing the urge to smack his face.

"Sorry, I’m not interested in relationships."

"That’s fine. I’ll make sure you get used to me," the young man replied with an insolent smirk.

Shen You’an gritted her teeth, finding herself hating someone more than she ever had before.

She certainly didn’t believe that Leng Yunyang genuinely liked her. This young master was cold and calculating; the only people he truly cared about were probably his sister and himself.

He was far too sharp—he must have noticed something and was approaching her deliberately.

Yet at the moment, she was weak and drained of energy, as defenseless as a fish on a chopping board. Otherwise, she’d have already landed a knockout slap on this annoying brat.

Shen You’an suddenly thought of something, a faint smile curving her lips.

"That little girlfriend of yours tried to kill me this morning. I haven’t even settled that score with you yet."

Leng Yunyang chuckled and raised an eyebrow. "No problem."

At that moment, Leng Yunyang suddenly glanced behind him, his lips curling lightly.

"Shen You’an, I’ve always underestimated you. Turns out, you’ve got quite the charm. This time, I’d say I’ve struck gold."