Chapter 700: Chapter 700

The masked woman raised her eyebrows defiantly, "So what if he has a fiancée? I am also his darling. Don’t be jealous. He doesn’t like your type, too bland."

This last sentence was particularly interesting, a thinly veiled reference to Bai Bing’s figure.

Huaxia people are generally not voluptuous, and Bai Bing had put in great effort to maintain her beautifully contoured physique back in those days.

But because her bone structure was naturally not that of a delicate frame, no matter how much she altered her appearance, it would still feel slightly off. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that many parts of her body were modified.

Bai Bing’s face turned pale, tears slowly rolling down her face as she murmured softly, "Brother Yan, we have been childhood sweethearts from a young age, why must you..."

He Jinxia had no patience for this, her smile not reaching her eyes as she interrupted, "What a coincidence. I’ve also been childhood sweethearts with him, and even closer than you were with him. You losing to me is not unjust."

Bai Bing sneered, "The Sheng Family would want him to marry a lady of noble heritage, not someone like you who can’t even show her face in public. Don’t you think people will give you trouble?"

He Jinxia’s eyes shifted, then she leaned even closer to Sheng Yan, burying her head in his chest and sobbing softly, "Darling, I’m so scared!"

She wasn’t crying, but her imitation of sobbing was so lifelike it could have earned her the title of a true villainess in any modern romance drama!

He Jinxia had never played such a role before; even in real life, when she found trouble, she was often the target rather than the instigator. Yet now, employing the art of crying on cue, she performed like a seasoned actor, reveling in the drama.

Sheng Yan gently patted her shoulder, soothing her in a low voice, but his eyes were coldly fixed on Bai Bing.

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Bai Bing, feeling utterly humiliated, gave He Jinxia a deep look, turned around, and left. She couldn’t stay there any longer!

At the dinner, everyone exchanged glances, surprised.

They were too far to see clearly what Sheng Yan and those women were arguing about. Although they couldn’t hear their words, the scene clearly indicated a romantic conflict.

Now, everyone was curious about the woman Sheng Yan was holding in his arms.

They thought to themselves, This woman is impressive; she just ousted Sheng Yan’s two most powerful admirers upon her arrival.

Director Rogels frowned and walked over to speak to Sheng Yan, glancing several times at He Jinxia. Sheng Yan subtly shifted to block the director’s view and quickly replied a few words.

Eventually, Director Rogels slowly nodded, and Sheng Yan immediately left with the woman in his arms.

When Sheng Yan left, the atmosphere in the room relaxed again.

Some celebrities were cautious and did not discuss the recent events, but some younger stars couldn’t hold their tongues and eagerly speculated about what had happened.

Ola followed beside Director Wilson, looking dazed. Wilson asked her, "Where’s He Jinxia?"

Ola answered blankly, "She just left."

"Left?" Wilson frowned, "Why did she leave..."

Ola too wanted to know why. Since the masked woman had appeared, a storm had been brewing in her heart, leaving her dazed and confused until now.

She had been with Jinxia as they dressed and did their makeup together; she even helped Jinxia with her hairdo.

Xie Jiahui, being rather oblivious, hadn’t noticed, but Ola recognized her immediately—that masked woman was He Jinxia!

He Jinxia and... Sheng Yan??

In an instant, Ola felt her world collapsing.

The faux male god and the real male god together?

Oh my god, that’s a super superstar, not just any ordinary god!

Ola swallowed hard, feeling overwhelmingly disoriented when introduced to colleagues by Wilson, and not in good shape.

On the other side, after Sheng Yan pulled He Jinxia aside, they didn’t leave but directly checked into the hotel.

The two of them made their way to the top floor.

He Jinxia didn’t even have time to remove her mask before Sheng Yan pushed her into the room,

Initially, the room was dark, but then a romantic pink light slowly rose, casting a beautiful silhouette throughout the room.

"Wait, what are you doing, don’t come over!"

Lying on the bed and wrapped tightly in the duvet, He Jinxia found the courage to speak.

Sheng Yan tugged off the tie from his shirt and leisurely started unbuttoning his shirt.

He Jinxia’s gaze flitted around, pondering the possibility of escape.

"Well, Bai Bing and Xie Jiahui are close to you, right? But they don’t know you have a fiancée..."

A spark of inspiration struck He Jinxia, and she quickly seized on it, saying, "Sheng Yan, this isn’t right. We’ve been discussing getting engaged since New Year’s, how come nobody outside knows?"

Sheng Yan chuckled lightly, "Whether I’m right or not, don’t you know?"

He Jinxia coughed, Is now really the time to discuss this?

Her expression stern, "I’m serious!"

By this time Sheng Yan had unbuttoned his shirt. This man, both cunning and nonchalant, stopped undressing further and came to her side in that half-undone state, sparing no courtesy in his speech.

"If it weren’t for some ungrateful person delaying the engagement date, I would have announced it to the world long ago."

Sheng Yan looked at her with a half-smiling gaze, "Miss He, strictly speaking, we’re not yet engaged. How do you expect me to announce it?"

He Jinxia’s eyes slightly widened, holding the duvet tightly and refusing to admit she was wrong, "You’re wrong. You don’t value me, you don’t care for me, you don’t—"

Sheng Yan pressed forward and silenced her with his actions.

After a while, his husky voice rose, "I don’t care for you? I don’t value you? I’ve already said that you are my heart, what more do you want, for me to dig out my entire heart to show you?"

He Jinxia’s already flushed cheeks immediately surged with two more touches of redness, looking adorable in her bashfulness.

"You, you’re just bullying me!"

"Mmm, I really am bullying you."

Seeing her speechless expression, Sheng Yan was in a great mood and pinched her cheek, whispering into her ear, "You’re too cute, always making people want to bully you."

He Jinxia still clutched the duvet in stubborn resistance, steadfastly saying, "Don’t think that a few sweet nothings will pacify me, let’s first talk about what’s going on with Bai Bing and Xie Jiahui? I’ve come all the way overseas, how can I still encounter so many rivals? Confess and be lenient, resist and it’ll be severe. How many more like them do you have?"

Slowly pulling her out of the duvet, Sheng Yan casually said, "A million? Millions? Billions? I can’t remember. Everyday on W, there are tens of thousands declaring their love for me on my timeline, darling, you’ll wear yourself out if you waste energy on these trivial matters."

Feeling uncomfortable under his pressure, He Jinxia couldn’t help but kick him with her foot. As she kicked, the duvet slipped slightly, and Sheng Yan decisively reached inside.

His hand, still carrying a hint of the cool outside air, made He Jinxia shiver involuntarily, "Get out!"

Far from backing off, Sheng Yan pressed in even closer, his voice hoarse, "It’ll warm up soon."