Chapter 35: A Seductive Dance in Public? Gu Jinzhou Was Furious, His Cigarette Never Leaving His Hand-A Pequena Namorada do Chefão Obsessivo é Doce, Fofa e Irresistível(Doce Xiaobei)

Su Ruanruan glanced at Gu Jinzhou.

"A bar?"

The man's low, lazy voice sounded, laced with heavy displeasure. Gu Fengyan had not expected Su Ruanruan to be with Gu Jinzhou.

"The bar at the Di Xi Club, not some messy place. Don't you often come here to hang out yourself?"

Su Ruanruan patted Gu Jinzhou's thigh, her pleading gaze shifting to one of righteous indignation. If Gu Jinzhou could go there often, why couldn't she!

Gu Jinzhou hung up the phone. His noble, slender fingers gripped his fountain pen as he leisurely signed his name, then looked at the young woman in his arms, unhurried. "Sweetheart, wait for me to finish this work, and I will take you there."

A sweet smile hung on Su Ruanruan’s face. "Xin'er is my dear friend. If you don't let me go, it just means you want to pick a fight with me."

Gu Jinzhou furrowed his brows, let out a faint sigh through thin lips, and loosened his left arm, which had been wrapped around her slender, soft waist.

Her absence left his arms empty. He felt as if a piece of his heart had been hollowed out as well.

Di Xi, 7one Bar.

People in tailored suits and glamorous attire walked back and forth. Su Ruanruan could not see what Gu Jinzhou had to worry about. Before she turned twenty, Su Ruanruan had never been to places like bars or internet cafes; she had only heard them mentioned by friends and her brothers. Even now, she held a great deal of curiosity about such places. This was one of the reasons why she would end up causing trouble later.

Su Ruanruan spotted Gu Fengyan and Mu Xin'er. One wanted to drink, while the other was desperately trying to stop her. Both were being unreasonable. Her third brother shouldn't have brought Xin'er to a place like this at all.

Su Ruanruan gripped Mu Xin'er's wrist. When Mu Xin'er turned to look, she immediately buried her head in her best friend's gentle embrace.

"Waaa..."

"You heartless Ruanruan, why did you only come now!"

"I've been dumped, and I can't even have a single drink! How miserable, how miserable!"

Su Ruanruan watched her wail for a long time without a single tear falling, and said with disdain, "What 'dumped'? Are you just trying to trick me into buying you drinks?"

Mu Xin'er recoiled, pointing at the unfaithful man before her, shocked that he wasn't even a little bit heartbroken for her. Seeing that Mu Xin'er was now seated steadily, Gu Fengyan withdrew the hand that had been gently touching her waist—a gesture of silent tenderness and absolute gentlemanly consideration.

Su Ruanruan took in the entire scene.

Mu Xin'er glanced at Gu Fengyan, the tear mole beneath her eye bewitching the man's gaze. "Third Brother Gu, I need to have a private word with Ruanruan. Could you go wander around the second floor?"

Gu Fengyan replied, "Very well."

Mu Xin'er's expression suddenly shifted, a bitter smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Ruanruan, you were right. That brat Rong Xiu has had a change of heart."

Su Ruanruan raised an eyebrow. "Did you find evidence of him cheating with Su Lan'er?"

Mu Xin'er said, "No, I just have a feeling he's different now. If I had to analyze one specific thing... he used to be gentle and considerate toward girls, but he never crossed the line. Now, he ignores all public opinion to let Su Lan'er endorse all products under the Rong Group, using the excuse of being a fan to carry out improper affairs. Heh."

Su Ruanruan felt this was something worth celebrating; she was finally out of the sea of misery! But from Xin'er's perspective, having been childhood sweethearts for twenty years only for him to change his heart overnight was truly tormenting.

"Xin'er, what do you plan to do now?"

"I don't know. If I confront Rong Xiu now, he'll definitely think I'm being unreasonable. Perhaps to appease me, he might drop Su Lan'er's endorsement, but wouldn't that just mean I forced him to give her up, forced him to like me? It's meaningless. I feel this kind of relationship is utterly hollow, yet I’m not reconciled. Tell me, why would Rong Xiu change his heart?"

Su Ruanruan didn't know why Rong Xiu had changed; perhaps the plot of the novel influenced him, or perhaps he truly had fallen for Su Lan'er from the bottom of his heart.

"Xin'er, if you look back, you'll find that there is a man who suits you better than Rong Xiu and cares about you more."

Mu Xin'er turned around very quickly. "Where is he? Who is it?"

Su Ruanruan clutched her forehead.

The corner not far away began to liven up. Someone was pushing a cake cart toward Li Shaojue; it was his birthday, and someone had prepared a surprise for him. Shortly after, a woman wearing sunglasses and a mask walked up to Li Shaojue.

It was Su Lan'er. Of course, a big star had to be fully disguised, even though in a place like Di Xi, no one would bother chasing after celebrities.

Su Ruanruan bit her lip and whispered something into Mu Xin'er's ear.

Mu Xin'er's eyes widened. "Are you sure? If Li Shaojue remains indifferent, you might become a laughingstock."

Su Ruanruan replied, "Whether he cares or not, our goal is to annoy Su Lan'er to death!"

Mu Xin'er gave an 'OK' sign readily; she would cooperate fully.

Li Shaojue cut the first piece of cake and handed it to Su Lan'er, then stopped. His sharp, prominent brow bone was extremely cold; for a man of his status, agreeing to cut the cake was already the limit of his patience. Su Lan'er cut the rest of the cake, and when someone called her "Sister-in-law," no one contradicted it.

Suddenly, the sound of a microphone echoed throughout the corner.

Mu Xin'er: "Everybody! Today is the birthday of our President Li Shaojue. Let's wish him a happy birthday! Cake for the beauty, dance for the hero—music!"

A young girl wearing a butterfly mask ran toward Li Shaojue. The red gauze dress made her skin look exceptionally fair and stunning. Her slender, fragile waist swayed slightly, bewitching and seductive. The golden butterfly mask covered most of her face, revealing only a pair of tender, charming, watery eyes that could drive people to madness.

"Where did that little vixen come from?"

"I don't care who she is, I want her."

"Her skin is so fair and tender, and her hair is dark and glossy. What a knockout! Could she be a canary kept by some big shot who snuck out?"

"Didn't you hear just now? She's dancing to celebrate President Li's birthday."

"Hiss—President Li's canary?!"

Li Shaojue swirled the wine glass in his hand, his sharp, handsome face showing little emotion. He seemed completely indifferent, as if this farce had nothing to do with him.

Su Ruanruan kept dancing in front of Su Lan'er, not even glancing at Li Shaojue once. She heard the discussions of the crowd—it was truly absurd.

Until Su Lan'er finally recognized her through the mask, her face twisted with jealousy and malice. Su Ruanruan’s tender, watery eyes crinkled with a smile, and she left the scene feeling satisfied.

As she walked away, she saw a man standing not far away, smoking. His noble and superior features were blurred by the smoke. Gu Jinzhou's thin lips curved into a faint, elusive smile, and his usually elegant and relaxed posture now appeared incredibly cold, somber, and sinister.

In the VIP lounge.

Su Ruanruan was tearfully changing her clothes. She knew that if she walked out there, she would be finished.

Gu Jinzhou stood outside the door smoking. Ever since he entered Di Xi, the cigarette in his hand had never gone out. White smoke curled around his long, slender fingers, inexplicably exuding a sense of chill.

Su Lan'er walked over, suppressing the rage in her heart, and said, "I'm hosting a birthday party for Shaojue at Di Xi today, and Su Ruanruan ran right in front of him to dance seductively. I wonder, President Gu, what are your thoughts on this?"