Chapter 6. Either Hot or Embarrassed, He Was Too Close, and His Words Were So Ambiguous…

As soon as the words fell, several blows landed on his head in succession. Shen Yuan glanced coldly, “You little brat, did you eat a bear’s heart and a leopard’s gall to dare watch a show right at the gates of my Shen residence?”

Shen Meng ran her household strictly, absolutely not allowing any improper etiquette to occur.

Shen Yuan looked at that rather eye-catching begonia red, flicked his wrist, and slowly opened his folding fan, “The outer courtyard is still part of my Shen residence’s territory. You wanted to know, didn’t you? Come, this young master will take you to see right now.”

“Young, young master. Please wait for me!” A Liang held the umbrella, closely following behind Shen Yuan. He was puzzled in his heart, but didn’t dare show even a trace on his face.

First of all, going like this would only embarrass Miss Su.

Moreover, the young master clearly said he came to apologize in passing. If he ruined Miss Su’s beautiful moment, wouldn’t that make the grudge even bigger?!

He really couldn’t understand. His feet slowed down a bit, and he was left behind by Shen Yuan.

“Young master!” A Liang hurriedly caught up.

His shout didn’t stop Shen Yuan’s steps, but startled the two people hidden by the umbrella.

Su Jin heard the sound and put away her umbrella. Suddenly seeing Shen Yuan, that little hope in her heart seemed to rekindle from dead ashes, beating rapidly.

She awkwardly glanced away, staring at the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, and mumbled, “Shen gongzi.”

Shen Yuan gave a faint “mm” in response, his phoenix eyes discreetly and meticulously observing that begonia red for a long while before finally shifting his gaze to Su Jin. She stood awkwardly in place, like a student caught making a mistake in class.

The bamboo green sleeves swayed slowly with her uncertain wrists.

The tips of her ears, which had turned red at some unknown time, were hidden in her ink-black hair bun, like an extremely bright peach blossom.

Shen Yuan paused, secretly cursing, “Well, you Su Jin, you can blush at anyone!”

Seeing her like this, he knew she had been fooled by a handsome face again.

What’s more, the gentleman beside Su Jin had such a sweet gaze, staring at her like a hunter who had found his prey, with a look of determination.

If he hadn’t happened to come across this, the inexperienced Su Jin might have been tricked by him with nothing left.

The more Shen Yuan thought about it, the angrier he became.

But thinking again about Su Jin’s family background, it was natural that she hadn’t seen much of the world.

At most, he would suffer a bit in the future, showing Su Jin more, to prevent her from being unable to move every time she saw a slightly handsome gentleman!

Moreover, mother still wanted to take her as an adopted daughter, they would be related after all, so he couldn’t just stand by and watch her be led astray by this gentleman who seemed to want to eat her up.

Closing the folding fan in his hand, Shen Yuan, who considered himself kind-hearted, cupped his hands in greeting, “Miss Su.”

His face was gentle, the corners of his lips curving, but looking at that begonia red, his eyes were full of disgust, “Today there’s a banquet at our residence, mother and father specially sent me to invite Miss Su to come over for a gathering, but I didn’t know Miss Su had a guest.”

He deliberately paused, looking at the begonia red whose eyes were only on Su Jin with a half-smile, “I’ve come abruptly, I hope the gentleman won’t mind.”

“The young master is too polite.” That soul-stirring gentleman replied without looking at Shen Yuan.

He only tilted his head and stared fixedly at Su Jin, who was looking down with a red face, his voice low and gentle, as if afraid of startling the lady beside him.

“Miss Su, now that the item has been returned to its owner, Song Zhi shouldn’t disturb any further, and will take his leave now.”

Though he said he was leaving, his feet didn’t move half a step.

“Th-thank you, Song gongzi.” Su Jin was originally not good at talking to men, and now hearing he was leaving, her tone became much lighter. Before she could say her farewell, she heard Song Zhi letting out a low sigh beside her.

Su Jin glanced over in confusion, Song Zhi was using his sleeve to shield against the blazing sun coming over, and fine beads of sweat had also appeared on the tip of his nose.

She belatedly looked at A Liang who was holding the umbrella for Shen Yuan, then secretly glanced back at Song Zhi. In the short time since closing the umbrella and exchanging just a few words, the gentleman’s moon-white face had faintly turned red.

The umbrella handle in her palm became slightly warm.

The sun was scorching, and men were often weak. How could she let him come with an umbrella and leave without one?

Moreover, it was this oil-paper umbrella that made him search half of the capital. For the sake of sentiment and reason, she should take extra care of him.