Chapter 2: Fear

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Shen Zhi was dressed in the sommelier’s specially tailored uniform. A simple outfit, yet it lent him an air of distinction.

“Miss Third, what shall we do with him?” Yuan Wu shrugged off Shen Zhi’s hand, shooting him a fierce glare before turning to Guan Yueyue.

Guan Yueyue steadied her emotions. “Forget it.”

“Forget it?” Yuan Wu thought she must have misheard. Not long ago, a man had accidentally bumped into her, and Miss Third demanded compensation for emotional distress, forcing him to lose everything. And now... could it be that because this man was good-looking, she was letting it slide?

It wasn’t just Yuan Wu who was astonished; others who knew her found it unbelievable.

In the past, Miss Third would have already made a scene and never let such an offense go so easily.

Guan Yueyue gave Shen Zhi a gentle smile. “Sir, next time, please be more careful. Not everyone is as easygoing as I am.”

Shen Zhi returned her smile. “Miss Third, your magnanimity is much appreciated.”

Guan Yueyue said no more and walked past him directly toward Xu Ziyu.

“Brother Ziyu,” she called sweetly as always.

Shen Zhi’s eyes darkened slightly.

Xu Ziyu held a glass of red wine and asked, “What’s going on?”

Guan Yueyue gazed at Xu Ziyu with a look full of infatuation. “Just a minor incident, Brother Ziyu, nothing for you to worry about.”

Xu Ziyu disliked Guan Yueyue, especially her malicious temperament. Yet despite his dislike, her beautiful face and voluptuous figure were irresistible. He repeatedly rejected her, only to make her fall deeply and hopelessly for him. This woman had always gotten whatever she wanted since childhood; often, what she couldn’t obtain was the most desirable.

Now, it seemed it was time to end things.

Xu Ziyu instructed, “Qi Yang, bring Miss Third a new dress.”

“Yes, Second Young Master.”

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Inside the restroom, Guan Yueyue changed into a new dress. Compared to the previous one, this dress accentuated her figure even more perfectly, as if it had been custom-made for her, especially accommodating her ample bust.

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Those unaware might think she had undergone breast augmentation surgery.

Standing before the sink, Guan Yueyue stared deeply at her reflection.

“Miss Third.”

A familiar soft voice struck her like lightning, freezing her in place. After a long moment, she slowly turned around to see Shen Zhi’s tall, upright figure casually leaning against the doorframe.

Upon seeing her turn, Shen Zhi entered and quietly locked the door behind him.

Guan Yueyue immediately sensed danger, lifting her skirt to leave.

“Miss Third, is it that you don’t want to see me?”

Guan Yueyue ignored him and moved to open the door, but just as she reached for it, Shen Zhi grasped her hand. “I’ve missed you.”

His low voice pierced her ears, and her face instantly paled—not flushed, but white with fear. She trembled all over, though she tried her best to hide it.

“Brother Ziyu, you say it so sweetly,” Shen Zhi said lightly, but inside he was burning with jealousy.

He couldn’t bear it whenever she glanced at another man.

Forcing herself to stay calm, Guan Yueyue said, “Mr. Shen, please show some respect.”

“Respect?” Shen Zhi laughed. His clean, slender fingers pinched her delicate chin, lifting it slightly. “Have you forgotten how you seduced me? Hearing ‘respect’ from your lips is rather laughable, Miss Third.”

Guan Yueyue tried to pull away but couldn’t. Instead, he gripped harder, almost crushing her chin.

She truly didn’t deserve to speak of respect before him. She had done many shameless things to sleep with him, and thinking back now, it was humiliating.

“Mr. Shen, let’s speak properly,” she said, clutching his wrist with a painful expression.

Shen Zhi released her, irritated and having used too much force.

After gaining freedom, Guan Yueyue stepped back several paces, her eyes filled with fear she could no longer hide. “I apologize for my previous behavior toward you. I’m sorry, Mr. Shen. Could you please let me go?”

Was this woman still the arrogant, domineering Miss Third he once knew?

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Shen Zhi advanced one step; she retreated one step, until she had nowhere left to go.

He stopped and asked uncertainly, “Miss Third, could it be that you’re afraid of me?”

Guan Yueyue crossed her arms and said stubbornly, “Afraid of you? Impossible.”

“Is that so?”

Shen Zhi approached and pulled her into his arms, but tears streamed down her fearful face. “You say you’re not afraid, but why then? Are you acting?”

“Yueyue, are you ready?” Xu Ziyu’s voice came from outside.

Guan Yueyue was about to reply when Shen Zhi’s cold lips covered hers, and his large hand gripped her waist.

Guan Yueyue struggled fiercely to break free. When she couldn’t, panic took over, and she bit him hard.

Shen Zhi winced in pain and released her. Seizing the chance, Guan Yueyue quickly opened the door and fled.

After she escaped, Shen Zhi instinctively touched his lips. She actually... dared to bite him?

He stepped out and saw Guan Yueyue walking away side by side with Xu Ziyu in the distance.

He withdrew his gaze, thought for a moment, then pulled his phone from his pocket and dialed a number.

On the other end, a middle-aged man’s excited voice came through. “Xiao Zhi.”

Shen Zhi said, “We need to talk.”