Song Xi walked forward aimlessly.
Lou Yuming followed her silently for several blocks, knowing she was upset. After all, she must be in a bad mood after her fans photoshopped her into such pictures.
Therefore, he dared not approach her to strike up a conversation. Lou Yuming had not yet realized that he had started to care about Song Xi's emotions.
He maintained a moderate distance, just enough to keep Song Xi within his sight.
Thus, on a bustling street, a handsome man and a beautiful woman walked one after another. Although the woman wore a mask, her graceful figure made people imagine her lovely features.
The man, dressed all in black, with broad shoulders and long legs, had sharp features and exuded a cool and outstanding aura.
As they walked, Lou Yuming was surrounded by a group of foreign women who tried to chat him up in broken Chinese.
"Sir, can I have your WeChat?"
"Handsome guy, what's your name? Here's my WeChat."
"Handsome guy, do you have a girlfriend?"
Lou Yuming rejected them all with a cold expression, but their enthusiasm was relentless. In the end, he, who was always composed and calm, became flustered, primarily because he saw Song Xi walking further and further away.
"Excuse me," he said with a hint of anger in his eyes. To his surprise, his angry demeanor only made them more captivated.
"Excuse me."
Just then, a woman somehow squeezed her way in and unexpectedly linked her arm through Lou Yuming's, declaring possession, "Sorry, he is my boyfriend."
"What?"
"Oh no!"
The women collectively lamented.
Lou Yuming coldly pulled his arm away. After the foreign women dispersed, he asked in a frosty voice, "Who are you?"
Leng Xiaoyi thought he was joking. "No way, Mr. Lou. I stained your clothes on the plane last time. I asked you out after we landed, but you refused."
Lou Yuming remembered. Her description was too polite; he had actually told her to "scram."
Song Xi had already disappeared.
His brow furrowed, and he wanted to go find her immediately. However, Leng Xiaoyi stopped him, deliberately saying, "I did you such a big favor, and you're leaving without saying thank you? Mr. Lou, you truly have no gentlemanly demeanor."
Lou Yuming's eyes turned cold, and he sharply questioned, "How do you know my name?"
Leng Xiaoyi was taken aback by his sudden question and stammered, "Everyone in City A knows you."
"Since you know, then stay away." His tone was icy, pushing her away as if she were a thousand miles distant.
Leng Xiaoyi had never experienced rejection from a man before.
Especially since she had boasted to her friend Ke Chuyao that she would win Lou Yuming over. Now, it seemed this man was impenetrable, a block of ice!
She was incredibly curious about what kind of woman could conquer him.
"Since that's the case, it's not too much to ask for Mr. Lou's phone number, is it?"
Lou Yuming's face darkened, and then he typed in his phone number.
Leng Xiaoyi smiled without warmth. "It won't be a wrong number this time, will it?"
Lou Yuming shot her a chilling glance. Leng Xiaoyi moved aside. "Okay, Mr. Lou, I look forward to our next meeting."
In the coffee shop, Song Xi sat quietly in a corner, watching it all unfold.
Heh, he's quite something, attracting so much attention even while just walking.
"Miss, this cappuccino is from the gentleman over there."
Song Xi frowned and looked. A man with a slicked-back hairstyle at the next table winked at her.
"..."
Song Xi called the waiter over. A moment later, she got up to leave. Just as the man was about to go up and ask for her WeChat, the waiter approached with a green drink.
"Sir, this is the 'Green Grass Meadow' that the lady just sent back to you."
The man was overjoyed. He tilted his head back and drank it in one gulp, then immediately wore a pained expression.
"What... what did you put in this..."
"Our newest healthy beverage – bitter gourd juice."
The man: deceased.