Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Li Cheng scrutinized Li Qiao’s face with his penetrating eyes. After a few seconds, he vaguely shook his head and answered, “I don’t know him. Shang Shaoyan’s famous in Nanyang for being a private man. He keeps where he goes a secret and is impossible to track down. So many people have had great difficulties just getting a photo of him. Why are you asking me about him?”
Li Qiao sat down in the chair next to Li Cheng. She looked down at her slightly swollen right hand and said absently, “Nothing. I’m just asking. He’s Shang Lu’s big brother and would have been my big brother if my engagement with Shang Lu hadn’t been called off.”
Li Cheng shot a strange look at her and quipped, “Are you short of a big brother? Are three older brothers at home not enough?”
Fine. Li Qiao got his point.
She stared at Li Cheng and remained silent, pouting.
They sat in the resting area for a while. Li Cheng lit up a smoke and reminded Li Qiao while puffing on the cigarette, “Qiao, don’t be too curious about Shang Shaoyan. He’s not a good guy.”
Gazing at Li Cheng, who had a depraved nature himself, Li Qiao held back the words on the tip of her tongue.
It appeared that no one was willing to talk about Shang Shaoyan. Nevertheless, the more reticent people were, the more obsessed she became.
What kind of person was hiding underneath that refined, sexy look?
…
Li Qiao stayed in her room for the whole night after returning home.
Around 10 p.m., as she was browsing the internet and trying to fight endless boredom, a series of Wechat messages suddenly popped up on her phone.
Little Ting of Tang: I have a secret… I don’t know if I should tell you or not.
Li Qiao: Then don’t tell me.
Little Ting of Tang: …
Little Ting of Tang: It really is a huge secret that’s pertinent to your happiness for the rest of your life. Are you sure you don’t want to know?
Little Ting of Tang: [Give you a chance to rewrite your reply.jpg]
Li Qiao saw the last message but didn’t respond. Instead, she returned to the homepage of the Emperor Yan Corporation to read their news release.
Her phone exploded with a bunch of Wechat messages after three minutes of silence.
Little Ting of Tang: It’s about Shang Lu.
Little Ting of Tang: Do you want to know why he broke off the engagement with you?
Little Ting of Tang: Let me tell you. It turns out that he’s sick!
Little Ting of Tang: I listened in on my cousin’s phone call.
Little Ting of Tang: Shang Lu has a secret disease. He can’t touch women. I heard that he’ll vomit violently as soon as he touches a woman!!!
The messages popped up one after another. Tang Yiting sent three exclamation marks at the end as though she were trying to prove how astounded she was.
Li Qiao read all of the texts. Her eyes brightened as she pursed her mouth in a knowing smirk.
That was why.
He couldn’t touch women. It truly was a secret sickness.
However, when she recalled her meeting with Shang Lu, when he’d spewed those arrogant remarks at her, she couldn’t remember thinking at the time that he looked sick.
So…
Li Qiao stared at the Wechat messages on her screen. She took a screenshot and sent it to her third brother Li Cheng without hesitation.
Since Shang Lu wanted to break off the engagement, they had to do it wholeheartedly.
She was really looking forward to tomorrow.
That night, some people slept soundly while others tossed and turned with dread.
Shang Lu was drinking with Lu Xiheng in the Imperial Apartment at that time. He shrugged his shoulders and felt a cool breeze blow across the back of his neck.
Was someone plotting against him?
Lu Xiheng, the long-haired pretty man, kicked Shang Lu underneath the table. Drunk and bleary-eyed, he mumbled under his breath, “Are you really going to the Li Family tomorrow to break off the engagement?”
As petty as Shang Lu was, he kicked Lu Xiheng back with his leather shoe and rolled his eyes. “What’s the alternative?” he asked. “My big brother asked me to visit them and apologize. I can’t disobey him. But for some reason I feel sick all over. Lu Xiheng, did you hide a woman in your apartment?”