After Being Betrayed, I Married a Tycoon in a Flash-Chapter 212 - Mr. Sheng VS Handsome B

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Chapter 212: Chapter 212: Mr. Sheng VS Handsome B

Chapter 212: Chapter 212: Mr. Sheng VS Handsome B

Ye Shu opened the door to the hotel suite and dumped all the big and small bags onto the bed in one go.

Then, she carefully placed the bunch of blue lotus flowers into a vase.

She leaned over the desk, fiddling with the blue lotuses in the vase.

Under the light, the blue lotuses emitted a faint glow, indescribably heartwarming.

Outside, the sound of a key entering the lock could be heard.

Ye Shu, however, did not notice, her heart fully immersed in the romantic sentiment brought by the blue lotuses.

When Sheng Shaochen pushed the door open, he saw the girl’s petite figure from the back, and a touch of warmth spread across his lips as he spoke softly, “Do you like the gift?”

Upon hearing Sheng Shaochen’s voice, Ye Shu turned her head abruptly, nodding vigorously.

Her eyes smiled in a curve, and she even reached into the vase to pull out a stem of blue lotus, taking a deep sniff, “It smells good, it’s beautiful, I really like it.”

As Ye Shu spoke, she looked up at Sheng Shaochen with a hint of expectation in her eyes.

She was waiting, waiting for him to open up and tell her about his past with Han Ruixin.

Perhaps because her heart was completely captivated by him, she was somewhat impatient.

Sheng Shaochen’s gaze fell on her, and as he saw that bunch of blue lotuses in her hand, the smile on his face stiffened, and his brow furrowed slightly.

His eyes moved to the bed scattered with unopened big and small bags, seemingly untouched.

His expression grew even darker.

He had originally planned to have a heart-to-heart with her, to talk about the things between him and Han Ruixin.

But upon seeing this scene, his heart instantly felt blocked, a suffocating tightness prevented him from uttering a word.

Ye Shu noticed something was off with Sheng Shaochen’s expression and was slightly taken aback.

But then she understood.

After all, for someone high and mighty like Sheng Shaochen to explain some old, trivial matter to her must be somewhat embarrassing, right?

Ye Shu, holding the blue lotus, got up, coyly approached Sheng Shaochen, and snuggled up to him, playfully asking, “Mr. Sheng, don’t you have anything to say to Mrs. Sheng?”

Under the light, her fair face blushed alluringly.

But, that vibrant blue lotus she held shook slightly, becoming exceedingly irksome to the eye.

Sheng Shaochen, somewhat gloomily, reached out and grabbed the blue lotus, and asked in a husky voice, “You really like it?”

Ye Shu was startled for a moment, then nodded with her ears turning red.

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“Of course, I never expected that you would notice I like blue lotuses. Mr. Sheng, thank you for being so considerate towards me.” As Ye Shu spoke, she tiptoed and planted a kiss on his face, coquettishly saying, “Now, do you have something you want to tell me?”

Her heart thumped with impatience.

Sheng Shaochen’s fingers clutching the blue lotus suddenly tightened, and the flower in his hand was brutally crushed into a ball.

Ye Shu was utterly astonished and just as she was about to speak, her phone rang.

The caller ID showed a string of unfamiliar numbers, and Ye Shu instinctively felt that something was amiss, wanting to hang up.

However, Sheng Shaochen extended his hand, took her phone directly, and answered the call while turning on the speaker.

A crisp and clear male voice came through, “My dear Little Village Flower, do you fancy the blue lotus I sent you? Oh, my Little Village Flower, I have planted blue lotuses at the edge of the village, with wholehearted devotion to my beloved…”

Boom—

A bolt of lightning seemed to strike through Ye Shu’s mind, and all her nerves tensed up in an instant.

How could this be? Weren’t the blue lotuses sent by Sheng Shaochen? The card was clearly signed ‘Mr. Sheng’!!

On the phone, Handsome B was still smugly reciting his strange poetry.

Sheng Shaochen’s complexion had turned as dark as Bao Gong’s, and his presence was chilling like a living refrigerator, emitting coldness that substantially lowered the air pressure in the entire suite to an alarming level!