Beautiful CEO's Top Expert-Chapter 949 - 0: A Narrow Road Meeting with an Enemy

A single glimpse of the Rose, and you’ll be doomed for life!

Upon hearing these seven words, Ye Xunhuan became even more intrigued by the White Rose.

Just what kind of woman is she to render someone doomed for life at first sight?

"Is that even possible?"

"It’s not up to me to say, but this is a saying well-known in the capital."

"Have you seen her?"

"I have."

"But you seem fine—you’re not doomed for life, are you?"

"What do you mean I’m fine? Damn it!" Sheng Wentao’s expression became slightly complex. "The moment I saw her, I was lovesick."

"Are you for real?"

"Believe it or not, a single glimpse of the Rose, and you’ll be doomed for life!" Sheng Wentao said seriously.

Just as Ye Xunhuan was about to ask more questions, an unexpected voice interrupted him, forcing him to swallow back the words on the tip of his tongue!

"Well, what a coincidence! Never thought I’d see Young Master Ye and Tang Yurou here!"

Upon hearing the voice, Ye Xunhuan and the others immediately turned to look.

In the next moment, a tall figure came into their view.

The newcomer was wearing a white suit and walked with his gaze fixed forward, exuding a calm and restrained demeanor.

His smooth, fair complexion framed by sharp features emanated a cold, handsome charm; his jet-black, deeply set eyes sparkled with allure. From appearance alone, this man undoubtedly matched the aesthetic preferences of most women these days!

Ye Xunhuan froze for a moment when he saw the man, then the corners of his lips slowly curled into a faint smile.

What a small world—he hadn’t expected to run into Wei Shengjin here!

Wei Shengjin sported a subdued smile, as though the previous unpleasantness between him and Ye Xunhuan had been completely forgotten.

In a matter of moments, Wei Shengjin was standing beside Ye Xunhuan and Tang Yurou.

"Yu Rou didn’t usually come to places like this in the past..."

"Young Master Wei, we’re not that close. Could you please call me by my name?" Tang Yurou said with evident displeasure.

In the capital, if someone were known for pursuing Tang Yurou with unmatched passion,

then Wei Shengjin could confidently claim second place, and no one would dare claim first.

This guy was like sticky plaster—impossible to shake off; the harder you tried, the stronger he clung. He exemplified shamelessness to the fullest extent.

Hearing Tang Yurou’s blunt words, Wei Shengjin’s face showed a brief flash of embarrassment, but he quickly masked it.

At this moment, Sheng Wentao abruptly interjected, "Exactly, do you think Yu Rou’s name is for you to use casually? You should address her as Miss Tang—got it?"

"I know Yu Rou is worried Young Master Ye might get the wrong idea, no problem. From now on, I’ll call her Miss Tang." Wei Shengjin gave himself an easy way out without hesitation.

Then, as if worried Ye Xunhuan might mock him, Wei Shengjin quickly continued, "Young Master Ye, are you interested in racing?"

"Not particularly," Ye Xunhuan replied indifferently.

"So, does that mean Young Master Ye isn’t planning on joining tonight?" Wei Shengjin asked with a faint, amused smile, his gaze fixed on Ye Xunhuan. "I’ve heard White Rose herself will be here tonight!"

Hearing Wei Shengjin mention White Rose as well, Ye Xunhuan’s interest was piqued once more.

It seemed the White Rose truly had quite the reputation in the capital!

"Oh, really?"

"Of course!" Wei Shengjin said confidently. "Otherwise, why else would there be one or two times the usual crowd here tonight?"

"They’ve all come to catch a glimpse of the White Rose. Every time she appears, the races become incredibly thrilling, and the ultimate winner gets to have supper with her..." Wei Shengjin explained to Ye Xunhuan.

Ye Xunhuan turned to Sheng Wentao, the meaning behind his glance unmistakable.

Sheng Wentao, understanding Ye Xunhuan’s implied question, simply nodded.

"So, you’re hoping to have supper with White Rose too, huh..."

Wei Shengjin chuckled lightly. "I’m just here for the fun of it. There are too many skilled racers here, especially with Sheng Wentao around—what chance do I have?"

"Wei Shengjin, since when did you become so self-aware? This really isn’t like you," Sheng Wentao said mockingly.

"I’ve always been self-aware," Wei Shengjin responded flatly. "It’s just that you’ve never noticed it, and you clearly don’t understand what self-awareness means."

Sheng Wentao snorted derisively, refusing to engage further with Wei Shengjin.

Just then, someone suddenly called out for Wei Shengjin.

Seeing this, Wei Shengjin offered an apologetic smile to Ye Xunhuan and Tang Yurou. "Young Master Ye, Miss Tang, I have some matters to attend to, so I’ll leave you for now!"

"If Young Master Ye decides to join the race, feel free to use any of the cars I have!"

"Wei Shengjin, are you implying I don’t have any cars to race with?" Sheng Wentao said coldly.

Wei Shengjin chuckled but didn’t respond, turning to leave instead.

Watching him go, Sheng Wentao sneered disdainfully. "What a damn sly bastard!"

"Is he good at racing?"

"Although I’d rather not admit it, I have to say his skills are on par with mine—if not slightly better," Sheng Wentao replied honestly. "He’s definitely here because White Rose is coming tonight."

"Does he like White Rose?"

"How should I know?" Sheng Wentao rolled his eyes. "But even if he doesn’t, getting on White Rose’s good side wouldn’t hurt."

"That said, I do think he likes White Rose. After all, she’s stunning—what man wouldn’t?" Sheng Wentao commented nonchalantly.

Ye Xunhuan nodded in agreement. He shared Sheng Wentao’s view.

Although Wei Shengjin was also pursuing Tang Yurou, it didn’t necessarily mean he couldn’t like White Rose as well. It was quite possible he wanted both.

"Young Master Ye, watch out for him. If you provoke him tonight, he likely won’t let it slide!" Sheng Wentao warned Ye Xunhuan. "He might even try to challenge you during the race!"

Ye Xunhuan smiled faintly, saying nothing.

If Wei Shengjin didn’t stir up trouble, that would be fine. But if he dared provoke him, Ye Xunhuan would make sure he understood the meaning of despair.

Suddenly, someone shouted that Miss Bai had arrived.

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately looked around.

Soon, a woman in a red evening gown came walking over from a distance.

She was captivating from head to toe.

The woman had ink-black, cascading hair that casually draped over her shoulders, exuding a natural elegance; she possessed a face featuring the coveted oval shape, with eyes not overly large yet sparkling like stars, carrying a magnetic draw that unknowingly compelled men to lock gazes with her. Her nose was finely shaped, and her lips thin yet remarkably alluring.

It was undeniably an impeccable face—flawless to the extreme.

Even compared to Qiu Ruoxi, she wasn’t in the least inferior, and might even surpass her slightly.

This face seemed as though it had been meticulously sculpted by the hands of God before being presented to the world.