Chapter 391: 0391 To pick up or not to pick up? Chapter 391: 0391 To pick up or not to pick up? When the man saw Su Ran’s exquisitely beautiful face, his eyes instantly brightened.
The drunken haze he had been in seed to instantly clear up.
He staggered up the steps, approached Su Ran, and a wave of alcohol fus hit her in the face.
The man glanced at the hot tea on the stone table and with a “bang,” pushed it all to the ground in displeasure.
“What’s the fun in drinking hot tea? It’s so boring, tea is nowhere as good as wine. Beauty, let brother keep you company!”
As he spoke, the man directly sat on the stone bench opposite Su Ran, his gaze growing even more brazen, and he muttered to himself.
“Beautiful, really too beautiful!”
Su Ran’s eyes turned cold, and she looked up at him. Her face, bewitchingly beautiful under the light, was impressively cold and sinister, and the chillness she radiated was enough to make one shiver.
“Pick it up.”
The man paused for a mont but then completely misinterpreted Su Ran’s intention.
“Beauty, don’t be shy, just follow brother, I’ll show you sothing nice,” he said.
After speaking, he also raised his eyebrows aningfully at Su Ran, that frivolous look on his face was nauseating.
Su Ran’s eyes grew even colder and in almost an instant, she stood up, one hand pressing on the table and the other grabbing the man by the back of his neck, suddenly pushing forward.
“Bang—”
His forehead made intimate contact with the stone table.
The man imdiately felt dizzy, his face turning so pale it lost all color.
“Pick it up, or not?”
The man shivered at Su Ran’s chilling tone.
“I’ll pick it up, I’ll pick it up,” he said.
Hearing this, Su Ran let him go.
No sooner had she released him than the man’s expression changed, and he said aggressively,
“F*ck, b*tch, don’t you know who your grandpa is? How dare you lay hands on your grandpa, watch how I won’t cripple you today.”
Having said that, he lunged at Su Ran.
But Su Ran lifted her foot almost in an instant, kicking ferociously into the man’s stomach.
The man was kicked back two steps and fell to the ground with a “thud.”
“You…”
His words stuck in his throat because Su Ran quickly walked up to him and raised her foot again, her high heel pressing directly onto the back of his hand.
“Whose grandpa are you?”
“Ah—”
The pain shooting through his hand made the man scream in agony.
Su Ran looked at him expressionlessly, without a hint of sympathy in her eyes.
“I…I’m the grandchild, grandma, please let go, I won’t dare do it again!”
Su Ran withdrew her foot with a look of disgust and stepped aside.
“Pick it up.”
“Yes, yes!”
No matter the pain all over his body, the man scrambled to his knees and shakily picked up the teapot and cups from the ground, carefully placing them back on the stone table.
Su Ran gave him a faint glance.
“Wrong direction. Make it look just as it was before,” she directed.
“…”
As the party was about to start, Fu Qiyuan and his group, along with the guests from Country A, finally left the reception room.
On their way, Fu Qiyuan walked very fast, with Mo Shangjie nearly unable to keep up with him, not to ntion the old university chancellor and others behind them.
“Hey, boss, wait up, there are still people behind us!”
Mo Shangjie was puzzled at first, having never seen him act like this before.
While in the reception room, the boss had been distracted, and when the ti ca, he just turned and walked away.
You know, he’s the backbone of this exchange, is it really okay to be so careless?
But what’s there to be confused about now?
The boss’s hurried manner clearly shows he is worried about his sister-in-law.
Mo Shangjie couldn’t help his lips twitching, and he exchanged a puzzled look with Qin Feng beside him:
“Just a few hours apart, does the boss really need to be this worried?”
Qin Feng scratched his head and conveyed through his eyes: “Young Master Mo, you’ll get used to it. I’ve already gotten used to it!”
Now Mo Shangjie’s eyelids twitched in response, and he caught up with Fu Qiyuan.
“Boss, given today’s event, sister-in-law won’t…”
Err…
Mo Shangjie’s mouth hung open, not a sound coming out.
In the pavilion ahead, he witnessed Su Ran kick a grown man to the ground, with the man even calling her “Grandma.”
Why did this vicious scene feel so familiar?
He swallowed hard and couldn’t help but touch his stomach.
Thank goodness it wasn’t him!
Who knows how many tis she corrected him before Su Ran was finally satisfied.
“Get lost!”
Upon hearing this, the man turned and ran as fast as his legs could carry him.
As soon as Su Ran turned around, she saw that Fu Qiyuan and Mo Shangjie were standing on the path not far away, staring at her.
One was expressionless, his face calm and undisturbed.
The other had his mouth so wide open that it looked like it could fit an egg.
Su Ran pursed her lips, also feeling the urge to turn and run in embarrassnt.
However, in the blink of an eye, the man was already by her side, quickly pulling her into his embrace with a tight grip around her waist.
“What did you do this afternoon? How co all of a sudden…”
As Su Ran spoke, she glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw a crowd trailing along behind her.
Leading the group was the president of Yong City University, followed by delegates who’d co for the exchange from Country A.
Su Ran’s speech halted, her eyes flickering as she locked eyes directly with the ambassador from Country A.
He was a handso man with chiseled features, looking to be in his forties or fifties, dressed in a dark suit. His facial features had more depth than those of the locals, and under the street lights, his eyes shimred like agate gems.
No wonder she hadn’t seen anyone from Country A all afternoon.
“Why are you here alone? Are you injured?”
Fu Qiyuan’s face was expressionless, but his brows harbored a cold intensity. His deep gaze fell in the direction the man had left and swept over Qin Feng almost imperceptibly.
Qin Feng nodded in understanding without speaking.
Su Ran withdrew her gaze and smiled, shaking her head at Fu Qiyuan.
“No.”
Fu Qiyuan frowned, his gaze settling on her right hand that hung by her side.
With a puzzled look, Su Ran asked:
“What’s wrong?”
Fu Qiyuan didn’t speak, he rely tilted his head and called, “Qin Feng.”
Qin Feng stepped forward from behind, pulled out a handkerchief from his bag, and then mysteriously produced a bottle of water from sowhere.
Fu Qiyuan took it, wet the handkerchief with water, and grasped Su Ran’s right hand, cleaning each finger delicately.
“…”
“…”
The crowd behind them was unexpectedly fed a mouthful of PDA.
But more than that was the shock, especially among the people from Country A.
Was this the sa Mr. Fu they knew?
The one who kept his distance from won? Heartless and unloving?
Then who was this woman, and why was she so treasured?
Under everyone’s collective gaze, Fu Qiyuan finally finished cleaning Su Ran’s right hand.
At this mont, the ambassador from Country A stepped forward suddenly.
“Mr. Fu, who may this young lady be?”
Su Ran raised an eyebrow, sowhat surprised by the man’s address for Fu Qiyuan.
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