My Ex-Husband Is Proposing Again

Chapter 457: Chapter 457: Developing an Interest in an Ugly Woman…_1

“The private room has a restroom.” Fu Yan fell into step behind Su Hongxing. “Of course, if Assistant Mou wants to use the restroom somewhere else, I don’t mind escorting you personally.”

The woman had a strong sense of danger. She was probably planning a sneaky escape.

When Su Hongxing saw Fu Yan following her out of the corner of her eye, she knew she couldn’t escape this time.

“There’s no need, let’s go in.” Su Hongxing changed her mind on the spot.

It’s unlikely that Ye Qilan would be in Hongxing Pavilion. There’s no need for her to terrify herself.

What’s more, her grudge with Ye Qilan had been settled three years ago.

Beichuan couldn’t recognize her just now, so Ye Qilan might not be able to either, right?

Once the doors to Hongxing Pavilion were open, Su Hongxing found that Ye Qilan wasn’t there, which instantly relieved her.

On the other hand, Beichuan, who was busy flirting with a lady, felt a bit uneasy upon seeing Su Hongxing enter Hongxing Pavilion.

Why did Fu Yan bring this unsightly woman to Hongxing Pavilion?

Hongxing Pavilion is not a place that just anyone can enter. Fu Yan wasn’t unfamiliar with this fact.

Su Hongxing purposely walked around Beichuan’s vicinity and, seeing his disdainful expression, she felt reassured.

“Ugly monster, keep your distance!” Beichuan was a lover of beauty.

The ugliest woman he had ever liked was Su Hongxing. Of course, that ruthless woman had been gone for many years…

Thinking of Su Hongxing made Beichuan feel uneasy. After all, she was a woman he had once loved, his first, perhaps even his last. Seeing the woman whose name he couldn’t recall by his side now, he lost interest.

“Judging by Assistant Mou’s accent, you must be from the Imperial Capital?” Fu Yan poured Su Hongxing a glass of wine.

Su Hongxing didn’t respond. She was afraid that if Beichuan heard her voice, he might become suspicious.

Su Hongxing fluttered her eyelashes and looked at Mo Li.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Mo Li, who usually had a tacit understanding with her, immediately understood her intentions and took the lead, “Moumou used to live abroad, she just returned a year ago. She’s not from the Imperial Capital.”

“In that case, I’ll toast to Assistant Mou first.” Fu Yan said, raising his glass to Su Hongxing.

Su Hongxing glanced at Mo Li again, prompting Mo Li to chuckle, grab her glass of wine and said to Fu Yan, “She has an alcohol allergy and can’t drink. Let me toast you on her behalf.”

“From my point of view, Assistant Mou seems unwilling to give me any face, not even wanting to speak with me. Is it because you look down on me?” Fu Yan spoke, setting down his glass of wine and looked at Su Hongxing with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.

Su Hongxing, realizing she couldn’t stay silent any longer without rousing suspicion, lowered her voice and gruffly said, “President Fu, I truly have an alcohol allergy. How about this, I’ll toast you with tea instead, is that acceptable?”

Fu Yan broke into a roguish grin, leaned in closer to Su Hongxing, and said, “Strange, Assistant Mou’s voice was fine just a few days ago, what’s happened?”

“I have a sore throat.” Su Hongxing quickly stole a glance in Beichuan’s direction.

She found that Beichuan was staring at her, catching her secretive actions.

Beichuan was eyeing Su Hongxing, finding her voice vaguely familiar, but he didn’t quite catch what she was saying.

The weirdest thing was, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this woman. Despite his hatred for ugly women, he kept finding his gaze drifting back to her.

Suddenly intrigued by this unattractive woman, Beichuan decided to abandon his date, got his drink, and walked up to Su Hongxing. “When Fu Yan asks you to drink, it’s a show of respect. You should drink this one too!”