If that was the case, then there was a reasonable explanation for Tang Yu's ugly expression.
Of course, Fu Lengyu wouldn't say that he had intentionally embarrassed Tang Yu, so he just said, "She wanted to sit in your seat as my companion tonight, but I refused."
An Ran secretly criticized Fu Lengyu in her heart for his unpredictable temper and bad attitude, yet so many women were still trying to please him and get close to him.
Were those women all blind?
The fashion show began, and the lights in the entire venue dimmed, with all the focus on the stage. The dreamy and beautiful spotlight was very eye-catching, and each model was styled in a very fashionable way.
An Ran was completely focused and soon forgot her doubts from earlier.
Suddenly, An Ran stopped talking, making Fu Lengyu feel ignored.
Looking at the various models on stage, Fu Lengyu felt even more bored. These people were nothing more than surface-level glamour, engaging in dirty transactions behind the scenes.
Only foolish women like An Ran would envy them. After the fashion show ended, the official award for the beststyling of the night was announced. An Ran was very envious, even if the winner was Tang Yu. She couldn't help but envy and long for it, because the other party easily achieved what she had been dreaming of...
Tang Yu didn't care about the award at all, but at least she could show off, so she went up to receive the award graciously.
She smiled elegantly, holding the trophy, and gave her acceptance speech to the crowd. Then, amidst all the attention, she walked step by step towards Fu Lengyu while holding the trophy.
The scene was so quiet that one could almost hear the sound of air flowing. Everyone was staring at Tang Yu and Fu Lengyu without blinking.
An Ran was also at the center of the storm, feeling uncomfortable with so many people looking at her. She didn't dare move, just staring at Tang Yu.
What was this woman going to do?
Thinking of the humiliation she had just suffered from being rejected, Tang Yu hated An Ran even more. This time, she was going to slap An Ran's face hard in front of everyone!
She wanted everyone to know that An Ran was just using the title of Mrs. Fu! She wanted everyone to know that Fu Lengyu didn't care about this so-called wife of his!"Yu, this is my first time attending such a large event. I'm so glad you came to support me. This trophy is half mine and half yours. Thank you for your encouragement..."
As she spoke, Tang Yu lowered her head and kissed Fu Lengyu's cheek!
Countless reporters captured this scene, and the flashlights were flashing like crazy!
An Ran looked stunned, as if she had been frozen in place.
She didn't feel that her position as Mrs. Fu was being challenged. She felt that Tang Yu was crazy!
Kissing a married man in front of so many people, did she have no shame? Or was it that the daughter of a wealthy family was more open-minded in this regard? And less taboo?
With a gentle kiss, Tang Yu quickly lifted her head and faced the cameras of numerous media outlets. Holding the trophy elegantly, she left with grace. Before leaving, she even blew a kiss to Fu Lengyu.
Fu Lengyu's face darkened as he took out a snow-white handkerchief from his pocket and threw it at An Ran, saying, "Clean it for me!"
An Ran held the handkerchief, looking confused. Clean what?
Fu Lengyu ordered in a gloomy tone, "Clean the saliva off my face! Disgusting!"This was clearly a sign of his anger. An Ran trembled, afraid that he would explode. She immediately used the handkerchief to wipe off the lipstick mark on his cheek.
After cleaning it, she nervously threw the handkerchief back to Fu Lengyu. Fu Lengyu looked at it with disgust and said, "Throw it away!"
An Ran threw the handkerchief away and couldn't help but steal a glance at Fu Lengyu's face. Fu Lengyu was already annoyed and asked her in a harsh tone, "What are you looking at?"
An Ran was lost in thought and blurted out her inner thoughts, "Do you have OCD or something?"
Fu Lengyu was in a bad mood and said unkindly, "So what if I do?"
He only felt disgusted when a woman he didn't like touched him, unless it was someone he liked. An Ran shrank back, trying to distance herself from him as much as possible. "Then I'll try not to touch you in the future."
Fu Lengyu's face turned even darker as he said, "You and Tang Yu are not to be mentioned in the same breath!"
An Ran smiled bitterly and stopped talking. Perhaps he disliked her more than Tang Yu, which was incomparable.
After the fashion show, there was a celebration banquet on the top floor of the building, which was decorated with a very festive atmosphere. However, Fu Lengyu didn't like crowded occasions, so he only had a few drinks with some important people before making an excuse to leave.
Tang Yu didn't have the courage to approach him again, and An Ran had originally wanted to stay a little longer to exchange ideas with the fashion designer of the night, but she didn't expect Fu Lengyu to leave so early.
Fu Lengyu saw An Ran's lost look and sarcastically said, "What? Can't bear the intoxicating atmosphere? Or can't bear those male stars?"
It was already midnight, and the city was full of neon lights and traffic. Under the lively and prosperous surface, there was extreme loneliness and desolation.
An Ran was feeling low and didn't respond to Fu Lengyu's sarcasm. Fu Lengyu became even more dissatisfied with An Ran's silence and asked, "What? Didn't let you feast your eyes and now you hate me?"
An Ran found his behavior tonight inexplicable and replied, "No, don't overthink it."
Fu Lengyu was even more dissatisfied with her perfunctory response. When he got home and got out of the car, he couldn't stand An Ran deliberately slowing down and distancing herself from him.
Fu Lengyu, who was used to doing things his own way, pulled the person next to him directly, and the two of them walked with their shoulders almost touching.
An Ran almost fell down when she was pulled, and in a moment of panic, she tightly hugged his arm, barely finding An Ran almost fell down when she was pulled, and in a moment of panic, she tightly hugged his arm, barely finding a support to stabilize her body.
After standing firm, An Ran hurriedly let go of his hand and stepped back a few steps to create distance, afraid that she would be dragged by this cleanliness mania to do disinfection if she touched him for too long.
Fu Lengyu was burning with anger, gritting his teeth and asking word by word, "Do you hate me so much that you don't even want to get close?"
An Ran was so scared that she trembled all over, shaking her head and wanting to explain but not knowing how to do so.
Because Fu Lengyu's face was very ugly now, her brain was blank with fear, and even because of fear and nervousness, she desperately wanted to escape from Fu Lengyu, who was a source of terror.
"Come here!" Fu Lengyu smiled coldly, his smile elegant and charming with a bloodthirsty edge, but his eyes were chillingly cold.