Shen Youjin was dumbfounded. Couldn't he just forget about this?
"I've been thinking about changing to a new low - fat diet recently, so I want to consult a doctor."
Jiang Zeshen didn't suspect a thing. She had always been self - disciplined, and especially recently, she had even given up the occasional glass of wine. So he had no reason to doubt her.
"Your figure is already perfect. You don't have to be so hard on yourself."
Shen Youjin nodded. Seeing that he didn't say anything else, she said she'd go back to change clothes and come out later.
Jiang Zeshen glanced at his watch, then waved her off. For the first time, he didn't insist on going home with her.
"I'll wait for you in the car."
Although Shen Youjin thought he was acting a bit strange, it was always a good thing that Jiang Zeshen wasn't following her around, so she didn't think much about it.
Behind her, in the black luxury car, Jiang Zeshen leaned back on the leather seat, took out his phone, and dialed a number.
"Fu Qingye, there's a grand party at the Elysian Feast tonight. Don't be a coward."
Fu Qingye was holding the steering wheel with one hand and the phone with the other. A sneer curled up on his lips. "Whoever doesn't come is a grandson."
A playboy like Jiang Zeshen didn't deserve to stand beside him!
He didn't believe that Shen Youjin would really fall for Jiang Zeshen!
An hour later, Shen Youjin appeared in Jiang Zeshen's sight, wearing a wine - red V - waist silk dress.
It had to be said that she really suited such a gorgeous color. Paired with her fair skin, every move of hers exuded endless charm.
Even the pair of white flat sandals that peeked out from time to time seemed less important.
Jiang Zeshen stared at her, his eyes filled with an infatuation he didn't even notice.
It wasn't until she got closer that he snapped out of it and reached out to open the car door for her.
"Princess, I'll take you to dinner first. What would you like to eat?"
Shen Youjin got into the car and felt the cool air inside. The temperature was just right.
"I haven't had Cantonese cuisine for a long time. Let's go for that!"
Jiang Zeshen always indulged her little requests. He readily agreed at once.
They found a well - reputed restaurant. Jiang Zeshen continued to show off, taking meticulous care of her. He might as well have blared a horn and shouted, "This is my woman. Stay away from her!"
Shen Youjin thought Jiang Zeshen was a bit childish, but at least he didn't get too touchy - feely with her, so she let him be.
No matter how considerate he acted, she didn't take it to heart.
She understood very well that even the gentlest hand could turn into an inescapable trap at any time.
Until she saw his true heart, she needed to stay vigilant and not be deceived by these superficial gestures.
After dinner, they went to a concert. Finally, the sky grew dark.
Although Shen Youjin was wearing flat shoes, she was still a bit tired after walking for so long. Her feet seemed to be a bit swollen.
Sitting in the car, she stared out of the window at the streetlights that were lighting up one by one. Suddenly, she thought of her childhood.
Back then, her mother hadn't left her yet. It was her mother who accompanied her, and she didn't wear any fancy jewelry.
She thought it was just an ordinary day, but now it was a distant memory.
"Tired?" Maybe because she had been silent for a long time, Jiang Zeshen turned to look at her and asked gently, "When we get there, I'll find you a lounge to rest in?"
Shen Youjin shook her head slightly. "No need."
Although she didn't know what Jiang Zeshen was up to, she had a hunch that if she really went to rest, she might miss something.
Jiang Zeshen said a few more words, but seeing her determination, he didn't force the issue.
Soon, they arrived at the Elysian Feast. As soon as they got out of the car, a dedicated staff member greeted them, addressing them as "Young Master Jiang" and "Miss Shen" respectively. Even she was treated like a real princess.
They were so careful when she walked up the steps, afraid that she might step on her own dress.
The last time Shen Youjin came here, she didn't receive such treatment. It was all thanks to Jiang Zeshen.
Once they got into the elevator, the waiter immediately said, "Young Master Jiang, Young Master Fu is already waiting for you in Room One. I'll lead you there."
Room One was the presidential suite. Ordinary people didn't even have the qualification to book it, let alone enter.
But more than that, Shen Youjin was more concerned about one thing. "Fu Qingye is here too?"
There was a hint of annoyance in her tone. Although Jiang Zeshen felt a bit guilty, he didn't intend to hide it from her. He simply said, "It's a coincidence. There's a performance today. Let's all have some fun. Don't be a spoilsport, princess!"
He made it sound so easy, but Shen Youjin's heart tightened.
Have some fun? Fu Qingye didn't seem like the type to just "have some fun"!
Moreover, it was obvious that Jiang Zeshen had planned this. He had known that Fu Qingye would come back.
So, was she the fool?
And now, with so many eyes on her, she couldn't just leave.
When they entered Room One, Shen Youjin immediately saw Fu Qingye sitting in the middle.
He was wearing a black shirt with the top two buttons undone. One could faintly see his clear collarbone and the strong muscles of his chest.
His slender fingers held a glass of wine. Arrogance and nobility were written all over his face.
His deep eyes stared at her and Jiang Zeshen, like the surging sea, ready to swallow them up at any moment.
Jiang Zeshen raised his eyebrows, still looking non -chalant.
"Master Fu, sorry to keep you waiting!" After saying that, he casually pulled out a chair and glanced at Shen Youjin. "We had dinner and went to a concert on the way, so we're late."
Shen Youjin: "..." There was no need to be so detailed. He was really asking for trouble!
Fu Qingye's face darkened. He put down his glass, and his voice grew low. "Xiaojin, come here!"
Shen Youjin stood still. Jiang Zeshen was staring at her, seemingly waiting for her decision.
She suddenly thought that maybe she had made the wrong decision. She should have gone to the lounge to rest.
"I think it's more appropriate for me to sit here." Her clear eyes flickered, and she walked towards an empty seat beside.
It was a certain distance away from Fu Qingye, but also not close to Jiang Zeshen. The distance was just right, so as not to offend either of them.
Seeing this, Jiang Zeshen raised his eyebrows. It was a draw. He didn't win, but he didn't lose either.
If a woman was reluctant to make a choice, it meant the scales in her heart were balanced.
At least in Shen Youjin's eyes, Fu Qingye's position wasn't higher than his.
Tsk, the crown prince was nothing special!
A few minutes later, the friends of Jiang and Fu also arrived one after another.
Eight or nine young masters gathered together, divided into their respective camps. It seemed like a big fight was about to break out.
"The performance will start in a while. Let's play a game. Master Fu, are you brave enough?"
Jiang Zeshen asked someone to bring some dice and a pair of dice cups. He looked at Fu Qingye with a smile.
Fu Qingye sat there upright, his disdain almost palpable. "Why wouldn't I be? Don't deny it if you lose."
"Master Fu is so straightforward." Jiang Zeshen was being sarcastic. "How about we play for high stakes? Let's have a different kind of bet!"
Fu Qingye raised his eyebrows. "What is it?"
Jiang Zeshen seemed to have been prepared. He casually pressed a button in the room, and immediately a waiter came in with a bottle.
Shen Youjin looked over and immediately frowned deeply. What was the liquid in it? It looked so much like...