Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 467 Mu Shaoci & Shen Lu 12

Chapter 467: Chapter 467 Mu Shaoci & Shen Lu 12

Mu Shaoci had never brought a female companion to a banquet before, and this was the first time he attended with one.

Everyone couldn’t help but speculate about who this woman, potentially a famous daughter of a distinguished family, might be.

To be Mu Shaoci’s companion, she surely came from an extraordinary background.

Shen Lu was not accustomed to such occasions, and her movements were somewhat stiff. She clenched the hand that was holding onto Mu Shaoci’s arm unintentionally.

"Is it hard?" Mu Shaoci asked in a low voice.

Shen Lu subconsciously looked downwards from the man’s waist and muttered, "How would I know?"

Following her gaze, Mu Shaoci realized what she was looking at.

He cleared his throat lightly, "I was talking about the arm muscles, what did you think it was?"

Shen Lu’s mind went blank. What was she thinking about?

Mu Shaoci would definitely think that her thoughts were impure.

All she wanted now was to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

She cleared her throat, "I didn’t assume anything."

"But your face is red."

Shen Lu really didn’t want to speak with Mu Shaoci at the moment; she felt he was deliberately teasing her.

At that moment, various influential figures came forward and began to converse.

During their discussions, someone asked, "President Mu, who is this young lady by your side?"

All eyes fell upon Shen Lu.

Mu Shaoci smiled and said, "My assistant, Miss Shen Lu."

Upon hearing that she was an assistant, their expressions changed yet again.

Shen Lu clearly understood their thoughts—they felt her relationship with Mu Shaoci was unique, otherwise, why would Mu Shaoci always bring her to banquets?

Mu Shaoci leaned closer to her ear, his voice gentle, "Go have some desserts. I’ll join you shortly after some networking."

Shen Lu nodded, "I understand."

"Can you manage without me?"

His words carried an implicit suggestiveness, his warm breath sprinkling upon Shen Lu’s neck.

A shade of light pink instantly colored Shen Lu’s pale skin. "Yes, I can."

Mu Shaoci hummed affirmatively, "Go then, and take whatever you’d like."

Shen Lu felt that Mu Shaoci was flirting with her, but she had no proof.

She nodded slightly and lifted the hem of her dress, moving away cautiously, fearing she might embarrass Mu Shaoci by tripping over.

When she reached the dessert area, she glanced back at Mu Shaoci, surrounded by admirers, shining brightly like the moon among stars.

He smiled faintly, and it made everything else around lose its color.

Shen Lu felt her gaze was lingering greedily on him too long and quickly turned, picking up a plate to start slicing a piece of cake.

Two tongs collided; Shen Lu turned to find the woman at her side humming a laugh, "What, you like Black Forest too?"

Shen Lu eyed the only remaining piece of Black Forest on the plate and withdrew her tongs, "Miss Zhou, you go ahead."

Zhou Jiaqi took it without hesitation, "Assistant Shen knows how to give way! You can give way with cake, what about him? Is it necessary to give way there too?"

Shen Lu put down her tongs, "Miss Zhou, objects can be yielded, but not people. People are not objects; they have their own thoughts. Besides, he has nothing to do with me. I have no right to yield or not yield."

Zhou Jiaqi’s face darkened—it was the second time Shen Lu had denied her.

Such an unappreciative thing.

She was extremely jealous, after all, Shen Lu was the only female companion of Mu Shaoci, and this Shen Lu looked quite foolish. She didn’t expect that after dressing up, she could be so beautiful.

She put down the plate in her hand and crossed her arms, "Shen Lu, you are just an assistant. Don’t think that being able to cook will make Brother Shaoci look at you differently, let alone make you his girlfriend or Mrs. Mu. A woman of your background doesn’t deserve to marry into a wealthy family, you’re only suitable to be a plaything or kept on the side."

Zhou Jiaqi’s words were harsh, but fortunately, Shen Lu had already built a psychological defense.

She said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Miss Zhou, I have never thought of becoming President Mu’s girlfriend. I am quite clear about my own position; I am just an assistant. Whether my job is to arrange his schedule or cook, the purpose is to serve President Mu. I believe work should not be discriminated against. Miss Zhou, if you like President Mu, go pursue him yourself. It’s quite meaningless to keep challenging me here."

Zhou Jiaqi did not expect to be rebuffed by Shen Lu. Besides shock, she was furious, "An impenetrable cur!"

She turned around and left in her high heels.

Although Shen Lu had prepared herself mentally, knowing she wouldn’t intersect with someone of Mu Shaoci’s stature, still being pointed at and insulted stung a bit.

She took a deep breath, her lips slightly curling up, and walked with her plate to a sofa in the corner to sit down, picking up a fork to eat cake.

Occasionally, her gaze would fall on Mu Shaoci, and when their eyes met, she quickly lowered her head.

Soon, the sofa beside her sank as a man with a crisp suit and a wine glass sat down.

He leaned back against the sofa, crossed his legs, and raised his wine glass to her when she glanced at him.

"Why are you alone?"

Shen Lu unconsciously moved to the side, not responding to the man’s flirtation.

The man chuckled lightly, "Are you scared of me? I’m not a bad person."

Shen Lu, not wanting to cause trouble, was about to stand up and leave but the man grabbed her wrist, pulling her back onto the sofa, "Miss Shen, how about a chat?"

"Sorry, I don’t know you," Shen Lu said as she pulled her hand away.

"One million."

Shen Lu frowned, "What?"

"Be my woman, and I’ll give you ten million. You’re only making over a million a year right now; it would take ten years to earn that much," the man said, sipping his wine.

"Sir, you have the wrong person."

"Miss Shen, how long do you think Mu Shaoci will be interested in you? There are many more beautiful and intelligent women who cook better than you. You could lose this job at any moment."

"I don’t mind losing the job, but I can’t lose my principles," Shen Lu glared at the man, grabbed her handbag, and left.

The man watched Shen Lu’s retreating figure with interest; his phone rang, and he answered it with a laugh, "This woman is stubborn. Miss Zhou, you’ve given me a tough nut to crack!"

"A tough nut is a good challenge. Surely Young Master Chen hasn’t lost his fighting spirit?"

"How could that be?"

"Then I’ll wait for good news from Young Master Chen."

After Chen Kai hung up the phone, he looked in the direction of Mu Shaoci and noticed the man staring at him with icy eyes.

He saluted with his wine glass and then quickly downed it and got up to leave.

Mu Shaoci looked away and wove through the crowd to find Shen Lu.

Shen Lu was walking toward the restroom, with Young Master Chen closely following.

Mu Shaoci followed them.

Passing by a lounge with a half-open door, he heard a male and female voice inside.

"Young Master Chen, do you really like me?"

"Of course, there are many benefits with me, Miss Shen. Are you still thinking about Mu Shaoci?"

"How could I? I don’t fancy such arrogant men; I prefer someone understanding like Young Master Chen..."

Mu Shaoci’s eyes narrowed, and he ground his teeth fiercely.