Master Hong's Lucky Bride

Cen Shuang looked like she did not care. "If you want to talk, let's talk. I didn't do anything. What's there to be afraid of?"

Soon after the runway show, the judges began voting. When Cen Shuang stood on the stage and saw the Yang Jinyan in the judges' area, she realized that the heavens did not favor her today. The more she did not want to see someone, the more often she saw them. No wonder Zhuang Hong asked to meet Yang Jinyan tonight. Clearly, Yang Jinyan was occupied during the day. He was one of the judges here at Jiang University. Zhuang Hong had thought very far ahead. Needless to say, he definitely knew that she would be meeting Yang Jinyan today, so he sent Boyan here.

Mu Sensen bumped into Cen Shuang and said softly, "You're really prosperous this year. There are fresh meat seniors on the stage, seniors off stage, and an unfathomable mysterious husband at home. Shuang Shuang, your life is too good. I'm starting to envy you. You're sure to win tonight."

Cen Shuang rubbed the space between her brows and muttered softly, "I don't want this kind of life at all, okay?"

She almost wanted to drop dead. Behind her was Boyan, who was here to spy on her for Zhuang Hong. Cen Shuang could not help but avoid Yang Jinyan's gaze. He was standing below the stage.

In the end, the champion of the fashion show was undoubtedly Cen Shuang. Because of this, she made people at the exhibition think about the Cen family members who had passed not long ago.

After it was over, Boyan sent Zhuang Xinyan back to the Zhuang family's residence. Cen Shuang had no choice but to follow Boyan into the elevator.

Cen Shuang bit her lip. When she thought of seeing Yang Jinyan later and having Zhuang Hong beside her, she felt like jumping out the window. "Why did Zhuang Hong choose to meet a client here?"

She really did not know what was wrong with Zhuang Hong. Why did he ask her to join him? Was it to discuss a collaboration, or was it to test her feelings for Yang Jinyan?

Boyan smiled. "It's normal for clients to choose this kind of place. Is something wrong with it?"

Cen Shuang did not need to look at him to know that he was enjoying watching her squirm. She was not sure what sort of jokes he would make behind her back. "There's nothing wrong with it. I'm just worried about his health. His legs haven't recovered yet. Will anything happen if he goes out like this?"

Boyan looked at Cen Shuang's expression and became even happier. "Don't worry. With a godly doctor like me around, I can guarantee that I'll be able to save him before he takes his last breath."

Cen Shuang thought to herself, 'I really want to see the two of them fight. You're the one who wants to anger Zhuang Hong the most, right?'

When Cen Shuang entered the private room, no one else had arrived yet. As the host, Cen Shuang could only sit obediently at the table and fiddle with her phone nervously.

Cen Shuang was struggling with how she should behave when Yang Jinyan finally rushed over. He was surprised to see Cen Shuang, but he managed to reign in his emotions very well. He quickly recovered his original expression, and said politely to Boyan, "Young Master Boyan."

Cen Shuang glanced outside the door. "Is Zhuang Hong not coming?"

Cen Shuang could not tell if Yang Jinyan was doing this deliberately. He had chosen the seat opposite Cen Shuang. As long as Cen Shuang raised her head, she would be able to see him. Cen Shuang had no choice but to lower her head and look at the cup in her hand.

"You're ducking your head so much that your face is almost pressed to the cup." Boyan was complimenting the person across from him. Then, he turned and whispered into Cen Shuang's ear with a smile. He looked like he was goading her and she rolled her eyes.

Yang Jinyan's gaze had always been on Cen Shuang's face. From the moment he entered the door, he had not wanted to avoid her gaze. Although the two of them had not spoken a word, the meaning behind his gaze was clear. Cen Shuang could only look down. She really wanted to send a telepathic message to Yang Jinyan. 'Sir, can you stop looking at me? Can't you see the huge smile on Boyan's face?

Boyan was smiling wide. "Our CEO, Zhuang Hong is rather busy, so we sent our young mistress to coordinate with you on this project, CEO Yang. If you have any questions, you can bring them up and discuss them in detail with our young mistress."

He did not deliberately introduce Cen Shuang by name, but Cen Shuang could not help but glare at the man beside her. He did it on purpose. How was Yang Jinyan going to address her now?

Cen Shuang only now realized that Boyan, was not only cunning, he was simply rotten. He had dug such a hole and made Yang Jinyan jump into it with her. She could not refute him. She was afraid that if she opened her mouth now, it would give Boyan a chance to say that she shared an inappropriate relationship with Yang Jinyan. Cen Shuang now seriously suspected that there was a surveillance device in this private room. Zhuang Hong was hiding somewhere right now, watching them.

"I know Shuang Shuang. There's no need to introduce her, Young Master Boyan. I just didn't expect that your CEO, Zhuang Hong, would be so generous to let his wife appear in public."