Chapter 91: Chapter 91: Didn’t You Hear Me Tell You to Get Lost?
Chen An couldn’t help but howl in his heart.
Why did Miss choose to come neither earlier nor later, but precisely when Fu Siya spilled water on President Li’s chest and unexpectedly rushed to wipe it off?
The moment Miss pushed the door open, she saw a woman clinging to President Li’s body; how could she not be angry!
Even he would be angry!
"President Li, Miss..."
Chen An hurried to look at Li Muchen, his subtext asking what to do now that Miss is clearly angry.
"Muchen, you..."
Having been abruptly pushed by Li Muchen a moment ago, Fu Siya, in her eight-centimeter heels, nearly toppled straight to the ground, barely steadying herself.
Li Muchen, however, took a deep breath, his expression instantly becoming grim and vicious.
Raising his eyes to look at Fu Siya, he coldly spat out a single word: "Scram."
"...What?"
Fu Siya widened her eyes, never expecting Li Muchen to ask her—a dignified Miss of the Fu Family and current CEO of the Fu Group—to "scram" in such a public setting.
She’s, after all, a person of standing in Jiang City, and there are marital ties between the Li Family and the Fu Family, yet Li Muchen gave her no face at all!
All she did was accidentally get water on his suit while talking and then went up to help him wipe it.
Although she admits, spilling the water was a bit intentional. But before she could even act, she was pushed away, and now Li Muchen directly telling her to scram was too excessive.
Could it be just because that Lu Sheng, that illegitimate daughter of the Lu Family from the countryside, saw that scene?
For such an unimportant country girl, he dared to publicly shame her this way??
Li Muchen seemed unwilling to say another word.
He just raised his hand, removing the suit jacket that Fu Siya had touched, and threw it aside, even discarding his waistcoat along with it.
He was left with only a deep-colored shirt.
His cold, handsome face devoid of peers, that detesting gaze entirely undisguised, as if the word ’disgust’ was almost written on his face.
"Muchen!"
Witnessing Li Muchen’s actions, Fu Siya felt as though she had suffered enormous humiliation; her eyes reddened instantly, "Muchen, how could you treat me like this? Have you forgotten how Grandfather wanted to set us up before..."
"I told you to scram, can’t you hear?"
Upon hearing her words, Li Muchen’s face darkened, "And another thing, stop calling me with that disgusting name. And those words about being set up, I don’t ever want to hear them again."
Disgusting... name?
Fu Siya was speechless on the spot.
This was the first time in her life that someone had called her disgusting to her face.
Although after returning from studying abroad to Jiang City, everyone said that Li Muchen’s temper had become increasingly unpredictable since he took over the Li Family’s business, and he had not had a single woman by his side for these years.
But Fu Siya was very confident in her charm.
She believed that there were no women around Li Muchen simply because those ordinary and vulgar women didn’t catch his eye.
And she, whether in terms of family background, looks and figure, academic qualifications, or social status, was the best in all of Jiang City.
As long as she took the initiative to approach him, Li Muchen would definitely fall for her.
Previously, because Li Muchen was in a wheelchair, no matter how excellent he was, Fu Siya, despite having feelings for him, didn’t want to spend the rest of her life with someone disabled.
Ever since last time at the Fu’s residence, when she saw that Li Muchen’s legs had been healed, Fu Siya had been thinking about finding an opportunity to see Li Muchen again.
So when she learned that Li Muchen would be attending the piano competition at the convention center tonight, she immediately came over.
But she didn’t expect this to happen now...
Fu Siya, as the Miss of the Fu Family, has been pampered and adored since childhood; how could she tolerate such humiliation, and immediately ran out biting her lips.
Chen An finally breathed a sigh of relief, pulling a face as he asked Li Muchen, "What now, President Li? When Miss pushed the door open just now, she saw..."
"The Miss must have misunderstood and is angry; she left without saying a word just now, shouldn’t you hurry up and explain?"
Thinking of the girl’s expressionless face from shortly before, Li Muchen’s heart also clenched.
But in the next second, the announcement from the venue’s broadcast came from outside—
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the seventh China Piano Competition tonight."
"Please take your seats in an orderly manner, and contestants please go backstage to collect your sequence numbers. The competition will commence in ten minutes."
—The competition was about to begin.
She must be heading backstage now.
Li Muchen took a deep breath, "... We better go out first."
Originally, the organizers had arranged a specific viewing seat for Li Muchen upstairs, but after he arrived, he had the seat changed to the closest position to the stage.
He wanted to be closer to his little girl.
Ten minutes later, the hostess in a dark blue evening gown walked onto the stage, introducing the competition process and the judges to the audience.
When the spotlight hit the special judge Osborne, the audience erupted in cheers, with the big screen giving Osborne a close-up.
While everyone in Class A was cheering and applauding, Lin Ya, however, stared at the screen blankly before whispering in Tang Yiyi’s ear: "Yiyi, don’t you think Master Osborne looks a bit familiar?"
"...Familiar?" Tang Yiyi was puzzled, "Master Osborne is a world-class master, and it’s not like we haven’t seen him on TV and online. Of course, he seems familiar."
"It’s not that," Lin Ya looked again at Osborne at a slant to the front, "I mean... don’t you think, the side profile and back of Osborne, look very much like the old man in the leaked photos with Lu Sheng online?"
"You mean, the man who was with Lu Sheng at the hotel front desk was Master Osborne? How could that be..."
Tang Yiyi sneered dismissively, but before she could finish the sentence, "how could that be", she suddenly froze.
She personally took that photo that day.
Looking up, Master Osborne’s brown hair, his slightly aged side profile, and a slightly stooped figure, along with the black coat he wore...
Tang Yiyi couldn’t help but widen her eyes—
Could this be the exact same man from the hotel that day?!
At the same time, the big screen revealed the order of appearance for the competition.
With a total of eighteen contestants, Lu Qianrou was listed second-to-last, and coincidentally, Lu Sheng last.