PNB Chapter 381 Aren't you tempted?
Chapter 381 Aren't you tempted?
Zhao Zheng was dressed in a purple suit, exuding a casual and devilish charm. He wore a necklace around his long neck, earrings in the same color on his earlobes, and a diamond brooch on his chest. He was adorned with jewels and was even more dazzling than An Qingyue beside him.
An Qingyue was also dressed in an opulent outfit. Her delicate and beautiful face had lost its former innocence, and now it had a touch of sexy maturity. She looked exceptionally good with Zhao Zheng. She was holding Zhao Zheng's arm, and their posture was quite intimate.
Obviously.
An Qingyue and Zhao Zheng are really getting engaged. It's not surprising. Putting aside Zhao Zheng's nasty and disgusting inner self, he is absolutely captivating in terms of appearance and temperament. An Qingyue has a tendency to want to pounce on any handsome man she sees, so Zhao Zheng is definitely attractive enough for her. Even if she is treated as a plaything by him, she probably wouldn't care.
As An Qingyue entered the mall, she saw Sheng Tingchen, Rong Shu, and Sheng Meijing in the distance. Her beautiful eyes overflowed with unconcealed hatred, and the hand holding the man's arm tightened involuntarily.
Zhao Zheng glanced at her, then walked towards Sheng Tingchen.
Zhao Zheng's gaze fell on Sheng Meijing, his phoenix eyebrows raised, "This is Tingchen, your daughter with Evelynn, she's really beautiful."
Sheng Tingchen's handsome face was cold and aloof, his dark eyes looking at him without any emotion.
Meimei looked at Zhao Zheng, then glanced at An Qingyue, and asked, "Uncle, are you Aunt Qingyue's boyfriend?"
No one expected that Meimei would take the initiative to talk to Zhao Zheng.
Zhao Zheng stepped forward, squatted down, and looked at Meimei with an exceptionally warm and friendly smile. "Yes, your name is Meimei, right?"
Meimei said, "My name is Sheng Meijing. Uncle, you and Aunt Qingyue should get married soon. I will bless you both."
Zhao Zheng couldn't help but chuckle, while An Qingyue, standing there, felt only inexplicable humiliation upon hearing Sheng Meijing's words.
Why?
"Because Uncle and Aunt Qingyue are a perfect match!"
As Zhao Zheng listened, the smile on his lips deepened. "Are you really a good match, or are you worried that Aunt Qingyue will compete with your mother for your father?"
Rong Shu's expression darkened upon hearing this.
Meimei calmly replied, "Uncle, you're wrong."
"Where did I go wrong?"
"My dad belongs to my mom, there's no way you can take him away from her."
"Such a young age, yet so eloquent."
"That uncle is old, but he can't talk as well as a little kid like me."
Upon hearing this...
Zhao Zheng paused for a moment, then asked very seriously, "You mean Uncle can't speak anymore?"
Meimei raised her chin and said in a scolding tone, "Of course, how can you say your dad will be taken away in front of other people's parents? You don't respect my mom and dad, and you don't even respect your girlfriend. Uncle, you don't respect people at all. Uncle must not have gone to school properly."
Upon hearing Mei Mei's words, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but laugh out loud. He sighed and said, "Oh dear, you really are just like your father, so unforgiving when you're right."
"Hmph, that's because I have a reason!"
"Yes, yes, you're right. Then Uncle was wrong. Uncle apologizes to you."
"I accept your apology, Uncle, but you also need to apologize to my parents."
Zhao Zheng chuckled, then straightened up, looked at Sheng Tingchen, and said, "She truly lives up to her reputation as your daughter, Tingchen."
Sheng Tingchen said, "You're just too low-class."
That's all.
He held Meimei's hand. "Meimei, hold Mommy's hand, let's go!"
Meimei nodded, reached out and took her mother's hand, "Mom, let's go."
Rong Shu looked at Mei Mei.
Meimei's personality is indeed more like Sheng Tingchen's.
That's good too. Sheng Tingchen has given her everything, and everything will go smoothly for her from now on.
Zhao Zheng watched the three figures leave, then turned to look at An Qingyue. He took in the jealousy and hatred that still lingered in her eyes. "No wonder you can't marry into the Sheng family."
An Qingyue snapped out of her thoughts, stepped forward, took his arm, and said, "Whether I marry him or not is no longer important to me."
"Really! Aren't you tempted by Sheng Tingchen?"
An Qingyue tightened her grip on her fingers, looked at Zhao Zheng, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "Do you think you're inferior to him?" As she spoke, she slowly raised her hand, her fair, jade-like fingers gently stroking the man's cheek, and asked, "Are you asking this because you're jealous?"
Zhao Zheng raised his hand and grasped the woman's hand, a smile that didn't reach his eyes, and said, "So you're saying you're a little jealous?"
"..."
Sheng Tingchen and Rong Shu led Meimei into the jewelry store. The sales assistant immediately noticed the family's outstanding demeanor. The man exuded an undeniable air of wealth from head to toe. Not to mention the watch on his wrist worth millions, the youngest daughter wore a jeweled hair clip. Just from their appearance, it was clear that this family was no ordinary people.
"Sir, Madam, is there anything you need?"
Meimei said, "Auntie, we want to see the ring."
Upon hearing Meimei speak, the sales assistant felt her heart melt. This little girl was simply too beautiful, even prettier than child models in magazines, and her voice was lovely too. This family was truly blessed by heaven.
"Okay." The sales assistant responded to Meimei's words, then looked up at Sheng Tingchen and Rong Shu and said, "Then, sir and madam, please come with me to the VIP room."
The three followed the sales assistant into the VIP room.
Upon receiving the news, the manager personally came to provide service and recommended several ring designs by master designers.
Although Meimei is young, she has a lot of opinions and knowledge about jewelry and a high level of aesthetic appreciation. She asked the manager questions like an adult.
The manager, who frequently entertains wealthy members of high society, is adept at reading people and can confidently say that the person sitting in front of him is far superior to any of the socialites he has encountered before.
I never expected to be lucky enough to run into someone like this.
The manager didn't treat Meimei like a child; he answered her questions seriously and respectfully, just like a customer. Clearly, the final decision rested with this young girl.
Meimei took a liking to one of the rings and, right in front of Rong Shu, whispered in her father's ear, "Dad, ask Mom if this one is pretty?"
Although Meimei spoke very softly, Rong Shu was sitting right next to her, so how could she not hear what she was saying?
Sheng Tingchen looked at his daughter with doting eyes, gently stroking Meimei's little head with his large hand. He reached out and took the ring from Meimei's hand, examined it carefully, and then looked at Rong Shu, asking, "Do you like this one?" As he spoke, the tenderness in the man's eyes did not diminish.
Rong Shu glanced at the man, calmly reached out and took the ring from his hand, saying, "It's quite beautiful."
The design is simple and uncomplicated, yet it possesses a sense of aesthetic beauty.
The ring on her hand is a women's ring.
Before Meimei could speak.
The man reached out and took the ring, saying, "Then try it on."