C33 I Just Want to Destroy Your Face!

Thinking back to that night, Shen Geyao couldn't help but feel her face heat up. She had been drunk, but later sobered up. The memories were so daunting that she chose to forget selectively the next day. Now, she could clearly recall what happened that night.

In truth, Li Chenyu had a bit of a conscience. If he had really wanted to, she wouldn't have been able to escape. The cost would have been devastating, tearing her apart. It was unexpected when Li Chenyu decided to let her go. Looking back, that night was truly dangerous. If Chenyu had been more ruthless, willing to hurt her just to continue, she would have been completely destroyed by him.

Being naturally petite, she marveled at how things turned out. Shen Geyao got out of bed and picked a dress from the pile. She changed into a long, off-the-shoulder gown with a V-neck, which made her look even more slender. The intricate design at the neckline highlighted her delicate, fair neck. The neckline wasn't too low, but it still showcased her collarbones, and with her smooth shoulders, the outfit was elegant yet subtly sexy. The fabric draped smoothly, accentuating her curves perfectly. Indeed, clothes make the person, and even Shen Geyao was surprised at how she could look as enchanting as a fairy in such an exquisite dress!

Among the pile of high heels, she picked the shortest pair, but they were still too high for her. With heels at least four inches tall, she struggled to walk smoothly.

When she accidentally sped up, her foot slipped, and she nearly fell to the ground!

Shen Geyao gasped in fright, instinctively shielding her face with her hands to protect her looks. She closed her eyes, bracing for the impact, but surprisingly, it didn’t hurt at all!

“Young Master Hao?” She opened her eyes to see Liang Xinghao suddenly there, and looked down. Thankfully, she hadn’t hit the ground; he had caught her!

“Thank you.” Shen Geyao sighed in relief, patting her chest.

Liang Xinghao’s gaze lingered on her, surprised by her figure—full, graceful, and rounded. He realized he had underestimated her before.

Noticing his eyes fixed on her chest, Shen Geyao was startled and quickly pushed him away. “What are you looking at?”

“Just appreciating beauty,” Liang Xinghao replied without hiding his intentions, offering a compliment. “Very nice.”

Shen Geyao pouted slightly, still trying to adjust to the uncomfortable high heels as she moved slowly.

Watching the girl pace slowly back and forth in his line of sight, Xinghao suddenly said, "Some relatives are coming over tonight, so..."

"Don't worry, I won't let anyone notice anything," Geyao replied without even looking up.

"That's good." Xinghao wasn't entirely sure why he was here. If it was just to remind her, it seemed like a bit of a waste of time. However, seeing Geyao now, it didn't feel like a waste at all. When she dressed up, she was quite a sight.

Geyao seemed to suddenly realize he had been watching her from the bed the whole time. She couldn't help but glance at him. "Young Master Hao..."

"Xinghao," he corrected.

Geyao shrugged. It was just the two of them, after all. No need to put on a show in private, right? Still, she decided to go along with it. It was just a name, after all. "Xinghao, are you so free because your company went under?"

Xinghao almost laughed. Geyao really had a way with words. Yet, he found he didn't mind it so much. Her clear reluctance to get too close to him was refreshing compared to those who schemed to be near him. At least it wasn't annoying.

"Get ready. The dinner starts at seven," he said, standing up.

"Can I get something to eat before then?" Geyao was more concerned about that.

“There will be plenty of delicious food at the party. If you get really hungry, you can head to the kitchen for something to eat.”

A young socialite, focused solely on eating, seemed to be quite a distance from embodying the grace of a true lady.

Xinghao left, and Shen Geyao was alone in the room, sifting through the jewelry that Aru had brought from the matriarch. She selected a set to wear that evening, not wanting to appear too shabby. The rest she put away. It belonged to the Liang family, not her. In a year, she would leave without taking anything she hadn't earned.

After practicing walking in high heels for quite some time, she finally felt comfortable enough to move smoothly. She breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she took off the heels, the door suddenly burst open with a loud bang.

How rude, not even knocking before entering.

Shen Geyao looked up to see two girls, not much older than herself, striding in with an air of arrogance.

“You’re Hao’s fiancée?” asked the girl leading the way, Liang Yuqi, the youngest daughter of the Third Master of the Liang family. Following her was Liang Yueyin, the youngest daughter of the Second Master.

The Liang family was large and influential, and it had taken Shen Geyao quite some effort to match names to faces.

Liang Yuqi’s eyes turned red with jealousy as she stared at the dress Shen Geyao was wearing. “I saw that dress first. Take it off!”

She said this and rushed forward, trying to yank the dress off Shen Geyao.

Shen Geyao was almost dumbfounded. She had expected a bit of decorum from a well-bred lady, but the first person to greet her turned out to be a spoiled brat.

With a quick sidestep, she dodged Liang Yuqi's attack.

Liang Yuqi lost her balance and fell to the floor with a thud.

Getting up, she glared at Shen Geyao, her face flushed with anger. "How dare you dodge!"

"Are you kidding me? Should I just stand there and let you bully me?" Shen Geyao nearly rolled her eyes. Idiot!

"What kind of look is that?" Liang Yuqi felt humiliated and grabbed something off the coffee table, ready to hurl it at Shen Geyao's face.

Shen Geyao was genuinely surprised. This heiress was even more unruly than her sisters back at the Shen family.

With a crash, the vase hit the floor and shattered into pieces.

Luckily, Shen Geyao had dodged it. Otherwise, if that vase had hit her face, it would have caused serious injury.

"You witch, take off that dress!" Liang Yuqi's eyes were red with rage, as if she'd lost all sense of reason.

Suddenly, she picked up a fruit knife from the coffee table and lunged at Shen Geyao's face!

This heiress completely redefined Shen Geyao's understanding of the word "wild." She wasn't just wild—she was downright brutal!

A fruit knife? That's not something you just play around with. It's dangerous and could be lethal!

Standing by the door, Liang Yueyin watched with a hint of amusement in her eyes, observing the scene unfold.

Shen Geyao barely dodged Liang Yuqi's attack, her expression darkening as she shouted, "Enough! Put the knife down!"

"I won't! I want to ruin your face and see how you plan to seduce Mr. Hao then!" Liang Yuqi declared arrogantly, brandishing the fruit knife and charging at Shen Geyao once more.

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