nucmednet Chapter 142 Does he look like a man?
Chapter 142 Does he look like a man?
Zhao Da Kuang crossed his arms, looked at Su Yingxue, snorted coldly, and said with a face full of disbelief, "Hmph, keep making things up, do you think I'm stupid?"
After saying that, he turned to his subordinates and ordered, "You guys, go and check if there's anything unusual around this lounge."
Seeing this, Su Yingxue clenched her fists in anger, her face turning bright red.
She stared wide-eyed at Zhao Da Kuang, her eyes burning with anger, like a provoked kitten ready to pounce at any moment.
Zhao Da Kuang's lips drooped, and his expression grew increasingly gloomy, like a sky filled with dark clouds before a storm.
His gaze seemed to see right through Su Yingxue, and his suspicions about her were already deeply ingrained.
Su Yingxue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling fortunate that Tan Zhengchu had given her instructions beforehand, which gave her peace of mind and prevented her from panicking.
Seeing Zhao Da Kuang pressing closer, she steeled herself and grabbed the back of his hand.
Zhao Da Kuang felt the pain and subconsciously let go.
But that cold, sinister expression lingered like a ghost.
Su Yingxue took the opportunity to step back a few steps, creating distance between them.
He kept a watchful eye on Zhao Da Kuang as he walked, in case he caught up with him.
The light from the crystal chandelier illuminated the banquet hall in a magnificent golden glow.
Su Yingxue avoided the crowd and strolled to the corner dining table.
She took a glass of champagne from the waiter, took a small sip, and felt the delicate bubbles burst on her tongue, bringing a slight tingling sensation.
She leaned against the railing, gazing wistfully at the night view outside the window.
The inky night sky is dotted with stars, like scattered diamonds.
But her mind was not on the beautiful scenery at all.
Zhao Da Kuang's face kept flashing through my mind.
His moods were unpredictable, sometimes gentle, sometimes violent.
This left her full of doubts, and she murmured to herself, "What exactly is this so-called way he treats me? One minute he's threatening me, the next he's pretending to be affectionate."
The thought of the terrible reaction a man would have if his pride were hurt sent a chill down her spine.
It was as if I had a premonition of an impending storm, but I never expected the changes to come so quickly.
Just as Su Yingxue was lost in thought, a graceful figure quietly approached.
Ren Yingying wore a moon-white long dress, held an exquisite wine glass, and had a perfectly timed smile on her lips.
She moved gracefully to stand in front of Su Yingxue, tilted her head slightly, and asked softly, "You must be Su Yingxue? I've often heard Da Kuang mention you. You two have known each other since childhood and have a very close relationship. But why have I never seen you before?"
Those seemingly gentle words concealed a hint of inquiry.
His eyes held a subtle scrutiny, as if he were assessing the strength of his opponent.
Su Yingxue looked up and met Ren Yingying's gaze. Her heart skipped a beat, and she instantly realized that this woman had ill intentions.
Sure enough, before she could even speak...
Ren Yingying added, "I've known Da Kuang for many years, and we have a deep friendship. I know everything about him."
His words were laced with hostility, clearly indicating that he regarded Su Yingxue as a rival in love.
Su Yingxue frowned slightly, put down her wine glass, crossed her arms, and denied it frankly: "Miss Ren is probably mistaken. Zhao Dakang and I have not known each other since childhood. As for why he said that, I am also puzzled."
After saying that, he carefully observed Ren Yingying's expression.
Her lips drooped slightly, her eyes grew colder, and her hostility seemed like a tangible blade, piercing straight at him.
Su Yingxue sighed inwardly; now she was being treated as a rival in love.
But then she thought again that the current situation was complicated, and Tan Zhengchu must have made plans. She must not let her impulsive actions hold him back.
So she pursed her lips and chose to remain silent.
Seeing that Su Yingxue remained silent, Ren Yingying assumed that she was feeling guilty and became even more aggressive.
She stepped forward, raised her chin slightly, and said bluntly, "Su Yingxue, I might as well be frank with you. I like Zhao Dakuang. This liking goes deep into my bones. No matter if he is married or has children, I will not let go! Sooner or later, I will snatch him back from your side."
Su Yingxue smiled faintly and said softly, "You're welcome to try and take it; I don't care."
That nonchalant demeanor made it seem as if Ren Yingying's provocation was nothing more than a gentle breeze that had no effect.
Ren Yingying was not expected by Su Yingxue's reaction, and her face turned red with anger, her chest heaving violently.
She glared fiercely at Su Yingxue, gritting her teeth as she said, "We'll see!"
Ren Yingying stood ramrod straight, like an enraged white goose, and left with hurried, flustered steps.
As her skirt billowed in the wind, she left behind a trail of resentment.
Su Yingxue watched her retreating figure and breathed a sigh of relief.
But in his heart, he was silently calculating how to deal with this increasingly difficult situation.
Zhao Da Kuang strode toward Su Yingxue.
The fierce look on his face seemed to have been swept away by a gust of wind, disappearing without a trace.
Zhao Da Kuang stopped in front of Su Yingxue, cleared his throat slightly, and said with a somewhat embarrassed expression, "Yingxue, I misunderstood you just now. I had Zhao Erzai inquire carefully and confirmed that it was a servant who accidentally bumped into you and dirtied your dress, which is why you changed your clothes. I was rash and I'm sorry."
As he spoke, he bowed slightly to show his apology.
Su Yingxue merely glanced at Zhao Dakuang indifferently.
She held the wine glass without flinching, her voice cold and clear: "I accept your apology, but Zhao Da Kuang, I must warn you, don't use Xiao Qi to threaten me again. If this happens again, I'll never forgive you."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Da Kuang was taken aback.
A glint flashed in his eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. He said in a low voice, "What, Yingxue, are you implying that you want to test whether I'm a real man or not? Do you think I'm not tough enough?"
As he finished speaking, his tone rose slightly, carrying a hint of provocation, "Fine, tonight I'll show you whether I'm a man or not."
Su Yingxue's brows furrowed instantly, and her fingers unconsciously tightened around the wine glass.
She looked up and stared directly into Zhao Dakang's eyes, and said seriously, "Zhao Dakang, don't misunderstand me. To be honest, up until now, I haven't felt any kindness from you at all. Don't keep saying things like you're good to me in front of others; I don't like hearing that."
After saying that, she looked down at the wine glass in her hand, but the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
Her demeanor exuded an innate confidence, as if nothing could shake her resolve.
Zhao Da Kuang was taken aback by Su Yingxue's words, his smile instantly froze, and he fell into deep thought.
He thought to himself, yes, all he had been thinking about these past few days was how to keep Su Yingxue by his side, but his methods were all threats and suspicion, and he had never truly trusted her.
I was so looking forward to finding her because I wanted to protect her and give her happiness.
Isn't this approach going against the grain?
He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Does what I'm doing count as love?"