Quick Wear: The soft cannon fodder turns into a heartthrob and seduce

Chapter 612 The heartthrob who lost his halo in a dating simulation (21)

Mu Zhou got out of the car outside the villa and walked happily toward the villa that touched his heart.

Thinking that I must get to the company early tomorrow and finalize the contract, I felt completely at ease.

This contract will bring me at least several hundred thousand in commission.

I can buy a new bag again.

Remembering his old habit, Mu Zhou took out his phone and started scrolling through messages sent by saleswomen from various luxury goods stores.

Prepare a reward for yourself.

She was so engrossed in looking down that she didn't notice someone walking towards her and almost bumped into him.

"what……"

She was knocked back two steps, but the man in front of her grabbed her arm in time to prevent her from falling.

Mu Zhou touched his forehead and looked up:

"Shen Fang? What are you doing here?"

After recognizing who it was, she silently moved away from him, her eyes clearly showing disdain.

Shen Fang's expression turned cold as he calmly withdrew his hand and put it back in his pants pocket.

He was about to question Mu Zhou about where he had been so late when his nose suddenly wrinkled.

His nose is always very sensitive, so he easily smelled the perfume on Mu Zhou.

This scent is an exclusive in-car fragrance for the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

There's no mistake, this is the car his uncle drives every day.

Shen Fang was very familiar with this taste.

This aromatherapy product is not for sale to the public.

This means that Mu Zhou had just stepped out of a Rolls-Royce Phantom.

None of the four of them drive Rolls-Royces, so who is it?

An indescribable anger welled up from his chest, and Shen Fang's face turned completely dark.

He then thought of Mu Zhou's phone screen.

She was looking at luxury handbags.

Which rich man has this materialistic and promiscuous woman hooked up with this time?

Is that man going to give her a bag?

Participating in a dating reality show isn't enough for her; she wants to hook up with other men too?!

Shen Fang was a reckless person by nature, and now that he was angry, he spoke even more recklessly.

He sneered:

"Why can't I be here? What, are you afraid I'll see you flirting with men because you're stopping me?"

His tone was harsh, and a mocking smile played on his lips.

Mu Zhou glared at him, and without thinking, raised her hand and slapped him.

There was a "pop" sound.

She used a lot of force, and her hand was still trembling slightly after she finished hitting him.

Shen Fang's head was turned to one side after being hit.

He turned around stiffly, his gaze towards Mu Zhou as if it were poisoned.

"Mu Zhou."

Shen Fang spoke coldly as he slowly uttered her name.

It is full of danger.

Mu Zhou, not to be outdone, tried her best to hold back the tears welling up in her eyes and met his gaze.

Her body trembled slightly, her eyes were red, and there were still faint tears in the corners of her eyes. She glared at him with gritted teeth.

He looked as if he had suffered a great injustice and humiliation.

Shen Fang's gaze was dark and ruthless, as if he wanted to strangle her to calm his turbulent heart.

He clenched his fists tightly.

After a moment, Shen Fang was ultimately defeated in this staring contest.

He rubbed his lips with the back of his hand, knuckles twitching, and said irritably:

"You hit me and you're still so self-righteous, where do you get such a temper?"

Mu Zhou didn't speak, but her eyes welled up with tears again.

It was teetering on the brink of collapse, almost about to fall.

Shen Fang's heart tightened as he looked at the tears that were about to fall.

"You're still crying? Can't you be reasonable? You're the one who hit me!"

Mu Zhou didn't want to cry in front of him, so she turned her head away and casually wiped her eyes.

She wiped away the tears, leaving only the red corners of her eyes.

She spoke, her voice trembling slightly:

"I don't know what I did to offend you. You've been targeting me since our first date, and now you're verbally abusing me. If you really don't like me, why did you stop me when I said I wanted to quit?"

Mu Zhou became more and more aggrieved as she spoke, and tears finally fell.

She turned her back, not wanting Shen Fang to see her.

Shen Fang's face was still numb on one side, but he couldn't care less at the moment.

He walked around to stand in front of Mu Zhou again, scratched his head in frustration, and hesitated to speak.

Mu Zhou had clearly forgotten about their previous relationship because of the "Charming System".

What else is there for him to say, that he was played by her and dumped?

But Mu Zhou was completely unaware of this at the time.

Even if she doesn't remember anything, she's still quite the womanizer.

Thinking about this, Shen Fang became even more agitated.

Mu Zhou was still sobbing silently.

He had no choice but to cup her face in his hands and wipe it casually a few times, only to have Mu Zhou dodge it again.

He dabbed at the hot tears with his fingertips, his throat slightly hoarse:

"I misspoke, okay? Now tell me, who brought you back?"

He was still bothered by the scent of the incense.

Mu Zhou didn't even look at him, and answered in a muffled voice:

Why should I tell you? What does it have to do with you?

Shen Fang was amused and annoyed by her self-righteous attitude:

"Do you even know you're participating in a dating reality show? Do you have any sense of contractual obligation at all?"

"How am I not bound by contract? It's just that the client brought me back; there's nothing shameful about it."

Shen Fang raised an eyebrow, only then noticing that Mu Zhou was still wearing a formal dress.

It turns out it was a work setting.

He knew that Mu Zhou often attended banquets to expand his network for work.

It turned out that a colleague had brought her back.

Although he was still not very happy, Shen Fang's anger had dissipated.

He touched his nose, then remembered the bag she had just been looking at, and said awkwardly:

"Want to buy a bag? I'll buy you one..." Seeing Mu Zhou looking over, he quickly covered up, "Just consider it an apology, don't overthink it."

Mu Zhou snorted:

"No need, I can buy it myself with the commission!"

Mu Zhou gave a firm reply, rolled his eyes, and left.

Shen Fang wasn't angry at all. He put his hands in his pockets and followed slowly behind.

He would also make a few sarcastic remarks from time to time:

"Really don't want it? You're not like you, passing up a bag worth hundreds of thousands of dollars."

Mu Zhou walked faster and faster, completely ignoring him.

Just as they were about to enter, Song Shiyan suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

His gaze swept over the two of them before finally settling on Mu Zhou.

He adjusted his glasses, his tone flat:

What bag?

Shen Fang stepped forward, blocking his view, slightly raising his chin, and spoke in a casual tone:

"It's nothing, she just wanted a bag, I'll buy it for her."

Song Shiyan narrowed his eyes, his expression freezing slightly.

Mu Zhou instantly bristled:

"What nonsense are you spouting? Who would buy from you? You're crazy!"

"Fine, fine, I'm crazy, okay? What kind of one do you want? If you can't choose, I'll have someone bring you the latest models."

"He's sick, like he can't understand human language."

Mu Zhou was so angry at his ability to talk to himself that his face turned red.

The two were arguing back and forth, their words taunting each other, creating a tense and unpleasant atmosphere.

But in Song Shiyan's eyes, it looked like they were flirting intimately.

A sense of gloom filled Song Shiyan's eyes, and his expression was unpleasant.

He interrupted coldly:

"Okay, the production team wants us to go to the Heartbeat House."

Song Shiyan glanced at Shen Fang, and without saying a word, pushed him through the door.