Quick Wear: Men who steal the heroine will become addicted

Chapter 168 True and False Golden Cannon Fodder 15

Receiving the vague stares from all around, Song Zhenzhen wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

She never thought that her first appearance in the upper class circle would lead to such an embarrassing situation. Everyone was surrounding Song Zhaoyue, and she became a background board.

I wanted to go upstairs to my room regardless of anything, but there was still one person who didn't show up.

Jin Yuzhou.

Song Zhenzhen silently repeated this name in her heart, hoping that her prince charming would appear in times of crisis like before and save her from the dire straits.

Five minutes later, Jin Yuzhou appeared at the door in a white suit. The pure and noble color made his flamboyant and extroverted temperament more restrained.

Song Zhenzhen's breathing almost stopped as she stared blankly at the figure.

Her eyes almost greedily swept over his high nose bridge, clear jawline, and the young man with a strong complexion, red lips, white teeth, and full of vitality.

The other party seemed to be looking for someone as well. After entering the banquet hall, he looked around, completely ignoring other people's overtures and conversations.

Song Zhenzhen felt a warm feeling in her chest. Worried that Jin Yuzhou couldn't find her, she lifted her skirt and walked over there.

The whispering crowd around suddenly fell silent. Today's birthday party was really a good show. The uncle and nephew supported the fake daughter and the real daughter respectively.

I just don't know if there will be a fight over this.

Jin Yuzhou looked around and didn't find the well-behaved secretary, so he couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

He has been busy with work these days, and his secretary has been on leave for several days, so he hasn't seen her for a long time.

I was supposed to come here early in the morning today, but it took me some time to pick out clothes and style my outfit.

He usually doesn't have so much trouble, but today is different. He has to make the young secretary-general proud.

But after searching for a while, he couldn't find the secretary. Instead, a strange girl stopped him, looking very shy and speaking in a coquettish voice.

"Yuzhou, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Jin Yuzhou: "...? Miss, I think you've got the wrong person. I'm here to see Song Zhaoyue."

In order to avoid others misunderstanding that Qiao Chu was a mistress, he could only say this first and then formally pursue Chu Chu after breaking off the engagement.

Song Zhenzhen's expression froze, as if a basin of ice water was poured over her head. Her face was pale and she was about to collapse.

Looking for Song Zhaoyue? Why? Why were they all looking for that arrogant imposter?

She seemed to be starting to hear ringing in her ears, and people around her were pointing fingers at her, calling her self-indulgent, shameless, and a slut who threw herself at men.

Song Zhenzhen held on forcing a breath, the smile on her lips very forced, "Yuzhou, you don't know yet, right? Zhaoyue is just my parents' adopted daughter, I am your nominal fiancée."

Jin Yuzhou didn't expect that breaking off an engagement would be so complicated. He turned around and asked the person next to him, "Is she telling the truth? Did the eldest daughter of the Song family become her?"

The people around did not dare to offend the young master of the Jin family and nodded in agreement.

Song Zhenzhen regained some face and tried to hold Jin Yuzhou's arm, but the latter dodged nimbly.

"That's perfect, Miss Song. I have something to ask you. Could you please come with me?"

Song Zhenzhen was delighted and hurriedly followed, holding up her skirt.

Jin Yuzhou was anxious to break off the engagement and went to find the secretary. He didn't want to wait even a second and went straight to the stage to grab the microphone.

"Dear guests and invited media friends, good evening. I am Jin Yuzhou, the artistic director of the Jin Group. Today I would like to clarify a rumor."

Song Zhenzhen stood by and listened, her heart suddenly skipped a beat and she had a bad feeling.

Jin Yuzhou didn't pay her any attention. Seeing that everyone was almost there, he continued talking.

"Regarding the long-rumored engagement between me and Miss Song, it was actually a harmless joke made by our elders over a few drinks. I have no connection with either Miss Song, and I'm here to cancel the engagement."

Song's father, who was drinking in the audience, suddenly slammed the table and stood up. His square face with thick eyebrows and big eyes was so gloomy that water could drip out of it.

"As an apology, our Jin Group will give priority to cooperation with the Song Group in the projects launched in the new quarter, and will take the initiative to give up 20% of the profits."

Although the engagement was cancelled, the sincerity shown by Jin Yuzhou made people quite jealous. Even if Jin said directly that he was not satisfied with the marriage, the Song family had no way to deal with it.

Song's father's face turned grim. After weighing the pros and cons in his mind, he could only agree, "It was indeed a joke. Yuzhou is too polite, haha."

Song Zhenzhen, who had been unlucky one after another, felt like the sky was falling at this moment.

She stopped Jin Yuzhou regardless, tears welling up in her eyes, sobbing and crying, "Stop! Jin Yuzhou, don't you remember who I am?"

Jin Yuzhou: “?”

Worried that Qiao Chu would see him entangled with another woman, he didn't dare to look at her for too long. He just glanced at her twice to confirm that he was not familiar with this woman.

"Ms. Song, I'm warning you not to try to scam me. There's nothing innocent between us, so I don't even know your name. It's impossible for me to remember who you are."

Song Zhenzhen looked at him in disbelief and cried about her years of secret love for him.

"In my second year of high school, in the alley outside the north gate of the school, you helped me beat up a few yellow-haired thugs... Do you really not remember?"

Jin Yuzhou was speechless. "I've beaten hundreds of thugs, if not thousands, and saved women ranging from 40-50 year old ladies to 7-8 year old girls. Do you think I should remember everything?"

Song Zhenzhen still regarded him as a life-saving straw that she was reluctant to let go of. "But I have always liked you for so many years..."

Jin Yuzhou was startled by her sudden affection, and at the same time felt irritated and had a headache, and began to speak harshly.

"Just because you like me doesn't mean I have to like you. Besides, I already have a girl I like. I hope Miss Song will be careful."

After saying that, Jin Yuzhou turned and left without even asking Song Zhenzhen's name.

Song's father called Song Zhenzhen over with an unhappy look on his face, and lowered his voice to scold her softly, "That's enough. Don't you think today's embarrassing enough? Hurry upstairs and change your clothes and put on makeup."

For the sake of Jin's project cooperation and concessions, her biological father ruined her love. Song Zhenzhen was so aggrieved that she covered her face and burst into tears. She ignored the strange looks from others and ran up the stairs in embarrassment.

Jin Yuzhou asked several people in succession and finally found Qiao Chu in the Song family's back garden.

The girl wore a sexy and elegant burgundy fishtail skirt. The fabric with excellent drape made her look even more beautiful and charming.

But the man next to her was a bit of an eyesore. The two of them were very close, exceeding the normal social distance.

I don't know what she was talking about, but the girl curved her lips and smiled sweetly. The man's eyes darkened. He clasped her slender waist with one hand, pinched the girl's small chin with the other hand, and lowered his head to kiss her deeply.

When they separated, not only were their eyes entangled, but there was also a faint crystal between their lips and teeth.

Jin Yuzhou's enthusiasm was extinguished in an instant. His legs felt heavy as if they were filled with lead. His fingers were clenched tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands bulged. He wanted to punch the man in the face.

The uncle he once loved and admired immensely——

Just like a nymphomaniac, he hugged his beloved secretary and kissed her.