Her long wavy hair had quite a charm.

She was a friend of Tang Yuanyue’s fiancée He Zhitong. Xia Xiaolan only remembered that He Zhitong called her Abby, with the surname Lu.

This Lu Abby… well, better just call her Abby.

Abby’s high heels clicked with murderous intent.

“Tang Yuanyue, you’re going too far!”

Just after announcing the broken engagement, he was already going around with another woman – this was an insult and disrespect to Zhitong.

Abby’s eye makeup was alluring, but her gaze cut like knives. The few female companions behind her looked at Xia Xiaolan with similar expressions. Xia Xiaolan could guess the reason with her eyes closed.

She had no intention of taking the blame for Tang Yuanyue, and even less desire to waste time on such nonsense:

“Mr. Tang, it seems you’ll be busy for a while. Don’t worry about me, I’ll look around by myself.”

Abby sneered, “Stop right there. You think you can just walk away from this?”

Xia Xiaolan countered, “May I ask what this has to do with me?”

Abby choked.

No smoke without fire – if He Zhitong hadn’t come to confront Xia Xiaolan, Abby would have even less standing to do so.

After all, the one who made He Zhitong lose face was Tang Yuanyue. When men couldn’t control themselves, while women might seduce them, it was more often the men who wanted to philander.

Abby’s imposing manner weakened slightly as she pointed at Xia Xiaolan: “This is Hong Kong, you—”

Bai Zhenzhu grabbed Abby’s finger, using just a bit of force, but it was enough to make the pampered young lady want to scream.

“Beautiful lady, if you want to talk, just talk. Pointing at people is a bad habit. You should be grateful this is Hong Kong and we don’t want trouble, otherwise, your finger… hehe.”

“Barbarian, let go of me! I’m going to call for help!”

Xia Xiaolan was thoroughly annoyed.

She glared fiercely at Tang Yuanyue, not intending to reason with Abby: “I just learned about Mr. Tang and Miss He’s broken engagement. Their conflict should be handled between themselves, don’t you agree, Miss Lu? I don’t think Miss He wants this matter spreading all over town. If she has suspicions about me, she can come find me herself.”

Xia Xiaolan had meant to say she had a boyfriend whom she loved deeply.

But on second thought, why should she explain anything to Abby?

She had no immediate investment plans in Hong Kong – what did He Zhitong or Abby have to do with her?

Why should she have to prove her innocence with tears just because someone suspected her of philandering?

What kind of people were these, what kind of situation was this?

Xia Xiaolan wasn’t stupid – Tang Yuanyue’s silence up to now was meant to trap her.

Whatever play they wanted to act out, this lady wasn’t going to participate, and that should be enough!

She had Bai Zhenzhu release Abby, then sat down directly. Each seat had an auction booklet, and Xia Xiaolan started browsing through it on her own.

People around were whispering, but Xia Xiaolan ignored them.

They could say whatever they wanted – would it make her lose a piece of flesh?

Tang Yuanyue had acted unfairly in this!

Bai Zhenzhu leaned over, “Should we leave first?”

Xia Xiaolan smiled coldly, “Leave what? Leaving would just make me look guilty.”

Abby clutched her swollen finger, “Tang Yuanyue, is this the kind of barbaric woman you fancy?”

Xia Xiaolan’s presence had been so strong that Abby had forgotten what to say, only reacting after she had walked away.

Tang Yuanyue’s gaze followed until Xia Xiaolan took her seat, finally withdrawing reluctantly. He didn’t lose his temper, but his tone was cold: “Miss Xia and I aren’t dating. She was right about one thing – this is between Zhitong and me. You’re overstepping.”

He had anticipated someone would come looking for trouble.

But now he spoke righteously, clearly using Abby’s hot temper and then turning on her, making himself appear quite innocent.

Abby’s chest heaved with anger, and her friends were all furious:

“Tang Yuanyue, you dare say you don’t fancy that woman, that you didn’t break off the engagement with Zhitong for her?”

“I never said I didn’t fancy her. Beautiful and interesting, with quite a temper but even greater capability… Of course, I fancy her.”

As for why he broke off the engagement, he owed an explanation to He Zhitong and the He family, but not to people like Abby. Tang Yuanyue strode away, leaving Abby and her group in confused disarray.

“Did he just admit it?”

“Hmph, more than admit it – he practically declared his love.”

Abby felt Tang Yuanyue had done this deliberately. Had she made things worse by trying to stand up for Zhitong?

“I owe you one for this.”

Tang Yuanyue brazenly sat down beside Xia Xiaolan.

Xia Xiaolan ignored him, but this didn’t stop Tang Yuanyue from explaining: “You’re so clever, you must understand that my pursuit of you isn’t a joke. If I hadn’t met you, Zhitong would indeed be a very suitable marriage partner. Marrying her would be a powerful alliance, beneficial to my entire family. But you’re just too interesting – when I think about spending a lifetime with Zhitong, I find it unbearable… I truly envy your boyfriend.”

Xia Xiaolan was beautiful.

Xia Xiaolan was also interesting.

One never knew how she would react to situations – life with such a person would be full of “surprises.”

She was beautiful, clever, and knew how to work hard.

Sometimes quite righteous, sometimes quite cunning!

At first, Tang Yuanyue thought he was the assured hunter, content to watch this beautiful little fox dart about the grassland.

Now he vaguely felt that while Xia Xiaolan remained true to her original nature, he, the experienced player, had become somewhat impetuous.

Without this heavy blow, even if he said “pursuit” a hundred times or sent flowers for a hundred days, Xia Xiaolan could treat it all as air. Now it was different – he had broken off his engagement with He Zhitong, and Xia Xiaolan was passively involved… She must be furious.

Sure enough, as soon as Tang Yuanyue finished speaking, Xia Xiaolan couldn’t help but point at her nose:

“You want to pursue me, so you’re letting others think I ruined your engagement with He Zhitong?”

Such logic made her want to hit someone.

Just as Xia Xiaolan couldn’t understand Du Zhaohui’s actions, she now found she didn’t quite understand Tang Yuanyue either. He seemed like a normal person but wasn’t doing normal things.

Tang Yuanyue solemnly shook his head:

“I don’t want others to misunderstand you. I want to show my sincerity. I believe that while still engaged, I wouldn’t have the right to pursue you.”

Xia Xiaolan felt like vomiting blood.

Hong Kong had too many crazy people.

Perhaps these wealthy young masters lived too comfortably, with nothing better to do after eating their fill.

At this moment, Xia Xiaolan especially missed her boyfriend.

Zhou Cheng was different from them all – Zhou Cheng was a normal person, while these were silver-spoon-fed wealthy young masters who never touched the ground… Xia Xiaolan couldn’t follow their logic.

“Mr. Tang, I will only do business with you, I won’t consider dating you. I have a boyfriend, and my taste is very specific. If I wasn’t still pursuing my studies, we might even be married by now!”

Married?

Tang Yuanyue laughed, “Marriage isn’t such a big deal. The law doesn’t prohibit men from pursuing married women.”

She couldn’t deal with this. Was she so bored as to lecture a wealthy young master about moral boundaries in relationships?

If Hong Kong’s wealthy families suddenly developed moral boundaries, half the gossip papers and magazines in Hong Kong would starve!