Chapter – 77Â
 Wanwan Is Going to Trend
Who was Lu Li? In S City, he was famously known as the cold-faced King of Hell.
Over the years, no one had ever seen a woman get this close to him. Many people in their circle had even privately speculated that he was completely immune to scandals.
Yet now, the notoriously aloof Lu Li was being so intimate with a womanâand even letting her throw little tantrums at him.
Thatâs right. In the eyes of outsiders, the way Mu Wanwan and Lu Li had just interacted looked exactly like a couple deeply in love, teasing and laughing together.
Quite a few people had witnessed the scene. Not to mention An Yao, who had always kept a close watch on Lu Li. She tilted her head back and downed half a glass of red wine in one gulp, but the icy liquid did nothing to extinguish the fury burning in her heart.
Mu Wanwan wasnât deafâof course she heard the guests whispering around her. She calmly withdrew her hand, inwardly regretting her impulsiveness to death.
She had been so angered by him that she forgot about all the people watching.
Lu Li smiled, brighter than the blazing sun.
âEditor-in-chief, the deputy editor and President Lu seem very close,â Yin Bing said curiously as she followed beside Zheng Hao.
Zheng Hao nodded.
âUgly,â Lu Li said insincerely.
In her haste to leave, Mu Wanwan accidentally stepped on the hem of her dress and stumbled. Lu Li reacted quickly and caught her. She fell backwardâstraight into his arms.
With Lu Liâs influence, suppressing any news would have been effortless. But he practically wished he could announce to the entire world that Mu Wanwan was his. Perhaps he might even turn a blind eye and let the media report it.
It felt as though time had frozen. The entire hall fell into stunned silence.
Zheng Hao glanced in Mu Wanwanâs direction and smiled without saying a word.
âWow,â Qiao Le lightly covered her lips, watching the two of them with a proud, motherly smile.
âNext time, donât choose this kind of style.â
Lu Liâs gaze drifted downward, landing on her fair shoulders and delicate collarbone. His dark brows drew together. âWho picked this dress for you?â
That slow-witted girlâhad she not noticed how many men had been staring at her? If heâd known, he would have prepared her gown himself.
Sensing her mood, Lu Li quickly tried to smooth things over. Catching sight of the dance floor from the corner of his eye, he changed the subject. âDo you want to dance?â
That only made her more annoyed.
Not long after, Fu Dong was called away by his father, leaving Mu Wanwan and Lu Li alone.
Lu Li chuckled. In full view of everyone, he shamelessly took her hand. Mu Wanwan froze for a second, then hurriedly pulled free, making as if to stand up.
âQiao Le picked it.â
Who doesnât have a temper now and then?
âItâs just a banquet. Why dress up so beautifully?â
âWhy arenât you leaving?â Mu Wanwan asked again.
She asked casually, âItâs not nice?â
Her little face darkened. âIf itâs ugly, why are you still staring?â
Qiao Le teased, âLooks like my Wanwan is about to trend on the hot searches.â
Mu Wanwan steadied herself and suddenly realized she was sitting on Lu Liâs lap. Thunder seemed to explode above her head. Meanwhile, Lu Liâs strong arm wrapped around her waist, his dark eyes deepening as a glint of light flashed within them.
âIâm not going. Iâm dressed so uglyâI wonât stand next to you and embarrass you,â Mu Wanwan huffed proudly.
âMu Little Fool, are you playing hard to get?â His magnetic voice was like the elegant resonance of a cello.
Mu Wanwan avoided his gaze, hurriedly trying to rise from his lap. But the iron arm around her waist held her tightly in place.
âLet go of me, Lu Li. Everyoneâs watching.â
The looks from the surrounding guests grew increasingly strange. In a corner, An Yaoâs face turned pale and sour as she stared at the intimately posed pair, the sight like a thorn lodged in her throat.
