She is a heartthrob who wants to live a good life

Chapter 281: Cold and Arrogant Little Green Plum 6

The reason why he was said to be a very young man was because Shen Weicang was unable to judge the age of the man in front of him for the moment.

His face looks very tender, his skin is fair, his eyes are blue, and he is very pleasing. Just by looking at his face, you would think he is a boy who has just reached adulthood.

But she had a high nose bridge, rosy lips, deep eyebrows, and her hair was dyed gray and seemed to have been sprinkled with glitter, giving it a faint shimmer. Her entire outfit did not look like a child's at all.

Shen Weicang was a little puzzled: "Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

The boy's face slowly turned red, and he stammered, "Can I sit next to you?"

Can you sit anywhere you want?

Is the fashion show hosted by Rokol so sloppy?

Shen Weicang showed no emotion: "Sorry, I'm afraid that's not possible."

The boy was a little disappointed, still standing there looking at her eagerly: "Madam, may I know your name?"

Shen Weicang sat upright, like an icy beauty, and the words he spoke were also very cold: "I think I have no reason to tell you my name."

The boy wanted to say something, but Bo Yushen stood up and stretched out his arm to block Shen Weicang: "Mr. Cheng, your behavior doesn't seem very gentlemanly."

Mr. Cheng?

Shen Weicang thought about it in his mind, but couldn't remember which family had the surname Cheng.

Most of the people visible in this place are blond-haired and blue-eyed, and this boy is no exception. How could his last name be Cheng?

"I mean no harm, I just want to get to know this lady," the boy explained. "Are you this lady's brother? Do you know me?"

Bo Yushen frowned. How could he not recognize him? Wasn’t this the young master of Rokol? This sexy underwear show was organized because of him. Dirty man.

He completely blocked Shen Weicang behind him and said coldly:

"I'm her good friend. Please don't bother us anymore. I don't think Rokol would want rumors of sexual harassment from the young master to spread."

Rokol's little prince?

Shen Weicang remembered that Rokol's president seemed to have been married several times. His current wife was Chinese, and the children they gave birth to took their mother's surname.

No wonder his last name is Cheng.

Cheng Songzhou sighed: "I didn't sexually harass her. I just wanted to make friends with this lady."

"It's a pity that she doesn't lack friends," Bo Yushen refused to give in, "Please stop pestering her."

Cheng Songzhou bit his lip in hatred, and a vicious look flashed in his beautiful eyes.

He remembered this man. Fortunately, he was a friend. He was just a bodyguard. After the show was over, he would teach this bodyguard a lesson.

He reluctantly returned to his seat, frequently looking towards Shen Weicang's position.

She still sat upright, with one leg raised and her hands elegantly placed on her knees. The bodyguard next to her asked her about her well-being, but she just turned her head slightly to listen.

"Cangcang, come and disinfect," Bo Yushen took out a disinfectant wipe and wanted to pull Shen Weicang's hand to wipe it for her, but she raised her hand to avoid it, and he felt a little sad, but he didn't care about that at this time, and handed the wipe directly to her.

"Cheng Songzhou may not have any virus."

Shen Weicang was a little curious: "Why?"

He didn't even touch me just now, so why do I need to disinfect?

Bo Yushen wiped his hands and explained, "This underwear show was held because of him, Rokol. He must be a dirty man."

Shen Weicang: "......"

She was speechless for a moment, but wiped her hands honestly.

I never thought that Cheng Songzhou, who looks so clean and cute, is actually this kind of person.

It was not until the fashion show began that she finally understood why Bo Yushen was so nervous.

These male models are indeed...

There was no expression on her face, but her eyes were always watching. Fortunately, all the lights in the show were focused on the stage, so no one should notice that she was blushing with excitement, right?

The styles of the male models on the catwalk were very diverse. Some were very muscular and too big, which was not her style, so she glanced away.

Some of them had fair skin and firm muscles, with perfect chest and abdominal muscles that complemented their body shapes. Shen Weicang tried hard to take a few more glances.

Some of them have bronze skin and shiny muscles, but they are not overdeveloped, which is pleasing to the eye. Shen Weicang also admired them.

It was rare that these male models had also done body hair care, and most of them were within Shen Weicang's aesthetic range. She found it pleasing to the eye and felt happy.

Bo Yushen was a little restless. He really couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he glanced at Cang Cang, only to find that she was looking at the stage intently. Occasionally, spotlights flashed and her eyes were glowing.

As he watched, Bo Yushen was lost in thought. Cang Cang only looked cold, but he was very soft-hearted at heart. It was so rare for him to be so respectful to these male models.

Lu Zheng watched the whole show, then came over and whispered to Shen Weicang, "Cangcang, how was it?"

Shen Weicang smiled lightly: "Not bad."

After a few words, Lu Zheng was pestered by the rich woman and started chatting again. Bo Yushen quickly said to Shen Weicang:

"Cang Cang, there are no more links to follow. Let's go out first. It seems that Ms. Lu has something important to discuss. We won't disturb her."

Seeing Shen Weicang stand up, Cheng Songzhou immediately followed.

As soon as he walked out, Bo Yushen's eyes changed, and he hugged Shen Weicang, who hadn't reacted yet, and hid to the side.

An iron rod as thick as an adult man's wrist fell down, bringing with it a strong wind, and Shen Weicang felt scared.

Bo Yushen must be sick. These people want to beat him, why is he hugging himself?

She struggled, trying to get out of his arms, but Bo Yushen reminded her softly:

"Cang Cang, it's dangerous. Stay with me. I will protect you."

Shen Weicang: "...Brother Bo, I can't drag you down."

"It's okay, I can protect you, trust me."

Bo Yushen's protective instinct was aroused, and he only thought about protecting his sweetheart from the evil people, and he didn't realize that these people were coming for him.

Shen Weicang was speechless. Who was dragging whom down? She said something nice and Bo Yushen took it seriously.

Three or four burly men in black were staring at Bo Yushen, and through the headphones they heard their boss' orders, telling them not to hurt the lady.

Cheng Songzhou was very angry. Did the bodyguard keep her by his side because he knew that he didn't want the lady to get hurt?

What a deep conspiracy, who is the bodyguard?

His eyes were cold and his teeth were clenched, but he finally forced himself to smile and walked forward: "What's going on?"

"This man looks like the traitor wanted a few days ago!"

One of the men in black lied with his eyes open and reported to Cheng Songzhou seriously: "He must have those things on him!"

Cheng Songzhou glanced at Bo Yushen and pretended to be displeased: "Your eyes are really useless. He is a good friend of this lady."

He deliberately emphasized the word "good friend" to make it full of sarcasm.

A bodyguard is just a bodyguard, but fortunately he is also a friend.

Bo Yushen held Shen Weicang in his arms expressionlessly and continued to walk out. Cheng Songzhou followed him:

"Ma'am, I'm very sorry that you were frightened. You can leave your contact information and address, and I will arrange for someone to send you an apology gift."

Shen Weicang subconsciously hid in Bo Yushen's arms. She didn't want to catch any disease.

Cheng Songzhou sensed her resistance to him and thought that his people were too rude just now, which led to misunderstanding.

He smiled sincerely: "Ma'am, I have absolutely no ill intentions, please believe me."

It won't work even if there is no malice.

Bo Yushen hugged her tightly, protecting her completely in his arms again. He and Cheng Songzhou looked at each other, one with contempt in his eyes and the other with a cold light in his eyes.

"Mr. Cheng, you should go back and appease the model," Bo Yushen said sarcastically, "We don't need any apology gifts."

Before Cheng Songzhou could say anything, his cell phone rang.

He picked up the phone and saw that it was his sister calling. He hung up without hesitation. Seeing that the two were about to leave, he shamelessly followed them:

"Miss......"