Feng Sheng had come from the same wedding revenue as Luo Yangyang, but he had another appointment and did not go to the private room.

He was just taking a walk in the halls when someone suddenly ran into him. His face immediately turned cold and he subconsciously reached his arms out to push the person away.

Luo Yangyang was wearing a pink dress. Under the lighting, her small face seemed to be flushed. Her whole person seemed to be tempting like a sweet peach, constricting the throats of those who see her. Seeing that it was her, the half-lifted hand abruptly stopped.

The already dizzy Luo Yangyang became even dizzier after colliding. She looked into his cold face and her eyelashes shuddered, suddenly not as muddled. “Big Brother?”

Blinking those large obsidian eyes and after confirming that the person was indeed Feng Sheng, Luo Yangyang felt a bit relieved. Her small hand clung onto his shirt, like she was clutching onto a lifeline, and pleaded: “Big Brother, save me…”

She was hot, so so hot.

Even if Feng Sheng doesn’t acknowledge her, she is still the daughter of his stepmother. He probably wouldn’t just stand by the side and let her die, right?

The second Jiang Haifeng exited the room, he saw Luo Yangyang in the arms of some random man. Seeing her so eagerly clinging onto him, his mouth curled in disdain.

Thankfully, this contempt didn’t reach his eyes. Once he saw that the man she was holding onto was Feng Sheng, he broke out in cold sweat.

How come Feng Sheng is here?

Didn’t he say he wasn’t attending the late party?

Feng Sheng coldly glared at Jiang Haifeng, and then looked at the pitiful and pleading little girl, her small and tender face completely red.

Her blush was a bit suspicious. Through his shirt, he could feel her hand’s abnormally high temperature. His cold eyes narrowed as he comprehended the situation.

This Jiang Haifeng was quite sinister when dealing with women.

“Save me, Big Brother…” Seeing Jiang Haifeng chase her, Luo Yangyang subconsciously moved closer to Feng Sheng. Her lips were trembling.

Even though she had not gone to these places before, it wasn’t like she didn’t know anything about them.

She had not met Jiang Haifeng before today and did not understand why he would target her.

But her body had no strength anymore. If Feng Sheng doesn’t help her, it would be hard for her to escape tonight.

Luo Yangyang’s pleads for help made Jiang Haifeng nervous, even afraid.

Even though Feng Sheng was only a few years older than him, but everyone had heard of his ruthless methods in the capital. His eyes flashed and he didn’t dare look straight at Feng Sheng.

He’s going to get killed by Ye Shayan’s stupid plan!

Didn’t he, Feng Sheng, say that he didn’t acknowledge Luo Yangyang as his little sister?

Under her begging and Jiang Haifeng’s nervous demeanor, Feng Sheng finally placed a hand on Luo Yangyang’s small trembling shoulders.

However, he didn’t have the attitude of a guardian and shield her in his arms.

On the contrary, he forcefully pushed her away onto the floor.

Instantly, vertigo hit the ruthlessly shoved away Luo Yangyang hard, enough to forget about the pain momentarily.

She looked up at Feng Sheng with moist, muddled eyes.

He stood tall in front of her, like an untouchable emperor, and didn’t even bother to glance down at her.

From his cold, chiseled features and deep, black eyes, Luo Yangyang clearly saw disgust and dislike.

He hates her…

Her heart shuddered and she quickly retracted her gaze, hiding the pain.

Her step-father voluntarily married her mother; no one was forcing him. They, mother and daughter pair, were also not in it for money. Feng Sheng was not willing to see her, but is he really hanging her out to dry?

As if confirming Luo Yangyang’s thoughts, Feng Sheng gracefully walked past her, as if nothing had happened, walking away in cold blood.