NOVEL ONLINE FREE Chapter 32:
Chapter 32: Not Anxious At All!
Su Hongmian didn’t dare lift her head from Shen Anyu’s chest until he pulled her out of the men’s luxury boutique. Only then did she slowly raise her head, her face still blushing bright red. She kept her head down, too shy to speak.
Shen Anyu teased, “Why are you in such a rush? Do you think I’d pick that ghostly Zheng Lili over you? You’re the proud Aloof Heiress, the top campus beauty!”
Su Hongmian snorted at his provocation, grinding her teeth and saying, “I’m not worried about Zheng Lili stealing you. I just don’t want to lose to her—yes, that’s all it is! Whether you choose me or not, I’m not worried at all. Not even a little bit!”
Shen Anyu found her reaction amusing and didn’t tease the flustered Su Hongmian any further. He said with a smile, “Come on, I’m getting a bit hungry. Let’s grab a meal.”
As he spoke, he gently took Su Hongmian’s jade-like hand and led her toward a high-end restaurant inside Feimeng Mall.
Su Hongmian stared in a daze at her hand being held by Shen Anyu. Her beautiful eyes fell on his figure, and before she could stop herself, a smile curved on her lips.
They arrived at a French restaurant and ordered French-style steak, Boeuf Bourguignon, Niçoise salad, tomato cream soup, caviar with black truffles, a few desserts, and two glasses of red wine.
The meal cost tens of thousands, naturally tasted excellent, and the restaurant was a well-known internet-famous spot. Many so-called socialites would come here just to take pictures and post them online.
Su Hongmian used to love this French cuisine. But now, as she ate, it all seemed dull and tasteless. Her elegant brows furrowed slightly.
Shen Anyu’s eyes shimmered with amusement. Once someone had tasted dishes made with his Extraordinary Culinary Skills, how could they enjoy anything else?
They say the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. But women love delicious food too.
Of course, for men, the most delicious feast… is a beautiful woman.
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
Just then, Su Hongmian’s phone, resting on the table, suddenly vibrated.
Out of reflex, she picked it up and answered the call.
A magnetic and elegant voice came from the other end, “Mianmian, it’s already past seven in the evening. Where are you? Aren’t you coming home for dinner?”
Her home was near Magic Capital University, so she didn’t stay in the dormitory but lived with her family instead.
Hearing the voice of her mother, Su Wanqing, Su Hongmian instantly turned pale with panic and looked at Shen Anyu with pleading eyes.
But Shen Anyu just smiled mischievously.
“Mianmian? Mianmian, why aren’t you talking? Did something happen?”
“M-Mom, it’s nothing… I’m just having dinner with a friend outside,” Su Hongmian replied nervously.
On the other end, Su Wanqing slightly frowned. She could tell from her daughter’s rapid breathing and trembling voice that something was off.
Having raised her from birth, she naturally knew her daughter well. She wasn’t telling the truth—something was definitely up.
Having dinner with a friend?
A subtle smile crossed Su Wanqing’s face as she said teasingly, “Mianmian, are you having dinner with Anyu? You don’t need to hide it from me. I’m not some old relic. If you and your boyfriend are having dinner together, of course I’m fine with it.”
Shen Anyu smiled and took the phone, then said, “Good evening, Aunt Su. I’m indeed having dinner with Mianmian. I told her she didn’t need to hide it from you, but she was too shy to say anything.”
Su Wanqing let out a quiet sigh of relief. Just now, her daughter’s state had worried her, but knowing it was her boyfriend, she felt reassured.
She spoke gently, “Anyu, take good care of Mianmian. With you there, I feel at ease.”
After a brief pause, Su Wanqing hesitated, then said with a hint of embarrassment, “Make sure you two stay safe. Mianmian is still in university.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she quickly hung up the phone, clearly feeling awkward too.
After the call ended, Su Hongmian visibly let out a sigh of relief. Her beautiful eyes glared at Shen Anyu in shame and frustration.
Shen Anyu looked at her with a half-smile and said slowly, “Aunt Su makes a good point, Mianmian. Don’t you think so?”
Su Hongmian’s delicate face turned scarlet red, as if she’d gotten drunk on just one glass of wine. The proud Aloof Heiress looked as timid as a quail at that moment…
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It was past 9 a.m. the next morning. Su Hongmian had already gone to Magic Capital University for her full day of classes.
After dropping her off, Shen Anyu returned to his hotel, lounging in the swimming pool, feeling completely relaxed.
“As the ancients say, life lies in movement. Truly, the ancients didn’t deceive me!”
After this noble-sounding declaration, a thoughtful look returned to Shen Anyu’s eyes.
“Her affection level rose a little—it’s at ninety-nine now.”
“With this much favorability, she’s already at the level of life-and-death devotion, willing to die for love!”
“But getting that last point to reach a hundred… that’s going to be difficult.”
“I need to work harder.”
Su Hongmian’s affection level was now ninety-nine. Any further increase was extremely difficult. At this point, if Shen Anyu were to die, Su Hongmian would be willing to follow him in death.
Trying to raise it further was no easy task. Shen Anyu had no good solution for it at the moment. It was best to resolve it early.
“I need to broaden my options.”
After lounging for a while and enjoying a wonderful lunch, Shen Anyu thought of the third Chosen One—Wei Yun, the assassin-turned-bodyguard.
“Endurance, restraint, pain, struggle, quiet devotion… You’re the king of the dark world, yet you’re acting like the tortured female lead of a melodramatic romance novel. What’s the point?”
Shen Anyu shook his head, a calm and carefree smile appearing in his eyes.
“Let me help you end this pain. No need to thank me—after all, I’m the Supreme Nice Guy of Destiny…”