Lu Sheng was dressed quite simply today.
A white vintage-style thick linen shirt adorned her top, featuring delicate rose embroidery at the cuffs. The slightly open neckline revealed her collarbone and the subtle pendant of her necklace.
Tucked in at the waist, the shirt outlined her slender figure, while her lower half was clad in light-blue skinny jeans, which made her legs appear slim and long, finished with a pair of high-top lace-up canvas shoes.
At first glance, this attire might seem unspectacular, similar to that of an average high school student.
But paired with the girl’s delicately featured face, even the most inconspicuous clothing gained an understated elegance and casual beauty.
Without uttering a word, passersby who glanced at her, however casually, found it difficult to look away.
Lu Sheng appeared before that square table, where a balding, overweight foreigner with blue eyes had been drinking water.
When she suddenly sat down opposite him, the man seemed quite taken aback, or rather, he was unprepared for such a beautiful girl sitting before him.
He choked heavily on his water, and the next second, without caring for anything else, he banged his glass down on the table and began to cough violently, his face turning red.
"Cough, cough... cough cough..."
Lu Sheng thought she had surprised Chen Shu by arriving so suddenly.
Seeing him coughing non-stop from the water he choked on, she immediately stood up after sitting down and went over to help him pat his back to ease his breathing, "I apologize, Mr. Chen. I didn’t mean to startle you."
Once the man’s coughing started to subside, Lu Sheng quickly took two tissues from the table and handed them to him, apologizing, "I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to appear so abruptly. Are you alright?"
"I’m fine..."
The man finally recovered from choking, his face still flushed but his eyes fixated on Lu Sheng as he asked, "What is your name, miss beautiful?"
As soon as the man spoke, Lu Sheng immediately realized she had mistaken him for someone else.
Chen Shu’s Chinese on the phone was so fluent it was almost indistinguishable from that of a Chinese person, and his voice was husky and pleasant to hear.
But this foreigner’s command of the Chinese language clearly was not proficient, and even his pronunciation was awkward, as if he had learned the language but hadn’t mastered the tones yet.
So, Lu Sheng took a deep breath and immediately stepped back, "... I’m sorry, sir, I mistook you for someone else. Excuse me."
As Lu Sheng was about to turn and leave, the man hurriedly grabbed her, "Wait a minute, miss, even a mistaken encounter is a form of fate. I think we could be friends..."
The man’s sudden grab at her wrist made Lu Sheng frown.
She frowned, intending to shake off his hand, but before she could act, a woman suddenly burst out of nowhere and pushed her hard from behind—
Ever since You Yi came to look for her, Lu Sheng had restrained her Soul Power.
With her Soul Power released, she was highly sensitive to danger around her. But during the two months of recuperation at home, there had been no need for Lu Sheng to be constantly on guard, so she had kept her Soul Power retracted.
Meaning, for the past two months until just now, she had been in the state of an average human.
It was precisely because of this, plus the fact that the woman came over so abruptly, that she couldn’t prepare herself.
Caught off guard by a fierce shove, if Lu Sheng hadn’t reacted quickly, propping herself up with her hands before hitting the table, she might have banged her waist directly on the corner of the table.
The glass that was originally placed on the table fell to the ground with a loud "snap" due to the shake, attracting the attention of many around.
Almost concurrently with pushing Lu Sheng, the woman began to curse loudly.
"Are girls nowadays so shameless, hitting on someone despite knowing they’re engaged?"
"Have you never seen a foreigner before? You’re rushing forward to throw yourself at him, how shameless!"
Lu Sheng looked up and met the fierce gaze of the woman in front of her.
The woman appeared to be in her late twenties, with a sophisticated makeup featuring fiery red lips. Despite it being winter, her legs were bare beneath a tight-fitting long skirt that hugged her curvaceous figure, and she wore a pure white fur wrap over her upper body.
When this woman saw her face, she was visibly stunned for a second, and then the anger in her eyes intensified.
"Ha, young lady, you look like a student, don’t you?"
"I just went to the restroom to touch up my makeup for a moment, and here you are flirting with my fiancé and pulling and tugging at him."
"At such a young age, not learning good things, relying on the fact you’re somewhat pretty, thinking of seducing men, and dreaming of marrying a wealthy foreigner to rise in status? Have you no shame at all?"
Out in the open, the woman ranted and raved like this. Lu Sheng withdrew her hand from the table corner and stood upright.
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