The Crippled Boss Loves Me

The socialites gathered around eagerly, their eyes glimmering with anticipation and gossip. Shen Hanxing came from a poor family, but not only did she marry into the Ji family, but her status also rose rapidly. Yet, she did not know how to restrain herself at all. Shen Hanxing was already married, but she still wanted to steal the limelight from them. It was too much!

Although many socialites who earned money while working for Shen Hanxing were now trying to build their own careers and stay at home, there were still many who could not get close to Shen Hanxing. Instead, they were compared to the other socialites and became a foil to her. These people inevitably hated Shen Hanxing, and the socialites that Lu Nuannuan had found were among those who were very dissatisfied with Shen Hanxing. They did not hide their ill intentions and covered their mouths as they laughed, "Why is Mrs. Ji ignoring us? Are you looking down on us? Do you need to be so haughty? Are you looking down on us so you don't even bother to greet us?"

As the socialites spoke in an eccentric tone, they secretly took out their phones and aimed the cameras at Shen Hanxing's back. They were prepared to capture her embarrassed look the moment she turned around.

"It's my fault." Seeing this, Lu Nuannuan was pleased. She put on a guilty look as if she was about to cry. "I accidentally got the paint on Mrs. Ji. Mrs. Ji, I'm sorry. Shall I take you to the guest room to change? There's a ballgown ready there. Don't worry, I'll compensate you for the dress you're wearing." As she spoke pitifully, she reached out to grab Shen Hanxing's arm, trying to force her to expose her face to the crowd of socialites and the cameras. "Mrs. Ji, let's go. There's no one else here, and it won't be good if someone else sees us. Mrs. Ji, I'll take you there."

A cold glint flashed across Shen Hanxing's eyes. With her back to Lu Nuannuan and the others, she said, "Don't worry, Miss Lu and the other ladies. It's just some paint. It's not a big deal." Her voice was light and calm as she said, "Please wait for me for a moment. Excuse me."

Wait a moment? Lu Nuannuan and the socialites looked at each other and almost burst out laughing. So what if they waited for a while? They were all waiting there. As long as Shen Hanxing moved, they would snap a photo of her. Could it be that Shen Hanxing knew how to perform magic and remove the paint on her dress when so many pairs of eyes were staring at her? The red paint was specially picked by Lu Nuannuan. It could not even be washed clean with water, and the color was very strong. Otherwise, why would she have endured the pungent smell of the paint all the way here?

Lu Nuannuan gloated at Shen Hanxing's misfortune, but she still said to her in an understanding manner, "Alright, Mrs. Ji. Don't worry. It's all my fault. I didn't hold the paint properly. I'll take responsibility."

That was what she said, but what responsibility could she bear? When Shen Hanxing was embarrassed, Lu Nuannuan would only laugh even louder! Therefore, she would not mind if Shen Hanxing asked them to wait for another ten minutes. After all, the longer they waited, the more anxious Shen Hanxing would feel. Lu Nuannuan was happy to see Shen Hanxing in such anxiousness!

Of course, Shen Hanxing knew what Lu Nuannuan was up to, but even so, she remained calm. She looked down and saw the other tools that Lu Nuannuan had brought. Of course, she had to go all out if she wanted to put on an act. Lu Nuannuan had even brought a brush, which made it convenient for Shen Hanxing. She examined the paint marks on her body and picked up a thin brush. After dipping it in some water, she said to Lu Nuannuan calmly, "I'll borrow your brush."

Against the sea breeze, the red paint on Shen Hanxing's dress had almost dried up, but it was smudged by the brush with clear water. After a few strokes, the beautiful flower petals were outlined. She then changed to another brush and dipped it in other colors to blend them into a faint ink-black color, and she drew the meridians of the flower petals. In an instant, the stain on her chest turned into a freehand and exquisite picture of intertwined flower branches under Shen Hanxing's brush. It was dignified and grand, and not only did it not stand out on the dress, but it also had an inexplicable beauty of a combination of the East and West. The winding branches accentuated the curves of her body.

After putting down the brush and letting the sea breeze dry the water, Shen Hanxing turned around with a smile and greeted the socialites arrogantly, "I'm sorry to have kept all of you waiting. It's a pleasure to meet all of you."