The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The man's gaze shifted slowly and only then did he spot the petite pretty woman behind Sheng Yize.

She had a small face and bright black eyes. Her waist was a little thick for her build, but one could tell at a glance that she wasn't chubby, but pregnant.

The man finally woke up from his trance and realized that he was looking at Sheng Yize's wife!

Recalling the indiscreet comment he had just made, he almost wanted to slap himself.

Mentioning some secretary in front of his wife? He had to be out of his mind!

"I'm sorry, Mr. Sheng. I'm not from Yu City and I didn't know you were married…" the man said in an ingratiating tone.

Sheng Yize smiled. "You know now."

"Yes! Yes, of course!"

Those that had heard the conversation spread the news and right away, everyone in the room knew that Sheng Yize and An Xiaxia were married!

They hadn't had a wedding, so naturally most people had no idea. This way, Sheng Yize had officially acknowledged An Xiaxia as his wife in public!

"When can we expect a wedding?"

"Well… I'll let my wife decide that." Sheng Yize wrapped An Xiaxia up in his arms, which attracted many envious looks.

"What are you doing?" An Xiaxia whispered.

Sheng Yize said calmly, "Since my wife won't recognize me, I'll have to make myself recognized."

Pfft —

Mr. Idol, you're getting more brazen-faced by the minute!

After the man left, Sheng Yize turned to Feng Rui, who was trembling like a quail. "Mr… Mr. Sheng… "

"You were the one taking care of the contract, weren't you?" Sheng Yize gazed at her with piercing eyes. Feng Rui tried to make up an excuse. "Yes, I was going to take the file to you, but then…"

Then she had lost the file and thought it wasn't a big deal, so she didn't ask the company for another copy.

Sheng Yize smirked. "And then? You lost it? Forgot it? Or do you have some other excuse?"

Feng Rui racked her brain, but still couldn't find an excuse good enough. She had no choice but to stammer an apology. "I'm sorry. It won't happen again…"

"Heh." Sheng Yize cracked his knuckles. Seeing this reaction, An Xiaxia was smart enough to step away a little.

Sheng Yize was angry.

"I have doubts about your work capability, Miss Feng." Sheng Yize's face looked grim. "We don't keep idle employees around in Shengshi. Miss Feng, you can hand in your resignation letter to the HR department."

Feng Rui panicked. "Mr. Sheng, don't do that to me… I'm sorry. I can do better. Sob…"

Sheng Yize looked disgusted. "Stop acting. You're not her and that tone won't work!"

Boom —

As if a thunderbolt had exploded in her head, Feng Rui clutched at the lower hem of her clothes.

She had a file on Sheng Yize, which included the type of woman he liked. It was said that he preferred the cute ones that could talk sweetly. She had acted accordingly ever since getting into the company, but Sheng Yize had never given her a second glance.

Her gaze shifted to An Xiaxia. Recalling the tone she had used just then, Feng Rui suddenly realized that all along, she had been pretending to be An Xiaxia.

How ironic.

She ran out of the hotel in tears.

An Xiaxia mumbled, "Why, I thought you liked that type."

It worked every time she cosied up to him.

Sheng Yize pinched her cheek. "I only like it from you. Here, play cute with me."

"… You pervert!" An Xiaxia covered her chest with her arms. Her leg was suddenly gripped by something and she looked down. A pair of bright eyes looked back at her.