The wooden beauty of Young Master Sheng(15)

 Chapter 15: Do You Not Like It Anymore

She pointed to his pocket, "Aren't you going to eat?" Sheng Mingsi, somewhat surprised, suddenly found it amusing. He extinguished his cigarette and took out the ice cream from his pocket, feeling the cold sensation against his skin. Seeing her blank gaze fixed on him, he felt a flutter at his brow. Tearing off the lid, he took a bite, the coldness reaching his heart as it passed through his teeth. His expression, cool and lively, made the ice cream seem more enticing. Closing the box, he spoke coldly, "I've eaten. You can leave now." Jiang Chenchen's gaze remained on his face. Contemplating for a moment, she took the ice cream from his hand, "Don't you like it?" "...Hey?!" Sheng Mingsi tried to stop her, but she had already tasted it with a spoon he had used. "Same taste." She lowered her head, "Why don't you like it anymore?" Unexpectedly, Sheng Mingsi sensed a hint of disappointment in her tone, but what did that have to do with him? "I just don't like it anymore. What's the reason for not liking something?" He threw out these words and left with his hands in his pockets. The temperature inside the pocket cooled, making him pause for a moment, but he continued walking without stopping. The girl followed him. He sneered; being entangled like this made him feel annoyed. But she didn't catch up. Jiang Chenchen encountered trouble. A few drunken men at the bar entrance surrounded her. "Beauty, come in for a drink?" "You look pretty good!" "Don't be shy, come on." "Hey, what's the beauty holding?" One of the men took the ice cream from her hand, feeling it with his hands, then quickly threw it on the ground. "What is this, so cold?" "Or is it the beauty's face that's soft~!" The man continued, trying to touch her face. No touch. Jiang Chenchen watched as the ice cream was trampled by the man on the ground, a change in her expression. When the man approached her, she grabbed his neck with one hand. The drunk man was shocked. Despite his strength, he felt difficulty breathing! He reached out to push her, struggling hard. Jiang Chenchen, however, pushed him onto the open car door. The car stopped, and her hand did not relent. The man couldn't even scream; it seemed like someone might lose their life. The other two drunken men didn't sense the danger and instead approached jokingly. "Oh, little sister has some strength!" "With a waist so slim and hands so delicate, can she really strangle someone?" "Let me touch and see." As they approached, a man in black got out of the car and pushed them away. One man was punched in the face, and the other two fell to the ground. Sheng Mingsi didn't pay attention to the two on the ground but went to pull Jiang Chencheng's hand. "Let go of him quickly, or he might die from your strangulation!" Jiang Chenchen looked at him. "The ice cream was thrown away." Her face remained expressionless, but her voice contained a hint of a sob. Sheng Mingsi hadn't expected to hear this reason. When someone is fragile, anything can trigger that nerve, especially considering her recent release from the hospital. His tone softened, almost coaxing, but awkward because he hadn't consoled anyone before. His ice-cold voice carried a few hints of tenderness, quite awkward. "It's okay. How much do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you." Jiang Chenchen looked at him. "But you don't like it anymore." Sheng Mingsi patiently explained, "I like it, but I'm afraid of the cold." "Really?" "Really, I'm not lying to you." As he spoke, Sheng Mingsi loosened her hand from the man's neck. 

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