Lu Weisheng maintained his smile, but it was a tight one held with pain. He was on the urge of returning Yang Zheyan's kick in full power. How can someone who looks like a pure angel actually be the devil! He wanted to rip off that fake mask of Yang Zheyan. 

If he did, maybe, Xiong Jingfei will run for her life while she still had time. She will find out he is not as "nice" as he had shown her. If he shown her any of his nice side. There was also a possible chance of her breaking off the engagement between them because of deception. Then, Yang Zheyan would become his blind date buddy! 

Lu Weisheng laughed to himself, thinking of this.

'Is your friend alright?" Xiong Jingfei asked Yang Zheyan, showing him her tablet. 

"Yes, sometimes he is a bit crazy. It's a condition he was born with." Yang Zheyan answered, feeling a bit better after saying that about Lu Weisheng. 

As fast he became a little crazy, Lu Weisheng took control of himself just as quickly. He tossed out the idea of breaking them apart. Who in their right mind would want to sabotage a marriage with the Yang's family? There are others wis.h.i.+ng to even have a small connection with them. Plus, she will marry their only son and heir.

"How impolite of me for not introducing myself. My name is Lu- Ah!" Lu Weisheng yelped, rubbing his left s.h.i.+n that got kicked twice in a row. As if trying to comfort his legs, he murmured, "My pretty legs, how can you get injured three times? You poor thing!"

'I believe you.' Xiong Jingfei wrote on her tablet, but hid it under her arm so Lu Weisheng wouldn't see it. 

"Mn." Yang Zheyan nodded his head. 

Lu Weisheng looked up after rubbing his left s.h.i.+n. His glare intended for Yang Zheyan was met with Yang Zheyan's fiercer eyes. Telling him to pick a different name, any name! Besides his own name, Lu Weisheng! The name his mother and father gave him and the name he was raised with. 

Lu Weisheng's gaze eventually met Xiong Jingfei. Probably looking for sympathy or hoping she noticed the perpetrator to his injuries. 

She gave him an awkward smile at his abrupt shout. There wasn't much to say even if she could talk. However, he did a great job of capturing the entire cafe's attention, something he was well aware of. 

Lu Weisheng returned Xiong Jingfei's awkward smile with an idea. Indeed it was a great one! He will wipe that smug smile off his kicker's face. He wept on the inside, jealousy can make one turn against you.

"Um, h-here you go." The waitress returned with Lu Weisheng's chocolate cake. She almost dropped it when he shouted from out of nowhere. It was their last piece too. 

Yup, a total playboy. Yang Zheyan took noticed of the small piece of paper slipped along with the plate. The waitress blushed when she saw that Yang Zheyan saw it too. She quickly returned back to the counter but continued to steal quick peeks at them. 

"Excuse me, can I have your number?" A brave young woman confidently walked up to their table and handed her phone to Yang Zheyan. It should also be noted, she was wearing a white dress similar to Xiong Jingfei. 

Thanks to Lu Weisheng's playboy way of asking someone for their number. These women in the cafe were brave enough to walk up and ask for his, thinking he was like Lu Weisheng. One of the many things Yang Zheyan did not like to deal with, women. Then he realized he doesn't have to! His women's repeller was sitting right next to him!

The woman brazenly pushed her phone closer to Yang Zheyan. Knowing Xiong Jingfei and he was an item with his loud announcement. She didn't care and will try with her luck. Sadly, she didn't get the reaction she wanted. 

Yang Zheyan backed away from her immediately. He wanted all of these women to stay far away from him as much as possible. Weird rashes will start popping out of nowhere even with the smallest touch. Including when he is wearing clothes, somehow, rashes will still appear where he was touched. His backing away caused his shoulders to lean against Xiong Jingfei's thin shoulders. 

Lu Weisheng took a bite of his cake, expecting this was going to happen and Yang Zheyan's reaction. He watched as the woman blushed deep red at his strong rejection.

Xiong Jingfei's heart skipped a beat at the small skins.h.i.+p between them. She remembered why she hates being around him. He made her feel weird, and her heart will start beating erratically. So without thinking it twice, she pushed him away from her. 

However, unknowingly to both, most of Yang Zheyan's weight was put on that one shoulder leaning against Xiong Jingfei for support. The second she pushed him away, his side slipped, and his head landed right on her shoulder. 

"Oh, darling~, you're so direct with what you want to happen between us." Yang Zheyan laughed, adjusting his head on her shoulder and wrapped his arms around her waist. He continued to lay his head on her shoulder, happily. "I am happy to oblige."

The woman turned into a whole new color of red with the rejection she received from Yang Zheyan.

Meanwhile, Lu Weisheng was having a hard time digesting his cake. He wasn't sure if he still knows the Yang Zheyan being all lovey-dovey in front of him. Did he accidentally enter into a parallel world?

"Darling~, no one in the world can look as good as you in this white dress. No matter what you wear, you will always look dazzling! Even if you were to wear a brown paper bag, you will always be the best in my eyes." Yang Zheyan inched himself closer to Xiong Jingfei's ear and whispered, "I helped you before. It's your turn."

The tip of Xiong Jingfei's ears turned pinkish and became tingly. His warm breath brus.h.i.+ng up against her earlobes made her heartthrob. She was hoping he wouldn't hear the sound of her heart beating against her chest. 

Xiong Jingfei peered up at the woman, who still stood there waiting for his answer. Wow, she was shocked. Most would have walked off crying with the way he rejected her. She wasn't sure how to help 'Lu Weisheng.' 

So, she relied on her instinct on how she shows love to her beloved one waiting at home for her. Putting one of her hand on Yang Zheyan's head. She began patting him. Also, her awesome performance did not go without a convincing expression that she truly loved him.

From the bottom of her heart.