Wen Yaoting burst into laughter. "Break off the engagement with a beauty such as Jiang Ruiling?"

Hearing him utter her name from his disgusting mouth almost made Shen Yang strangle him.

"Or is it that…" Wen Yaoting smirked and leaned towards him, "you secretly love your young mistress and this is just an excuse you are jumping on to break us apart?"

Shen Yang emanated an a deathly cold aura that froze the temperature of the corridor. Even Wen Yaoting felt suffocating as if a mountain crushed him.

*Meowww*

Lihua, the cat suddenly raised her paws and scratched his face with her tiny but sharp claws.

"Ow!"

He covered his cheek, feeling the sting of his scar.

Lihua majestically retracted her paws and narrowed her green irises in danger.

I don't like you. Don't come so closer, you filthy human. You almost killed me with your horrible smell!

Wen Yaoting stomped his foot. "You! How dare this cat scratch my face!?"

Shen Yang coldly smiled. "Even an animal understands what kind of a person you are."

"Shut up! Throw this cat away or I will beat her up! My face! This bastard ruined my face!"

Shen Yang mocked. "Are you sure you want to throw Madam Lixue's cat? I think you wouldn't want to offend the Mafia King's wife."

He widened his eyes and immediately sombered up.

This cat is hers!?

Wen Yaoting gritted his teeth and took a deep breath.

Fuck!

"I will let this go for now! Now get out of my way!"

Shen Yang didn't. "Not before you clear your intentions towards young mistress."

"Hah! What other intentions will I have? I will marry Jiang Ruiling and make her my wife. Don't tell me that she is so narrow-minded. It's just helping a poor waitress. Is she that heartless not to let me even extend a helping hand in need?"

He snorted. "Don't expect me to stay away from women. I can and will have women friends and my marriage with her has got nothing to do with it. Now if you will excuse me, I have to leave. If you insist to block my way, I might need to have a word with the Old Madam about your and Jiang Ruiling's…probable intimate relationship?"

The threat in his words was clear. If he rooted any suspicion in Old Madam's mind, it would be the end of her and Shen Yang. He knew how cruel she could get. Not only that, the rumor about her love with a bodyguard would force her to bear harsh criticisms from the society.

Wen Yaoting smirked and left.

Lihua, the cat was really perceptive and immediately sensed the change in his feelings.

Guess I should have scratched his face a little more…

In front of the bridal chamber, Shen Yang saw Jiang Ninghong step out. He respectfully said, "Madam. Boss is waiting for you in the hall."

"Hm."

As soon as she left, Shen Yang hastily entered the room. Lihua jumped from his arms and immediately found her cozy spot to rest.

"Young mistress!"

Jiang Ruiling raised her brow. "Shen Yang."

His brows furrowed in a strained expression as he said, "Young mistress… you cannot go ahead with this engagement."

She was visibly surprised. "Why?"

"Young mistress, I just saw Wen Yaoting flirting with a waitress in the corridor. It is your engagement ceremony tonight, yet he is so audacious to act like that. Young mistress, how can you marry a man like that? He will never respect you! He will definitely have affairs behind your back. For someone like him, one woman is never enough. You will never be happy with him."

Jiang Ruiling seemed unfazed by his revelation. "Hmm…"

She took two steps towards him and raised her chin as she met his anxious gaze. "So who do you think I will be happy with?"

Shen Yang's eyelashes mildly quivered.

"Young mistress, I am sure there must be a much more suitable man than Wen Yaoting for you. He is already like this now. He will only become more arrogant after marriage. Please don't go ahead with this…"

His last sentence sounded more like begging her to stop.

She smiled. "Shen Yang. Like you always say, you are just my bodyguard. Unless you are saying all these things to me as a man and not a servant, I cannot respond to you. Servants are not supposed to interfere with their master's personal life."

He stiffened.

"Young mistress, I am your bodyguard and protecting you is my duty."

"Protecting me from physical harm is your duty. It's not in your job description to save my heart."

He had no answer to that.

Jiang Ruiling passed by him, but Shen Yang stopped her way again. He lowered his head and bowed before her as the last solution he could think of. "Young mistress please…" his voice faltered, "You still have time. Please back out of this marriage. I beg you…"

She trembled seeing his gesture and for a moment, she stepped forward to hug him. But she stopped herself.

She gave a wry smile. "You can lower your head in front of me but not admit your feelings for me…"

Silence.

She walked past and left the room. Shen Yang quietly remained standing. In frustration and helplessness, he punched his fist on the wall. His knuckles bruised and turned red, but he didn't care.

He shut his eyes in despair.

Young mis-

Jiang Ruiling…

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"Lihua! Lihua! Where are you?"

At the grand ceremony hall, Lihua, the human was pitifully looking for Lihua, the cat.

She sobbed. "Where are you, Lihua? Why did you run away from me?"

"So, you already lost her, huh?" A snickering cold voice came from above.

Suddenly, her gaze landed on a pair of feet and she slowly raised her head. She dryly smiled at Mingshen who was enjoying her misery.

"Of course you are here too…"

Mingshen lazily leaned on the pillar. "I see she has betrayed you too. Who is the new owner she has found for her this time?"