One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire’s Sweet Love

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Mu Yazhe slightly lifted his proud jaws and gazed deeply at Yun Shishi.

An unexplained unhappiness surged inside him.

He looked up just in time to see her hide behind Gu Xingze like a startled cat, totally unnerving him.

She was so wary of him, yet she was so close to another man. That really put him off. He gave her one last penetrating look before turning away and leisurely occupying the sofa.

The atmosphere was bizarre and awkward for a moment.

Little Yichen stood at the side, his handsome little face also showing a trace of disdain.

Somehow, he felt unhappy at the knowledge that Yun Shishi was Gu Xingze’s partner.

He felt that she would be more compatible with his father and was startled by this thought.

Oh, god… Why did he have such a thought? It was too ridiculous.

Still, somehow, he felt a strange and unexplainable closeness to the woman.Why?

The little lad was thrown off his guard.

The two were indeed father and son; they had the same demanding temperament of wanting to have their ways.

Mu Wanrou swept her haughty eyes around the room. Her gaze fell on Yun Shishi and felt a thorn in her eyes.

The elegant gown on Yun Shishi was too glaringly beautiful.

She sauntered over and condescendingly eyed Yun Shishi, her lips curling into a smirk.

“Oh, Xingze. When did you lower your taste to get such a low-class woman to be your partner?” Mu Wanrou continued to look at Yun Shishi disdainfully; her lips were still curled into a seemingly spurious smile. She was about the same height as Yun Shishi, but the eight-inch heels she was wearing gave her the edge to arrogantly look down on the latter. She was just like an empress peering down at a lowly maid.

Yun Shishi calmly met her eyes without anger or fear.

“This is a masterpiece designed by Helen from Fashion Week’s Gold Award! Who gave you the rights to wear it?” Mu Wanrou proudly lifted her jaws high.

When Alan heard her question, he politely said with his shoulders shrinking in fear, “Young Mistress Mu, I was the one who let her try on…”

“You?” She angrily snapped at him, “Do you know how expensive this dress is? Who gave you the authority to try it on her?”

“It’s me,” Gu Xingze answered calmly, explaining, “I judged that this beautiful gown would look good on Shishi.”

Shishi? Why is he addressing her so intimately?

Mu Yazhe’s eyes sank deeper.

The unhappiness in his heart grew even more.

Mu Wanrou softened her tone toward Gu Xingze. “Xingze, this is a masterpiece by Master Helen that is worth a fortune; how can you bear…”

“She is worth it; besides, Shishi really looks good in it.” He lowered his gaze at Yun Shishi and reached out his hand to tidy a stray sideburn.

This subtle yet affectionate gesture stung a few people present, especially Mu Yazhe. The displeasure in his eyes deepened.

Sh*t. He did mind.

He actually cared if someone else touched her; it was such an eyesore…

This kind of feeling was so d*mn irritating.

Mu Wanrou did not notice the inscrutable expression on Mu Yazhe’s face as she went on, “Xingze, tonight is Huanyu Entertainment’s yearly gala. Many important guests, as well as entertainment media, will be attending it. Aren’t you worried of losing face by bringing such an unremarkable partner?”

Qin Zhou frowned with dissatisfaction at her mean words.

Alan quietly added, “I feel that… Miss Yun looks very good in this dress!”

Mu Wanrou pursed her bright-red lips and gave a sharp warning look at Alan, who promptly shut his mouth in fear.

Han Yuyan was happy, though. She disliked Yun Shishi with her poor and unremarkable background. The growing disgust within her was vented through Mu Wanrou’s timely malicious words. She mockingly said with a touch of schadenfreude, “Young Mistress Mu has a point. The poor will always be poor no matter how they dress up. Is a sparrow here trying to be a phoenix? Dream on!”

Mu Wanrou smoothed her sleeve and gracefully crossed her arms. What Han Yuyan had just addressed her with was music to her ears.

Han Yuyan’s words could be as sweet as honey when they could help her climb higher.

She took Shao Dong’s arm as she said with a disdainful and provoking smile, “It is better if she stops shaming herself and returns to her slum!”

Qin Zhou raised an eyebrow at that and asked sarcastically, “If our Shishi is poor, then how about Miss Heavenly Han?”

Han Yuyan was dumbfounded.

Of course, she was also poor!