Shadow and Light: The Bride Who Clicks Her Way to Love-Chapter 393 - 406: I Know Xiaoling

Su Xingyu checked her watch; they had been here for too long and it was already time for the next session.

The men methodically claimed various spots, not caring whether Zhuang Heng’s team had finished, directly pushing aside equipment that was still operating.

"You guys!" Zhuang Heng’s photography assistant saw this and hurriedly tried to stop them, "How can you do this? If you break these pieces of equipment, will you compensate us?!"

"Compensate?" One of the men moving the equipment laughed, as if he’d heard a joke, looking at Zhuang Heng’s assistant like a clown, "Kid, get it straight, you’re the ones using our space, you’re over by a minute and thirty seconds! Our appearance fees are expensive; if you dawdle and don’t move your stuff, you’d have to sell these pieces of equipment to compensate us and even pay out of pocket! We’re being benevolent by moving your equipment; even if it does get damaged, the loss would be less than you paying up. Got it?"

Too arrogant.

Extremely arrogant.

The man didn’t lower his volume deliberately, everyone at the venue heard him clearly and shot him sidelong glances.

The people on Zhuang Heng’s side, as well as those with Su Xingyu, were secretly guessing who these people for the third session could be, how they could be so unconstrained even facing Blade Group.

Before they could find the answer, they saw the venue manager, sweating, eagerly run over with a grin, "Sorry, Sheng, our coordination with the venue wasn’t good, we delayed your time. We’ll give you an extra ten minutes for free, really sorry, really sorry."

Both Su Xingyu and Zhuang Heng were taken aback; during the previous sessions when disputes arose, the venue manager never acted so obsequiously.

Especially Zhuang Heng, feeling extremely displeased; with her status as a young wife of the Lu Family, why didn’t the venue manager treat her with the same deference?

As for the other party? Just a runner and a frontman, yet worth such flattery from Sheng.

She hadn’t finished feeling imbalanced when Sheng said another surprising statement: "Ten minutes? Wu, are you treating us like beggars? Even if you compensate an hour, it can’t recover the loss of a single minute of delay! You think we have nothing else to do but loiter here? Can you compensate us for the loss of popularity, reputation, mood, and energy?"

This...

I’ve seen arrogance, but never this level of arrogance!

Many people wondered in their hearts, Sheng, aren’t you afraid of not getting a venue in the future with such words?

Only Wu, the venue manager, continued wiping his forehead sweat with a smile.

Sheng impatiently waved his hand: "Move aside, don’t be a hindrance."

He pushed Wu out of the way, loudly directing others to toss Zhuang Heng’s equipment like trash to the side.

Su Xingyu was stunned.

Zhuang Heng also watched in a stupor; all these years, she had rarely taken photos, resting on her status as Mrs. Lu. If it weren’t to undermine Su Xingyu, she wouldn’t have arranged to book the venue and time here. She wondered if her infrequent appearances caused the arrogant Sheng to not recognize who she was.

So she stepped forward, her high heels clicking, looking down coldly at Sheng, "I say, are you mistaken? Do you not see whose stuff you’re moving?"

Sheng glanced at her like she was an idiot and ignored her, turning around to instruct the team clearing the area: "Everyone hurry up! Hurry up! If Mr. Chu comes and sees the mess here, it’ll be bad for all of us!" As soon as he finished, the workers sped up as if they’d heard something terrifying.

Mr. Chu? 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The name was vaguely familiar, but in high society, there’s no prominent family with the surname Chu, and Zhuang Heng didn’t think much of it.

But she was certain of one thing, these incredibly arrogant people weren’t from the upper-crust families she knew.

Probably frogs at the bottom of the well!

No wonder they dared to throw even Blade Group’s property!

Zhuang Heng thought disdainfully, speaking with even more arrogance, "I order you to stop immediately."

She signaled to the photography assistant beside her.

The assistant, having worked with her for some time, understood immediately, stepping forward to say to Sheng, "This lady is Mrs. Lu of Blade Group, wife of Mr. Lu, Lu Shifeng! I advise you to put those thrown pieces of equipment back in place and to apologize to Mrs. Lu. Our Blade Group isn’t easily provoked!"

"Blade Group?" Sheng finally deigned to glance across at Zhuang Heng, eyeing her shamelessly, "Are you that woman who couldn’t control her husband and let him run off to someone else’s wedding to kidnap the bride? What Mrs. Lu—Mr. Lu doesn’t even care about you, does he? It’s embarrassing waving his flag when it’s come to this!"

"You!" Zhuang Heng’s face flushed red and green; she hadn’t expected Sheng to be so blunt, digging up her embarrassing moments in front of everyone!

"Who are you!" She gnashed her teeth at Sheng, "Think you can’t be set straight by me?"

"What would you set me straight with?" Sheng sneered again, disregarding her, "A discarded woman yelling at me, are you nuts."

He turned again to urge those moving equipment to hurry up, not to be courteous, to unplug if needed, break it if necessary; it didn’t matter.

The hulking men he brought along roared their agreement, really grabbing a heavy SLR camera to toss out.

"Hey...! Don’t! That’s ours!" Su Xingyu had been watching the scene unfold, but at this point was a bit anxious, realizing Sheng’s crew nearly tossed out the camera placed by Cloud’s photographic assistants on the table.

The man throwing things wasn’t listening; Su Xingyu yelled again, "Stop! I’m not together with Zhuang Heng!"

Sheng said, "Whether you’re together or not, if you’ve taken our venue, out it goes."

Although Zhuang Heng was furious at Sheng, seeing him scold Su Xingyu like this, she couldn’t help but feel a bit gleeful.

But quickly, her schadenfreude was shattered by reality—

She heard Su Xingyu say, "Don’t mess around, I know Xiaoling! We’re good friends! Think about the consequences of tossing my stuff!"

As soon as she spoke, the fiercely aggressive look on Sheng’s face suddenly froze.

He raised a hand to stop tossing the camera, taking a deep look at Su Xingyu, "You are...?"