Playboy CEO Has a Baby

Chapter 599 Not Interested

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CHAPTER 599

Bai Renxiang had finished laying for her clothes before she went to the food court. As Li Fengjin wanted, she found an empty table close to the transparent glass wall.

Without wasting a second, she hurried to the table and sat down. Her bodyguards sat at another table close by. They thought it would be awkward to stand by when the Li couple will be having lunch together.

It's a private moment for the couple and they have to respect that.

So while Bai Renxiang waited, she got herself a vanilla protein milkshake and busied herself with her phone. She was so engrossed that she failed to notice a certain someone approaching.

"Well look who we have here. If it isn't the woman my husband dumped."

The lady's tone came off in a hostile and mocking manner. No doubt, she is out to trouble her. Bai Renxiang did not bother with shifting her eyes from her phone.

She knows that voice very well. It always had a tinge of jealousy in it. It was undeniable. Instead, a small smirk appeared beside her lips.

"And the one who came back biting is the one whose husband is an harasser or should I say a perpetrator," Bai Renxiang refuted her the lady's words.

She then lifeted her head so that their eyes could meet. For a moment there, Bai Renxiang was welcome with a fear and confused look in Han Yuri's eyes.

But it left quickly as it was replaced with a bold look. Han Yuri folded her arms underneath her chest. She lifted her chin up to make her look more intimidating to Bai Renxiang.

The latter watched the show Han Yuri put on display with amusement dangling in her eyes. Bai Renxiang held unto the urge to laugh. This wiman before her is indeed pathetic.

'Well, I could use some entertainment bedore my husband arrives. Let's see what she is up to today,' Bai Renxiang thought.

"You are just bluffing. If you think those repeated words will drive a wedge between me and my husband, Bolin then think again," Han Yuri spat out.

"He will never want you back."

"Oh my! Drive a wedge? Me?"Bai Renxiang scoffed. "Oh please. Spare me those nonsense. What is in your cheap stake of a husband that I would want to go back to?"

Han Yuri fumed. Bit jist as she was about to counter with her words, a male voice interrupted her.

"Babe what are you doing just standing there? Did you see a frie–" The remaining words on Fu Bolin's lips rolled back into him when he saw who sat there.

"Re-Renxiang. It's you," he moved toward the two women.

"I told you never to be so informal with me, did I not? You do not want your already nosy and jealousy wife to start getting more wrong ideas than the one that she already has, do you?" Bai Renxiang cocked a brow at him.

"Ahem. Don't be like that, Ren–"

pAn,Da n<0,>v,e1 "Li Renxiang," she cut him off. "Or if that is so hard for you to say, then call me Mrs Li."

"Look at the way she is behaving all haughty. Who did you think you are?" Han Yuri became vexed.

"Yuri, stop that right now," Fu Bolin lightly scolded her. He then walked closer to Bai Renxiang.

"I have been wanting to talk to you? And since you are alone, why don't we make use of that time to discuss... Privately," his eyes looked over to Han Yuri when the last word came out.

But instead to taking his hint and leaving, Han Yuri stood unmoving. Bai Renxiang tilted her head at her.

"Yoy do not expect to leave you with your ex all by yourselves now, right? I don't trust what she will do. She can as well throw herself at you," Han Yuri shrugged.

Bai Renxiang scrunched her nose in disgust. "Eww! I would rather kiss a toilet seat than to do that. I have dignity, Mrs Fu."

Fu Bolin frowned at her words. 'Is she that disgusted by me that she would even compare me to a toilet seat?' he thought.

But she shook his head and push back those thoughts.

"Fine then. If you want to stay then stay. Suit yourself," Fu Bolin said to Han Yuri.

Han Yuri smiled triumphantly at Bai Renxiang. There is no way she would leave these two alone. However her smile dropped when Fu Bolin took a seat opposite Bai Renxiang.

He did so as if she was not leaent with them. She had thought he would pull out a seat for her.

But it turns out that he is too focussed on wanting to talk to Bai Renxiang thafw he forgot her, his wife. She secretly clenched her fist and glared daggers at Bai Renxiang.

'She is taking his attention again. Just what does he see in her?' Han Yuri asked herself.

Despite the piercing gaze Han Yuri sent her way, Bai Renxiang reminded unfazed. She elegantly took a long ago from the straw dipped into her milkshake.

All the while, Fu Bolin's gaze was locked on her. He fled and quickly looked away when she looked up.

"What do you want? I don't want the both of you any where near me," Bai Renxiang asked.

"Ahem. I... How have you been?" Fu Bolin started with the question.

When Bai Renxiang's brows arched at him, he adjusted in his seat and changed his words.

"I uhm... I saw the news. The one about your family and that scandal. I kmlw it is all a lie now," he said.

Bai Renxiang scoffed a chuckle and shook her head. She flipped her hair behind her shoulder before she squinted her eyes at him.

"Ypu inly reakized it was all a lie after everything has been revealed?" Bai Renxiang questioned back.

"I... I had no idea that was how things were. Besides you never explained it to me back then. I would have–"

"Would have what? Thought about it?" She finishes for him.

Seeing him guve a curt nod, she chuckled darkly. "I wish you will see how stupid you are from my point of view."

"Mind the way you speak to my husband."

"Oh shut it," Bai Renxiang snapped. "You are just a wannabe here. So it's either you beat it or be quiet before I make you."

As soon as she said those words, her bodyguards were on their feets. They took a few steps closer to make them well aware of their presence- just in case they want to try anything rash.

"The thung was hot never gave me a chance to explain anything to you. You only wanted to believe what you saw. After all, seeing if believing, right?"

"I–"

"Save it," Bai Renxiang ended her palm in front of her. "I'm really glad you did not hear me out. But even if you did, nothing would have changed."

"I will only thank you because I met the love of my life. A much better man than you could ever be for me because I was a free woman. There was no guilt. So yes, thank you for being so blinded."

"Renxiang don't be like this. I'm sorry. Let's end this enmity between us and become friends," Fu Bolin sounded desperate.

"I don't want anything binding is together. And I'm sure your wife does not want that either. So cut it out, Mr Fu. I've got no interest whatsoever in becoming friends with you," Bai Renxiang's words were firm.

"Bolin, I don't know why you even want to have a frienly relationship with her. She's a cheater and a sl*t who slept her way into Mr Li's life."

SPLASH

GASPS

As soon as those degrading words rolled out of Han Yuri's tongue, her face was met with the freezing feeling of Bai Renxiang's milkshake.

It was so fast that not even Han Yuri could react not to even talk of Fu Bolin. His eyes alternates between his wife drench ion milkshake from her head all over, to Bai Renxiang.

The latter though cakm and composed, one could feel the dread and anger in her eyes. If looks could kill, Han Yuri would have been laying in a pool of her own blood and the milkshake.

"Don't you ever let your filthy mouth utter such words to me. Or else a milkshake will not be the only one landing on your face," Bai Renxiang warned her.

Her words woke the couple from their shock. The protective instincts that came over Fu Bolin when ever his white lotus wife was hurt, kicked in.

"How dare you?"

He raised his hand to hit Bai Renxiang. But before it could come in contact with her a stronger hand held his. It was so tight it could almost break his wrist.

"I guess the last lesson I taught you wasn't enough, huh?" Li Fengjin asked.

"Aahh.. Let go off me. My wrist."

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