Quick Wear: Fake White Rabbit! The yandere boss needs to be disciplined

The woman sensed something and looked through the crowd to meet Su Jun's eyes.

Seeing her smile towards Su Jun, Su Jun's pupils dilated and his heart suddenly tightened.

He had seen too many gray and desperate smiles, but the woman gave him a different feeling.

With a determination to perish together with the enemy.

She wouldn't mean...

Su Jun frowned slightly. The woman had already withdrawn her gaze and followed the man, acting like a soulless socialite.

Everyone has their own purpose at this cocktail party. Su Jun, who is unfamiliar and unremarkable, is just a marginal figure and no one will pay attention to him.

Not long after, Ceris brought Vikrant to the cocktail party. A group of people gathered around them, chatting and laughing. Ceris smiled gently and easy-going, but there was a hint of imperceptible annoyance in his eyes.

This is also something that can be installed.

Su Jun withdrew his gaze and tried hard to reduce his presence.

Ceris quickly noticed Ian drinking with the lady, his eyes flickered and he walked over.

Ian was so busy chatting and laughing with the lady that he didn't notice that when he saw Ceris, he was already talking to him in front of him.

"So you are here"

"Master Ceris"

Ian was still very polite to the financial sponsor who gave him the money.

Ceris was a frequent visitor to the Missouri, and everyone knew him. The lady looked at Ian in surprise, "You know him?"

Ian nodded familiarly, "Yes, Master Ceris just hired me today."

A strange look flashed across the woman's face, but she hid it with her wine glass and laughed dryly, "Haha, it must be very hard for you to work under Master Seris."

She wondered whether he should come to her side. After all, it was a pity for such a charming man to fall into Ceris's hands.

Ceris smiled but said nothing, instead looking at Ian.

Ian's heart skipped a beat, fearing that Ceris might misunderstand him. Seeing that he looked normal, he breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head to refuse. "How could that be? Master Ceris is kind and gentle. I am honored to be appreciated by him."

She just said it casually, and had no intention of competing with Ceris for the man. She looked at Ian meaningfully, then smiled and nodded, "Master Ceris is a very powerful businessman. I thought you would have a hard time, but I thought too much. I also made an appointment with a few friends. See you later."

Ian didn't know what he had done to make the lady unhappy. The woman who had just been chatting and laughing with him left here with a wine glass in her hand and her wavy hair shaking.

Are all rich people so moody?

He was wondering in his heart, and when he came to his senses, Ceris was sitting in the position where the noble lady had been, looking him up and down.

It's interesting. I haven't seen you for just a few hours, but after changing your clothes, you seem like a different person.

Ceris rested his head on his palms, a faint smile on his lips, and said jokingly, "Mr. Ian is very popular with those ladies."

He sniffed the aroma in the air, "This smell will always surprise me no matter how many times I smell it."

Ian felt a little uncomfortable, but because this was the sponsor, he smiled flatteringly and said, "As long as Master Ceris likes it."

Deliberately trying to please Ceris didn't win his favor, but instead made him feel that he was not worthy of this appearance and such a mysterious and restrained temperament.

Ceris' smile gradually faded, as if he had discovered something interesting.

"Can I ask for the perfume formula?"

It was very rude to ask a perfumer about the formula design, but Ceris's smile was gentle and there was no malice in his voice.

Ian's expression froze. How could he know the formula when he wasn't a real perfumer?

In fact, it wouldn't make anyone feel anything if he refused.

After all, some perfumers have their own pride and don't like others asking such rude questions.

But he put himself in a very low position and didn't dare to refuse. He wanted to answer but couldn't express the answer clearly.

It's more and more full of loopholes.

Ceris's face looked bad, his expression turned cold, and his fingertips were tapping the tabletop lightly.

This was undoubtedly a long verdict for Ian, and he looked at Su Jun with a guilty conscience.

Ceris' smile returned to his face.

It doesn't feel wrong.

This stupid guy is really acting according to the boy's wishes.

So was it also the boy's idea to deceive him?

Feeling the cold gaze, Su Jun raised his head and looked up. Their eyes met. Ceris glanced at him sideways with an ambiguous look.

"..."

What on earth did that idiot Ian say?

Why did Ceris suddenly notice him?

Ceris looked at Ian with a smile, intending to give him a chance to explain.

But opportunity does not equal understanding.

He also wanted to hear what other lies the young man could come up with.

"Call your buddy over here too. I see he's not here and Mr. Ian looks very uneasy."

Ceris touched his face and smiled even more. "Am I that scary?"

Ian shuddered and felt a chill down his spine. Even though the man's smile was so gentle, he felt as if he was being stared at by a ghost.

The idea of ​​the perfumer was Su Jun's, so he couldn't stay out of it.

"I'll call him over right now"

Ian quickly came in front of Su Jun, nervous and with a hint of anger that Su Jun couldn't understand. Without explanation, he grabbed Su Jun's wrist.

"Snapped!"

Su Jun instinctively opened Ian's hand and gave him a cold look.

Dare to touch him?

Don't you want claws anymore?

The murderous intent that was inadvertently revealed made Ian's heart tremble, and the words of scolding were stuck in his throat and he didn't dare to say them out loud.

"Master Ceris is calling you," Ian looked away guiltily.

Su Jun looked at Ceris who was smiling at him from behind Ian.

That smile is as fake as it can be.

Su Jun stood up and walked in front of Seris.

The man tapped the table with his fingertips, looked at her playfully and moved his lips, "Sit down."

"What can I do for you?"

The young man had an indifferent look. He could not see any flattery in his eyes, nor did he see any awkwardness or uneasiness that a lower-class person would have when facing aristocrats.

This gave Ceris the illusion that the boy had become accustomed to the life before him.

It has to be said that he was telling the truth. Su Jun had seen all kinds of luxurious cocktail parties in the Castle of Thorns. If it were in the past, he would have scolded the person away if he was invited to a cocktail party of this scale.

The long-term extravagant life has cultivated a certain aristocratic temperament even though Su Jun was born in an orphanage.

For some reason, the more Ceris looked at Su Jun, the more interesting he found him.

Similarly, Su Jun also felt that he was very familiar.

Not only him, but everyone here gave him a familiar feeling.

If it weren't for the rattling sound of the train, he would have really thought he was back in the Castle of Thorns, the melting pot of humanity.

"I thought you would be scared," Ceris sneered, leaning back in her seat, her eyes casually sweeping over Ian, telling Su Jun in a disguised way that she already knew the lie.

But the boy was not panicked at all, he sat calmly in front of him and asked him, "Everyone has secrets, why should I be afraid?"

Do I have to tell you everything?

When others are stupid.

"..."

Ceris was stunned, and Ian's heart was in his throat. He relapsed into his old habit and wanted to secretly grab Su Jun, but Su Jun glared at him and frightened him so much that he retracted his hand.

Ceris burst out laughing, his shoulders shaking with laughter, "Secret? Hahahaha"

He laughed so hard that he cried, and Su Jun just felt that the person in front of him was sick.

"You're right, everyone has secrets"

Coincidentally, he is best at prying into secrets.

"I just hope you don't forget why you are here," Ceris looked at Su Jun with a smile.

They promised to make incense for Seris, but this was obviously a lie. As a victim of deception, shouldn't he have the right to pursue legal action?