Chapter 59: Declaration

Dashing? Charming? Any other person inside could perfectly fit those descriptions better than he could!

Not only was the gaping audience shocked, Fang himself was astonished as well.

He couldn’t understand how Blue could feel so much unrequited love towards her, but from a single glance he had to admit that she was really too attractive.

But why would she describe him like that – it couldn’t be that she was insane?

Slowly, Fang wiped off the sweat forming on his forehand as he backed off. “Scarlett, I don’t think I’ve met you before.”

“We haven’t met formally, but I’ve secretly looked at you for a while from a place you couldn’t have possibly paid attention to. It’s actually quite embarrassing to be honest.” She blushed. “Since I got to see you up so close, I’ll take my leave now.” Without any opportunity, she gracefully turned around and walked out the hall, seemingly unwary of the countless eyes that stared upon her.

Once she exited outside, the silence broke and even by the desperate attempts to search outside by some men, she was nowhere to be seen.

Although no one could forget the short appearance of beauty, a different matter crowded out all other thoughts – her purpose! Amongst all females in the city, she had to be the most coveted, and yet infamous for her apparent disinterest in men. However, just now, she actually approached a man in such a way unexpectedly!

Kerry was at a loss of words, unable to believe his eyes. A moment ago, he was directly insulting the peasant in front of him, but it turned out that peasant was the target of love by Scarlett!

In Tracy’s view, she never thought that Fang could be charming at all. Looking at his face again though, she could almost believe that handsome face was charming, even dashing.

After all, this was the guy that Scarlett settled on!

She couldn’t help start to whisper to Mii. “You’ve better be careful – Scarlett’s extremely beautiful, and without you knowing it, Fang will probably be snatched away.”

Unexpectedly, Mii stayed calm and didn’t respond to Tracy. A few words wouldn’t break her trust in Fang; the years she spent with him were the majority of her life, and she had complete faith.

As she was about to press for a response, an elegantly dressed thin man walked towards her with a couple of bottles balanced perfectly on a platter.

“Are you tonight’s hostess, Ms. Tracy?”

Startled, Tracy looked hesitantly at him. “I am, and you are…?”

A light laugh came accompanied by a smile. “We wish Miss Tracy a happy birthday. On behalf of Miss Scarlett, some minor bottles of Red Riesling were sent for you and your guests to enjoy. We hope that you may spend the rest of the night comfortably.”

Red Riesling?

Immediately, she recalled that her father had a bottle of such a wine before – he had actually never tasted the wine itself, but placed it in the main entrance of their mansion. That same rarity was for them to drink, and not just one bottle.

Feeling somewhat confused, yet flattered, Tracy bowed towards the man.

“There’s no need for that; it’s by the regards of the lady.” With that, the bottles were put down and left as the man walked out, leaving behind a rejoicing girl.

Moments after the exit, a familiar figure re-entered and started to approach Fang. A strange expression came up on his face as they sat right next to him. “I thought you didn’t want to stay any longer?”

“I changed my mind, is there something wrong with that?” Blue stared at Fang, who looked questioningly at him, but stayed silent.

A couple of minutes passed by quietly as Blue seemed to concentrate on the faint voices in the crowd, only to be broken as she asked in alarm, “Fang, you met with Scarlett?”

“There’s nothing, nothing at all between me and her,” Fang replied. His roommate was definitely interested in her, so he didn’t want to get involved at all. “I’ve never even seen her until today!”

Fang’s reaction wasn’t anything like what she expected from his shock earlier; slowly, Blue asked again, “You’re lying right? I heard that you were in shock as she talked to you – didn’t you like her?”

“No, not at all.” In a low voice, Fang continued. “I think that Scarlett’s standards are a bit twisted, after all, why would she take interest in me? I’m not famous, rich, or handsome, it wouldn’t take much to look around the city to find someone exceeding anything!”

Blue looked in silence, and then, shouted at him, “Your standards are twisted!”

She didn’t help him to end up giving a weird idea of her!

Hurriedly, Fang patted Blue’s shoulders. “Calm down, let’s stop talking about her.”

Drinking, eating, talking; the sky turned nearly pitch black as the party winded down. As the group left, Tracy personally accompanied them to the exit, and bid them farewell.