Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 333: Chapter 333 It Seems like I’ve Seen Her Before _1
She halted, turning to face the so-called young master Gong, “Is there something you need?”

Gong Shaoxun eyed her, his attractive eyes revealing no emotion: “What’s your name?”

“Are we close?” Jian Yufei retorted without any interest.

She had a strong dislike for these pompous, arrogant rich kids. In her eyes, they were no different from Ruan Tianling, equally annoying.

Gong Shaoxun chuckled, stepping forward and asking, “It doesn’t seem like I’ve done anything to upset you. Why do you seem so hostile towards me?”

“Does nearly running me over count as upsetting?”

Gong Shaoxun was slightly taken aback, no one had ever spoken to him in such a manner before.

He studied the woman before him again. She had a delicate and clean face, soft but symmetrical features, and fair skin. Her eyes were bright yet dark. However, her eyelids were a little red – it seemed she had been crying.

She wasn’t particularly tall or short, probably somewhere in the 160 cm range. In any case, she was significantly shorter than him.

She didn’t look very old, yet she carried with her an extra layer of maturity beyond her apparent age. He couldn’t quite figure out her actual age.

Gong Shaoxun quietly gazed at her. The feeling that he had seen her somewhere before grew stronger.

“Have we met somewhere before? I’ll ask you again, what is your name and how old are you?” His tone was not particularly polite, but it did not carry an oppressive aura either.

Jian Yufei responded suspiciously, “Shouldn’t you introduce yourself first before asking others?”

Hey, was this girl not afraid of him at all?

Before Gong Shaoxun could answer, one of the men behind him yelled at Jian Yufei: “Hey, you stinky woman, when the young master asks you a question, it’s because he’s looking kindly upon you. Don’t be ungrateful!”

“Shut up!”

The shouting man went silent, closing his mouth and not daring to intervene any further.

Gong Shaoxun grinned, “My subordinates are not very good at conversation. Don’t mind them. You’re right. I should introduce myself first. I’m Gong Shaoxun, twenty-two years old, 1.86m tall, weighing 147kg, and still single. What about you?”

Jian Yufei’s eyebrows furrowed. His intentions didn’t appear to be quite so pure.

“I’m sorry, but I do not know you, nor have we ever met before.” She turned and left after the retort.

Gong Shaoxun didn’t show any signs of anger. He put on his helmet again and mounted his Harley, smiling broadly at her retreating figure.

“Young master, are you really going to let her go like this?”

“Could it be that the young master is interested in her?”

Gong Shaoxun cast them a glance, his eyes under the helmet gleaming with a mirthful hint.

“Stay close to me.”

He was the first to rev his Harley forward, the rest followed closely behind, all donned in leather from head to toe, their prominent heavy boots, and impressive Harleys, gave off a distinctly thuggish aura.

Jian Yufei heard the roar of the motorcycles behind her and frowned, quickening her pace.

“Hey, lady! Where are you going? I can give you a lift.” Gong Shaoxun trailed behind her, brazenly calling out.

Jian Yufei didn’t give him so much as a glance, continuing on her way.

Undeterred, Gong Shaoxun cheerfully continued.

“I just want to get to know you, don’t be so defensive.”

“We’re not gangsters. We are professional race car drivers.”

“Ever heard of me, Gong Shaoxun? If you’re a local, you should know who I am.”

Regardless of what he said, Jian Yufei remained silent. She had no interest in this gang of ruffians.

She was fast approaching a bus stop and quickened her pace to get on board, found a seat and sat down.