Miss Shen ran away after finishing her meal, which angered her short-lived uncle to the point of res

Chapter 266 I am not his fiancée

Shen Feiwan placed her hand lightly on Lin Xiaoyan's arm, her fingertips barely touching the fabric of his suit, as if she were ready to pull away at any moment.

Lin Xiaoyan sensed this distance and subtly tightened his arms, pulling her slender wrist deeper into the crook of his arm.

Ha, what's the point of all this petty tricks?

Shen Feiwan looked up at him, a slight smile playing on her lips, her bright eyes holding an ambiguous meaning.

Lin Xiaoyan's breath hitched slightly as he looked down at her. "It's been so long since I've seen you smile at me."

His thumb gently caressed the back of her hand, his Adam's apple bobbing. "Beautiful, but she doesn't seem innocent at all. What's Wanwan thinking right now?"

Shen Feiwan chuckled, "Guess."

Lin Xiaoyan shook his head. "I can't guess." His voice suddenly became low. "If I could guess, we wouldn't have missed each other all these years."

"…………" Shen Feiwan felt like vomiting. It was as if he had been guarding his chastity and heart all these years, when he was clearly planning a marriage alliance with the Zou family.

She extended her index finger, her fair fingertip gently hooking towards Lin Xiaoyan in the air.

Lin Xiaoyan obediently leaned down and lowered his head. "What does Wanwan want to say to her brother?"

Shen Feiwan parted her red lips slightly, but the words she uttered were like ice, "Stop disgusting me."

Lin Xiaoyan paused, clearly suppressing his emotions.

Then, he raised his hand and gently rubbed Shen Feiwan's head. "Does Wanwan plan to use this method to get along with me from now on?" He chuckled. "It's okay. As long as it's you, I can accept it."

Tch, Shen Feiwan slapped his hand away and pushed open the heavy wooden door in front of her.

The light from the crystal chandelier poured out, and she knew that those sitting inside were the VIPs of Lin's Heavy Industries tonight.

The moment the door was pushed open, Lin Xiaoyan gently patted Shen Feiwan's hand, signaling her to behave, while the smile on his face remained unchanged.

Lin Xiaoyan's father, Lin Zhenhua, was also inside, talking with several guests.

Seeing them enter, Lin Zhenhua's gaze lingered on Shen Feiwan for a moment, then he nodded slightly, "Wanwan is here too."

Lin Xiaoyan led Shen Feiwan through the crowd. Shen Feiwan bowed gracefully and said, "Good evening, Uncle Lin. My father asked me to give you his regards."

“Okay,” Lin Zhenhua said gently, “Let’s get together another day.”

He looked Shen Feiwan up and down. "Wanwan is radiant tonight. Even Xiao Yan pales in comparison when he stands next to you."

Shen Feiwan smiled slightly, "Uncle Lin, you flatter me. How can I compare to Brother Xiaoyan?"

Lin Xiaoyan was amused by Shen Feiwan's address of "Brother Xiaoyan" and whispered in her ear, "Your Brother Xiaoyan is indeed not as dazzling as Wanwan tonight. Come on, let me introduce you to tonight's distinguished guests."

"Okay." With a glance around, Shen Feiwan had already taken in the entire room, but there was no sign of the Zou family.

Suddenly, her pupils contracted, locking onto the middle-aged man standing by the champagne tower—the second secretary of number 3. At that moment, Lin Xiaoyan was leading her toward that man.

"Secretary Chen." Lin Xiaoyan's voice was clear and bright as he gently tightened his grip on Shen Feiwan's waist. "Let me introduce you. This is my fiancée, Shen Feiwan."

The other party extended their hand with a polite smile, "A perfect match, Ms. Shen and Chief Engineer Lin are truly a match made in heaven."

Shen Feiwan smiled back and shook hands with the other person politely, saying, "You flatter me."

She looked up and stared directly at him, then suddenly changed the subject, saying, "I'm not Mr. Lin's fiancée; he might be joking."

...Lin Xiaoyan's smile suddenly froze. He turned his head to look at Shen Feiwan, his jawline taut, and suppressed anger surging in his eyes.