Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth

Chapter 441: Why call her Su Wanxin, just call her Su Xiaopian.

The noisy crowd inside gradually quieted down as Su Wanxin stood up and walked toward the stage.

Su Wanxin felt like a poor student being called up by the principal for criticism in front of the whole school, standing next to Fu Shihan with a sulky face wanting to curse.

"Ah..."

The hostess was also a bit stunned to see the winner was her. After a pause, she quickly tried to liven up the atmosphere.

"Unexpected, isn’t it? It’s President Su! Come~ Let’s all give a round of applause and congratulate President Su!"

Down below, there was a particularly enthusiastic round of applause.

Su Wanxin gave the hostess a complex look, managing a forced smile.

The hostess looked at her with a smile, enviously and resentfully saying, "President Su, quickly show us President Fu’s autographed photo!"

Su Wanxin: "...Let’s not."

"We have to see it! Otherwise, how can we verify it’s really you who won the prize?"

Trying to collect a prize without proof of winning? That’s not happening!

Who knows if she just wanted to have dinner with Fu Shihan and thus faked her way onto the stage?

Su Wanxin understood this rationale, but...

She glanced hesitantly at the hostess, then at the expectant and gossipy audience below, and finally at Fu Shihan’s almost smiling expression.

She gritted her teeth and slowly pulled out the red envelope that had been crumpled into a mess, almost indistinguishable from trash.

The hostess gasped at the sight.

Su Wanxin noticed her reaction and muttered quietly, "You all insisted on seeing it."

Having no choice under all those watching eyes, she flattened the red envelope and took out the crumpled photo from inside.

On the photo, Fu Shihan’s handsome face was all wrinkled.

Su Wanxin felt his murderous gaze; if glares could kill, she would already be lying in a pool of blood.

She slowly handed the photo to the hostess, awkwardly saying, "Do you still want to recycle it? I’ll give it to you for free..."

Before the hostess could nod and say "yes," Fu Shihan quickly snatched the photo away, looking at her coldly and asking, "Giving it away?"

Su Wanxin: "..."

What else, am I supposed to frame it and put it by my bed?

Due to Fu Shihan’s terrifying expression, Su Wanxin felt pressured to give in a bit.

After all, this was his event, and she needed to leave him some face.

"Just kidding, how could I give it away." She took the photo back from Fu Shihan’s hand, caressed it like a treasure, soothing his irate mood. "President Fu’s photo, it has to be treasured, the kind you keep in a safe!"

Fu Shihan’s murderous look softened a bit upon hearing this.

The atmosphere was too awkward, Su Wanxin had no choice but to grab the microphone and start babbling in her defense.

"Because when I received the red envelope, I saw everyone else’s were quite thick stacks, only mine looked a bit pitiful. So... I thought it was a prank."

Upon hearing her say this, everyone felt relieved.

"I was about to throw it away when I found out it was President Fu’s photo inside, otherwise, how could it be like this."

Su Wanxin smiled at Fu Shihan, her smile charming.

"What do you think, President Fu? Am I wronged?"

What does he think?

He thinks that not a single word this little trickster, Su Wanxin, says can be trusted.

Calling her Su Wanxin? Better to call her Su Xiaopian.

She’s wronged? How about his poor photo, isn’t it wronged?

Fu Shihan stared unblinkingly at her smiling face, swallowed, and heard his own voice.

"Wronged."