Chapter 226: You Think You Can Send Me Off With Just a Flying Kiss? _1

"Well... then let’s drink..."

She couldn’t really say she didn’t want to drink, that would be too odd.

As soon as Su Qing was in, Ye Fei sat gracefully on the sofa with her legs crossed, looking quite relaxed.

"Hey~" Ye Fei greeted him.

"Hello, Miss Fei."

Su Qing greeted back, then noticed poker cards on the floor, indicating a four-player game.

"Ahem...I had a few classmates over to play poker, didn’t have time to tidy up..." Eleven instinctively moved towards the bathroom to block it from view.

"Oh..."

Su Qing quickly glanced around and spotted the half-drunk cup of tea, still steaming hot, and the uneaten snacks.

"Those were from the classmates too! They left suddenly for some urgent matter, you didn’t bump into them?"

"No, we didn’t..."

"Ah, nevermind! You go ahead and drink your water. Help yourself in the kitchen; I won’t be serving you."

Inside the bathroom.

Eleven’s flat was already small to begin with, compared to their mansion, not to mention this tiny bathroom. Three grown men squeezed into such a tight space, not forgetting Jiujiu, felt—

Like an awkward thrill!

Listening to the noise outside, Ye Yao chuckled, "Jiujiu, what if we made some noise now and gave your mum a fright? Would she go crazy?"

Little Jiujiu, his arms folded, gave off a cool vibe. "You can try. It’ll be a good chance for me to find out how much Gu Liancheng can take before he snaps."

"You rascal..." Ye Yao couldn’t help but ruffle his hair, "Who did you inherit this cool demeanor from?"

"Isn’t it obvious?" Ye Yang snorted. "It’s from his real dad, Gu Liancheng! Who else could it be? Just by their identical expressions and tone, you can tell they’re related. I’d stake my head on it! But it’s funny how Gu Liancheng is so unlikable, yet his son becomes everyone’s darling. Why do I find that so amusing?"

Ye Mo shoved their hands away: "Take a look at who his godfather is."

...

Once Su Qing had finished drinking water, he held his stomach with a frown, "Madam, may I use the bathroom again?"

"What? The bathroom?"

"Yes...the bathroom. What’s wrong?" Was there a need to make such a big deal out of it?

"You dare to go to the toilet again?! The president of your company must be so impatient by now!" Eleven grabbed Su Qing’s hand and started toward the door, "Fei’er, I’m going, won’t be back tonight. Take care."

"Wait...the president’s not in a hurry. Dinner doesn’t start until eight. I’ll be quick with the bathroom—"

"You’re so lazy, always needing to use the toilet!" Eleven stood in his way, furious, "Let me tell you, I’m very good at influencing his decisions. Tonight, I’ll whisper to him like an eight-level hurricane! I’ll say you, Su Qing, are lazy! Our hubby’s time is precious! Can it be wasted like this?! Dock your salary! Deduct your bonus! Everything deducted!"

Su Qing: Σ(°△°|||)︴

"No, no! Let’s go right away! Please, have mercy, Madam!"

What?! Dock my pay?! Isn’t this supposed to be a joke?!

"But Madam, aren’t you going to change your clothes?"

"Docked salary! Deducted bonus! Deducted—"

"We’re going, we’re going now!"

Su Qing left first, and Eleven closed the door behind them. She happened to see Jiujiu’s gang coming out of the bathroom. She apologetically indicated that she wouldn’t be able to spend the evening with him and blew him a kiss.

Jiujiu caught the blown kiss and tossed it in the trash-bin, exuding an air of cool indifference: Hmph! Fang Eleven, thinking you can fob Little Master off with a mere kiss!

Eleven was heartbroken on the inside.