Chapter 71 - 71 71 Full of feminine charm_1

Chapter 71: 71, Full of feminine charm_1 Chapter 71: 71, Full of feminine charm_1 Han Yue felt a sudden jolt in his heart, a sense of foreboding washed over him.

Jian Qing, supporting Xiya, turned around to look at the owner of the soft and boneless voice. A faint, meaningful smile clung to the corner of her mouth, strangely upsetting anyone’s composure.

“Er… don’t get me wrong, they have nothing to do with Jingwu.” Feeling Quan Jingwu’s whole body radiating icy coolness, Han Yue quickly explained upon meeting Jian Qing’s gaze.

His explanation only made matters worse, as though he was trying to cover up his guilt. Quan Mingxuan held his forehead, looking at Han Yue helplessly with his eyes full of despair.

What an idiot…

Jian Qing raised an eyebrow slighty, “Why are you explaining to me? Does this have anything to do with me?”

On hearing this, Quan Jingwu’s handsome face turned dark. Even from a distance, Han Yue and Quan Mingxuan could feel the chill emanating from him.

Han Yue forced a bitter laugh, “Well…it’s…”

If he didn’t explain, would the man next to him let him off the hook?

Couldn’t this married couple settle their own affairs at home without involving innocent bystanders?

Even the normally suave Han Yue was now lost for words. Quan Mingxuan, trying to suppress his laughter, looked on quietly, enjoying the show.

Unable to figure out Jian Qing’s thoughts, Han Yue hastily made the women beside him leave, subtly hinting Mingxuan to chime in.

But how could Mingxuan miss a chance to watch Jingwu’s drama? He completely ignored Han Yue’s hint and just stood by like an innocent bystander.

Han Yue was infuriated.

Damn this ungrateful guy.

“Jian, let’s – let’s continue drinking.” Xiya’s mumbling broke the eerie silence.

Jian Qing steadied Xiya’s shaky figure, then turned around and left. All along, her face still adorned with a light, breezy smile, making people unable to discern her feelings.

Once she had left, Han Yue breathed a sigh of relief. However, as a cold gaze shot at him from the side, his body immediately stiffened.

Oh no, there was still one more big shot he needed to send off.

He turned his stiff neck and lifted his gaze to the chilling purple eyes, Han Yue almost felt like crying. “Jingwu, don’t look at me like that. Will it kill you to forgive me for my mistake?”

Playing the victim and begging for mercy was nothing new to Han Yue when dealing with Quan Jingwu. He did it effortlessly.

He didn’t know Jingwu was interested in someone else. Had he known, he wouldn’t have caused this mess tonight.

He was even more wronged than Dou E…

Quan Jingwu just snorted coldly, then turned around and went out to catch up.

“Hahaha.” Unable to resist, Quan Mingxuan laughed at other’s misfortune.

Han Yue rolled his eyes at Mingxuan until they almost reached the sky, “Mingxuan, our friendship is over, you can get lost now.”

“Why should I go? This isn’t your Territory alone,” said Mingxuan in a teasing tone, throwing up his hands.

“You better worry about yourself. If Jingwu fails to mollify her, you better stock up on sunscreen.”

“Why? What has sunscreen got to do with this?” Han Yue clearly missed the main point.

Mingxuan, grinning broadly, patted him on the shoulder, baring his white teeth, “Because if Jingwu can’t calm his wife down, you can expect to be tossed in the Sahara Desert to be dried up like a salted fish.”

With that, Han Yue’s forehead veins bulged, he threw a punch straight at Mingxuan’s handsome face.

“Hahaha.” Mingxuan, deftly evading Han Yue’s amount, slipped out the back door and went back upstairs.

He’d better not go home tonight, in case Jingwu vents his anger at him, that would be terrible.

Feeling agitated, Han Yue ruffled his hair and looked around the first floor. Seeing complete chaos all around broke his heart. He called over the manager and asked him to get rid of all guests. They would not be open for business tonight.

As for Zhao Cai and others, let others toss them back to Qing Gang.

As for settling accounts, he wouldn’t steal the chance for Jingwu to demonstrate his diligence.

On the roadside, Jian Qing was supporting Xiya. She flagged down a taxi, carefully helped her into the car, closed the door, and got into the car from the other side.

“Wait.” A strong hand with distinct knuckles stopped the closing door. Jian Qing looked up to see the man’s cold, stern face.

Jian Qing paused as she was closing the door with an indifferent expression, “Anything else?”

“Please get off the car first. I have something to discuss with you, okay?” He hated it when she wore a mask toward him, which gave him a wrenching feeling in his heart.

His deep voice softened a bit as he gently asked her this inquiry. In response, Jian Qing’s eyes sparkled with a faint smile that he couldn’t see.

However, her face remained indifferent, “Xiya’s drunk, I have to take her home.”

“I’ll take you both.” Quan Jingwu promptly offered.

Jian Qing replied, “No need, I’ve already taken a car.”

Helpless, Quan Jingwu couldn’t help cursing Han Yue, “Could you please get off the car? We should talk, otherwise I’ll just keep waiting here.”

His purple eyes were fixated on her, as if set on the idea of having a standoff with her.

“Take us to Shijin Haoting.” Jian Qing dropped this line, dislodged his hand, promptly slammed the car door and instructed the driver to move.

She didn’t have the habit of causing a scene in public.

Quan Jingwu’s eyes lit up. He pulled out his car keys and started off in his car.

…

Supporting the drunken Xiya, Jian Qing had barely opened the front door when she heard the sound of a sports car drifting on the ground behind her.

A familiar voice followed.

“Darling!”

Jian Qing ignored the man who was catching up with them from behind, supporting Xiya across the living room and settling her on the sofa. When she turned around, she bumped into the man’s firm chest.

He’s not willing to let go of his prey that just came close to his mouth. He jerked his arm around her and held her close, his chin rested at the top of her head, sniffed the faint aroma from her hair. His heart felt full.

Jian Qing’s ears flushed, and she struggled to pull away from him, “Let go.”

“No.” Quan Jingwu tightened his hold on her.

“Let go, or else we don’t need to talk. You can leave now.” Jian Qing went straight to threatening due to his resistance.

After a few seconds of silence, Quan Jingwu reluctantly let go of her. “Darling, you are being naughty.”

What can he do when she keeps threatening him?

Jian Qing chuckled, “Those women at Dihao seem obedient enough. Why don’t you go to them?”

Could it be that he should understand it as her being jealous?

“Are you angry?” Quan Jingwu asked softly with a chuckle.

Jian Qing turned her head away, staying silent.

“I didn’t do anything, you can smell me if you don’t believe.”

While saying that, Quan Jingwu bent over. His handsome face was almost against hers, their noses nearly touching.

Jian Qing held him back with her hand against his chest, looking indifferent. “You smell like you’ve been covered in women’s makeup.”

“You must’ve smelled wrong. Come closer and smell carefully.” Jingwu enclosed her in his arms, his warm breath scattered at her neck, making her fingers unwillingly curl up.

Jian Qing, “…”

He found a good excuse for taking advantage of her.

Does he really think she’s that easy to bully?

With narrowed sparkly eyes, Jian Qing reached for his waist, found the right spot, and twisted it.