Chapter 206: 206, Feed You to the Fish (1)_1 Chapter 206: 206, Feed You to the Fish (1)_1 Being hurt where it hurt most, Jian Qing had nothing to retort. She swore never to mindlessly drink again; it really did cause problems.
Changing the subject, she asked, âWhere are we going today?â
Quan Jingwuâs thin lips slightly curled as he didnât press on the topic. âWould you prefer fishing or a trip to the orchard?â
âDo you know how to grill fish?â Jian Qingâs eyes sparkled brightly at him, full of excitement.
Grilling fish outdoors, hasnât been done for a long time now.
Just thinking about it makes her nostalgic.
He patted her head and asked, âYou want to eat grilled fish?â
âYeah, I want to eat.â
âLetâs go then.â As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled her towards the door.
âWait.â Jian Qing halted, pulling him back.
Quan Jingwu turned to look at her, âHmm?â
âDo you know how to grill fish?â Not that she was underestimating him, itâs just that grilling fish is a quite a technical job.
âYouâll see soon.â He answered, leaving her in suspense.
Jian Qing eyed the back of his head suspiciously as he slowly pulled her along.
Could it be he had been hiding his skill at grilling fish all this time?
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Inside the villaâs grand hall, Chu Yihen and his group had gathered to dine. Chu Ruohan walked in with a dark countenance, her seething anger apparent to anyone with eyes.
âRuohan, whatâs wrong?â An Yu turned to look at the person whoâd just sat down next to her, her voice filled with gentle concern.
Chu Ruohan placed her hands on her knees, her knuckles white as she clenched them, âSheâs absolutely unbearable!â
There was no need to specify who âsheâ was; everyone from An Yuâs group knew she was referring to Jian Qing. After all, Chu Ruohan had just volunteered to invite Quan Jingwu and his companions to join them in enjoying the villa. Only to return with a face full of anger. It was not hard to guess she must have run into Jian Qing.
âRuohan, donât get angry, itâs not worth it.â A sneer flashed across An Yuâs eyes, her lips curled into a comforting smile.
Chu Ruohan however, was so mad she was about to explode and paid no attention to her soothing words. She almost ground her teeth to dust. âWhat does Jian Qing think sheâs playing at, why does sheâŠâ
âRuohan!â An icy cold voice interrupted her before she could finish.
Chu Ruohan looked up and met the icy stare of her elder brother. Instantly, her fiery rage dissipated somewhat, âBrother!â
âCome with me.â Chu Yihen stood up, nodded to Ye Tuo, and walked out.
The people in the grand hall watched the scene unfold, none daring to interrupt. After all, Chu Yihenâs reputation in Beijing was second only to Quan Jingwuâs, and they didnât dare to cross either of them.
Chu Ruohan bit her lip, slowly getting up and following him out.
Song Xirou, sitting to one side, gracefully continued her breakfast. As Chu Ruohanâs silhouette disappeared, a mocking glint flashed in Song Xirouâs eyes.
Underneath a tree, Chu Ruohan stood trembling, glancing timidly at Chu Yihenâs expression from time to time.
After what seemed like an eternity, Chu Yihen finally spoke, âRuohan, who told you to go see Quan Jingwu?â
âBrother, IâŠâ Chu Ruohan twisted her hands together, her gaze swerving away, too scared to look at him.
âI just wanted to ask Jingwu and his friends if theyâd like to participate in the itinerary arranged by Ye Tuo.â
Who could have expected that the door would be answered by that despicable woman, Jian Qing, dressed in Jingwuâs clothes? How could she not be angry?
Chu Yihen gave her a flat look and said, âIâve warned you time and time again not to provoke Quan Jingwu. Even if Jian Qing didnât exist, you wouldnât stand a chance with him. Did my words go in one ear and out the other?â
Chu Ruohan lowered her head, her eyes brimming with tears, her lip-gloss smeared lips devoid of color from her biting them.
He was her brother. Why was even he against her?
Couldnât he at least help her pursue her love?
âRuohan, behave yourself these few days. If you provoke Jian Qing again, Iâll send you back to Beijing immediately.â
Upon hearing his words, Chu Ruohan looked up, her tears streaming down her face, âBrotherâââ
Chu Yihen seemed to ignore her tears, continuing, âIf you donât want me to arrange dates or marriage alliances for you, then youâd better behave.â
Large tear drops fell from Ruohanâs eyes. However, she didnât care if anyone heard her, and wailed, âBrother, how could you treat me like this. Iâm your baby sister! Why is Jian Qing so great? Why does Jingwu like her? Do you have any idea how filthy she is? I went to find Jingwu, and was met by that shameless woman wearing Jingwuâs clothes. Sheâs the last person suitable for Jingwu.â
Chu Yihenâs handsome and gentle face instantly turned cold, a frosty light pooling in his eyes, âRuohan, shut up.â
Feeling the chill in his gaze, Chu Ruohan shivered, her tears instantly drying up.
âBrother!â
âDisappear from my sight. Now.â Chu Yihen demanded coldly.
Chu Ruohan saw her brother very rarely lose his temper like this. She sniffed, her face full of grievance, and ran off.
After a while, Chu Yihen raised his hand and punched a tree hard.
âThudâââ
Several leaves scattered and fell onto the grassland.
His eyes, full of darkness, stared at the tree trunk, a cold smirk playing on his lips.
Quan Jingwu, I wonât let you have your way!
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The villa was massive and even had a special area for fishing.
Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing had arrived quite early, and the vast fishing area was empty save for the two of them.
Quan Jingwu sat in a recliner holding a fishing rod, his eyes ever on the woman next to him, who was immersed in a book.
âXiaojing, if you are going to fish, you should take it seriously!â Jian Qing commented without raising her eyes from the book. His intense gaze made it hard for her to concentrate on her book.
He merely grunted in response, seemingly not having heard her.
Jian Qing noted his gaze was still on her. She gave an exasperated smile but didnât further engage him.
âXiaojing, can you actually fish?â Seeing that he still hadnât managed to catch anything, Jian Qing couldnât help feeling doubtful about whether she would get to eat grilled fish today.
âWhat if I donât catch any fish today?â Quan Jingwu asked, raising his eyebrow and smiling.
Without even looking up, Jian Qing replied instantly, âThen Iâll throw you in to feed the fish.â
At her words, Quan Jingwu abruptly leaned towards her.
âHey, XiaojingâŠâ
The book fell from her hands, and Jian Qing hurriedly stretched out to stop his advance.
Quan Jingwu placed his hands on either side of her. He drew his enchanting face closer to hers, âWould you bear to feed me to the fish?â
âFish are attracted by bait. Youâre so attractive youâd definitely lure a lot of fish.â Jian Qing pushed his face away, answering him in a casual manner.
âAm I less appealing than a fish?â His deep voice softened, causing Jian Qingâs ears to tingle.
It seemed she had heard a line like this somewhere before. It sounded familiar.
âDarling, pay attention.â Unhappy that she had lost her focus, Quan Jingwu reminded her.
âPay attention to what?â She asked.
âAnswer my question.â
She played dumb, âDid you just ask me a question? Huh, I donât remember?â
Quan Jingwu lightly pinched her chin, a smile in his eyes. âHow about we play a game?â