Chapter 1017 - 1017 1002 Jue and Zhans Couple Extra (1)

Chapter 1017: 1002, Jue and Zhan’s Couple Extra (1) Chapter 1017: 1002, Jue and Zhan’s Couple Extra (1) “The rest is up to you guys, don’t bother me unless it’s something big,” Bai Jue took off his gloves and lab coat, picked up his car keys, and walked outside.

“Young Master Jue, where are you going?” The Research Room’s Assistant chased after him, but Bai Jue had already gotten into his sports car.

With one hand on the steering wheel and a rogue smile playing on his lips, Bai Jue said, “I’m off to chase my wife. Don’t disturb me unless necessary, or I’ll show you what a fist as big as a clay pot feels like.”

“But you did promise to perform that surgery for the president of the Wil Group tomorrow. The scheduled time is tomorrow.” The Assistant said, frowning worriedly.

Bai Jue scoffed, “Let him find another doctor. With all the bad things he’s done, it’s up to King Yama to decide if he lives or dies.”

After finishing his sentence, the white sports car sped off, kicking up a cloud of dust.

In the thick of the night, Bai Jue strolled leisurely into the airport, checked the time, and dialed a number on his phone.

He picked a bench and casually sat down, waiting to board.

Soon, someone on the other end of the phone answered.

“Dammit, Bai Jue! I said I wanted to give you the cold shoulder, so why are you bothering me with calls?” Zhan Mingyan’s explosive voice made Bai Jue’s ears buzz.

Well, his fiery little pepper was full of energy.

Suddenly, a raucous electronic noise came through, and the boyfriend alarm bells in his head went off instantly. “Little Yannyan, where are you?”

“None of your business. I’m not telling you.” Zhan Mingyan purposely irritated him.

This “cold war” between the two started last week. Bai Jue took Zhan Mingyan to a party, and as luck would have it, they ran into one of Bai Jue’s old flames. Seeing a woman nearly clinging onto Bai Jue, Zhan Mingyan left in a huff and ignored him for a whole week.

Bai Jue pinched the bridge of his nose, just as he was about to speak, the call was disconnected.

“Beep beep beep…”

“The flight to Beijing is about to take off. Passengers please prepare to board…” A sweet voice rose from the loudspeaker and resonated through the airport.

Bai Jue put away his phone, his thin lips pressed tightly together.

Lil’ fiery pepper, just you wait for me!

On the other side

With flashing lights and throbbing music, people on the dance floor twisted their hips and butts wildly, accompanied by the clinking of glasses.

Zhan Mingyan ordered a cocktail, watching the couples dancing closely together on the floor, her mind drifting to someone across the ocean.

“Mingyan, what are you thinking about?” Xiya, who had just come back from the bathroom, saw Zhan Mingyan daydreaming and tapped her on the shoulder.

“It’s nothing,” Zhan Mingyan replied absently.

“Let me guess, could it be you’re thinking of Bai Jue?” Xiya teased her.

Zhan Mingyan managed an awkward smile, took a few sips from her glass to hide her thoughts, “No way, who’d think about that jerk.”

“Did you two have a fight?” Xiya inquired.

“Nope.”

“Tsk tsk, Mingyan, you’re really not cut out for lying,” Xiya said with a laugh, “Your expression gives you away every time you lie.”

“Ah, stop talking about that jerk, let’s keep drinking.” Zhan Mingyan handed her a glass and clinked it against hers.

Xiya, ever so hearty, downed the drink in one gulp, set down her glass, and looped an arm around her neck, “Alright, no more about him. Let’s go, I’ll take you to the next party.”

Listening to her refer to herself as ‘the young master,’ Zhan Mingyan gave her an amused look, “Please, you’re a mom, do you have no shame calling yourself ‘young master’?”

“Why feel ashamed? Look, isn’t the young master dashing?” Xiya retrieved a cap and plopped it onto her head, taming her flamboyant pink locks.

Zhan Mingyan chuckled, yet had to admit that Xiya did indeed resemble a prince straight out of a comic book, especially with her baggy casual wear. If you didn’t look closely, you could easily mistake her for a man.

Just look at all the girls around sending Xiya their coy glances, and you can tell how charismatic Xiya really is.

“Dashing, totally dashing.”

Xiya said with a playful smile, draping her arm around her, “Come on, kiddo, I’ll take you to enjoy some good food and spicy drinks.”

After hanging out with Xiya at bars and having a big meal at a food stall, Zhan Mingyan didn’t go home but stayed the night at the hotel where Xiya was staying.

It was dawn when Bai Jue came out of the airport.

He made several calls, but there was no answer on the other end of the line.

He frowned but didn’t give up, continuing to call.

This time, someone finally answered, but it wasn’t Zhan Mingyan.

“Who is this?”

The voice sounded lazy and hoarse from just waking up.

Hearing this familiar voice, Bai Jue’s lips twitched slightly, “Xiya, how come my wife’s phone is with you?”

The parents hadn’t even met yet, but Bai Jue had already claimed her as his own.

Xiya, hearing Bai Jue’s voice, sobered up a bit, glanced at the person beside her still not fully awake, lifted the quilt and carefully got out of bed.

Then, she took the phone to the outside balcony to talk, clicking her tongue, “Bai Jue, when did I not know that you got a wife?”

“Quit your nonsense. How did you two end up together?” No wonder when he called her last night, he heard the noise of a bar. It turned out this lady was there.

Xiya turned around, leaning against the railing, “What’s the matter, can’t handle it? Lady slept with your wife last night, feeling jealous?”

Bai Jue was at his wit’s end, wondering how Khan could manage his wife so poorly that he couldn’t even keep this troublemaker in check.

What a calamity.

“Xiya, Khan probably doesn’t know about you going to the bar, right?”

Xiya pouted her lips, detecting the threat in his words, “It’s your own fault for not having a wife, not cute at all.”

Cute my foot.

What does a grown man need to be cute for?

“Enough. I will send you the location, hurry up and get over here.” Seeing the person in the bed stir, Xiya whispered.

After the phone call, she tiptoed back inside.

No sooner had she put the phone back in its place than the person on the bed woke up.

Zhan Mingyan rubbed her eyes, groggily sitting up, “What time is it?”

“Not even seven yet, go back to sleep a bit more,” said Xiya.

Having drank too much beer at the food stall last night, Zhan Mingyan felt her head was heavy and foggy. She glanced outside; the sky was a dull gray, and she fell back asleep.

Seeing her asleep, Xiya grabbed her clothes and headed to the bathroom.

A while later, she finished washing up, changed into fresh clothes, and came out.

She poured a glass of water but barely took a couple of sips when there was a knock at the door.

Xiya didn’t need to guess who it was. She put down the glass, then grabbed her hat and car keys to go and open the door.

“Not bad, that was quick,” Xiya said, eyeing the person at the door, dusty and rushed. If it weren’t for not wanting to wake Zhan Mingyan, she would have whistled.

“Where is she?” Bai Jue asked.

Xiya pointed towards the large bed, then playfully slapped his chest, “There, I’m giving her back to you. I’m out of here, and you better not tell Khan I was here, or else,” she threatened with a humph, “I’ll take your wife with me.”