Chapter 1168 - 1168 1143 Extra Story Seventeen (25)

Chapter 1168: 1143, Extra Story Seventeen (25) Chapter 1168: 1143, Extra Story Seventeen (25) “Why aren’t you asleep yet?” she asked.

Quan Tianqi noticed the pajamas she was wearing and chuckled lowly, “I wouldn’t have guessed you liked this kind of sleepwear.”

A little bear wearing a lemon, that was a first for him.

Xi An’an looked down at her own pajamas and glared at him indignantly, “What’s wrong with these pajamas, what’s with that look?”

“The look of wanting to tease you.” Seeing her get ruffled, Quan Tianqi stepped forward, leaning down he could smell the pleasant scent of her shower gel.

“Are you going to let me tease you?”

“I’m going to sleep, don’t let the door hit you on the way out.” She pushed him towards the door, but Quan Tianqi grabbed her hand instead and pulled her into his embrace.

He bent down and whispered in her ear, “Come watch some TV with me.”

“Watch TV?” Xi An’an was surprised.

Quan Tianqi nodded, “I’ve got videos of me when I was a kid. Want to see them?”

At that, Xi An’an’s interest was piqued. She glanced at the clock on the wall, it was only ten, still early.

“Yes.”

Quan Tianqi’s lips curved in a smile as he led her downstairs.

…

With Quan Tianqi cutting off the collaboration, the Xi Family was in turmoil both internally and externally. In less than a week, the group’s finances were in trouble. Xi Yuan was reaching out everywhere for help, but with fear of Quan Tianqi’s influence, no one dared offer a hand.

The collapse of the Xi Family seemed to be an undeniable fact in everyone else’s eyes, and all of this, Xi Yuan placed squarely on Xi Yu’s shoulders. The father-daughter had a huge fight, and in a fit of anger, Xi Yu ran away from home and had been missing for several days.

But none of this Xi An’an wanted to deal with. Without the old master of the Xi Family, all of it was none of her concern.

“An’an, you’re already living with President Quan, it looks like your big day is coming soon. I should be able to enjoy your wedding candies in no time, right?” Xu Ran teased.

Xi An’an sipped her coffee, “Sister Xu, stop joking.”

“But An’an, the Quan Family is Beijing’s super aristocratic family. It’s rumored that President Quan’s parents were influential figures in Beijing back in the day; I wonder if they’re difficult to get along with?” After making jokes, Xu Ran began to worry for her.

“Not at all, they’re really easy to get along with and very humorous.” Thinking of Jian Qing and others, Xi An’an smiled.

“How would you know?” Xu Ran paused, then realizing the implication in her words, gave a wink and laughed, “An’an.”

She dragged out the name, causing Xi An’an to realize she had let something slip, and resigned she said, “Sister Xu, could you pretend you didn’t hear anything?”

Those gossip-hungry eyes made her skin crawl.

“No way, confess and you’ll be treated leniently,” Xu Ran hummed with a chuckle, “You’ve met the parents already, you guys move fast. Tell me when did this happen?”

Xi An’an said, “Right after he and I left the airport that day.”

“My goodness, that’s faster than a rocket.” Xu Ran shot up from her seat with a cry of surprise, but upon noticing other customers at the cafe looking their way, she gave an apologetic smile.

She sat back down, clicking her tongue, “That’s Quan Tianqi alright, decisive and efficient as ever.”

Xi An’an picked at her dessert with her little fork, her lips curving into a faint smile.

“Come clean, how far have you two developed?” Xu Ran asked with a sneaky grin, “Have you clapped hands yet?”

“What?” Xi An’an didn’t immediately grasp the meaning behind that question.

Xu Ran saw the confusion in her eyes and realized that her artist spent most of her days practicing piano and hardly ever watched variety shows, so she leaned closer to whisper an explanation in her ear.

After hearing this, Xi An’an’s cheeks burnt red.

She picked up her coffee and hurriedly took several sips to calm herself down.

“Sister Xu, don’t talk nonsense.”

“Seems like not yet,” Xu Ran declared with a smug smile.

Embarrassed by her teasing, Xi An’an quickly stood up, “I’m going to use the bathroom.”

Xi An’an headed towards the bathroom, and a figure not far away stood up and followed her into the restroom.

The woman wore a mask, her face unclear, the brim of her hat lightly lifted, revealing spiteful eyes beneath.

Xi An’an was washing her hands when she heard footsteps behind her; she looked up just in time to meet those sinister eyes.

She frowned slightly, feeling like she’d seen that look somewhere before.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed through her mind.

“Xi Yu!”

“Heh.”

A cold laugh echoed in the bathroom.

Xi Yu pulled a handkerchief from her pocket and waved it in her direction.

Strange scents filled the air, Xi An’an held her breath, but it was already too late, a wave of weakness came over her.

Her body went limp, and she supported herself on the wash basin, her gaze fiercely fixed on Xi Yu, “Xi Yu, what on earth do you want to do?”

Xi Yu smirked, stepped forward, and covered her mouth with the handkerchief, “Xi An’an, I said we’d settle our scores slowly.”

Xi An’an’s eyelids grew heavy and her body slumped down. Xi Yu wrapped an arm around her, pulled a hat and mask from her bag to put on her, then slipped a coat over her.

Xi Yu looked around, and only after making sure that no one was there, did she take her away.

Xu Ran was about to call Xi An’an when she didn’t return for a long time when she glanced at Xi An’an’s bag on the chair and furrowed her brow.

Gathering her things, she rushed to the bathroom to look for her.

After scouring the place and not finding a trace of Xi An’an, she finally sensed something was off.