NOVPUBChapter 391: 377, My complexion is good (2)_1
Chapter 391: 377, My complexion is good (2)_1
Chaton finally came to his senses, stepping forward in defense of his charge.
“Miss, you must do as our princess says and immediately apologize.”
Jian Qing glanced at him, the corner of her mouth curling up in derision.
Ah, just like master, just like servant.
Both equally stupid beyond salvation.
“Here are two options for you: one, you leave; two, I call the police.”
“Call the police?” The woman seemed to have heard some amusing joke, pushing away the bodyguard standing in front of her. “Yes, please do call them. I would like to see who the police favor after they’ve seen my face.”
“Princess, you can’t.” Chaton lowered his voice to prevent her in time.
Because they snuck out without permission, a visit to the police station might lead to severe punishment by their Count.
“It’s not your place to speak.” The woman glared at him, reproachfully.
“Yifei, call the police,” Jian Qing didn’t want to waste any more time here.
“Okay!” Quan Yifei, being very cooperative, brought out her phone.
“Wait!” Chaton saw her starting to dial the number and quickly tried to stop her.
Then, he turned his head towards the woman. “Princess, if you do not go back now, I will be obliged to call the count.”
Instead of getting the authorities involved, it was better for him to inform the count directly. This would at least mitigate their punishment.
“Chaton, are you threatening me?” The woman was displeased.
“I wouldn’t dare to do so,” Chaton replied.
“Princess, here’s the call from the Count.” A bodyguard came over with a cellphone.
The woman’s face changed, then she snatched the phone from his hand.
“Daddy!”
She whined and everyone present rubbed their arms, feeling their skin prickle.
Disgusting!
The woman’s eyes showed a hint of panic, not knowing what the person on the other side of the line had said.
After hanging up, the woman glared maliciously at Jian Qing. “Consider yourself lucky today, I will come back to settle the score with you another day. You just wait.”
Jian Qing smiled lightly, “Welcome any time.”
The woman’s teeth itched with rage, but for some reason, she didn’t keep arguing. “Let’s go.”
Her stilettos skidded on the floor, as if wanting to drill holes into it. The rhythmic ‘click, click, click’ was notably loud.
“Xiaochen, add the information of the lady who just caused trouble to the blacklist. I’ll send this list to our headquarters later,” Lin Yue casually said.
The woman, upon hearing this at the door, turned around and glared daggers at Lin Yue.
Lin Yue met her gaze directly, undeterred.
“Princess!” Chaton gave a reminder.
The woman turned her head and left angrily.
“It’s all over, everyone. Please continue selecting your clothes,” Lin Yue kindly suggested. “Xiaoli, clean up here.”
“Yes.”
“Is that peacock lady nuts?” Quan Yifei muttered.
Jian Qing chuckled and put on her coat, “She’s not worth your anger, let’s go.”
After they checked out, the two left.
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JK International.
The red sports car came to a neat stop. Quan Yifei looked at the person beside her with a bit of resentment in her eyes, “Dear Miss Jian, do you really need to abandon me like this?”
“Why not join me?” Jian Qing suggested with a smirk.
Quan Yifei wagged her head, saying, “No, thank you. I finally have a day-off. Unlike you, I am not a workaholic. I don’t feel like spending it in the office.”
Besides, she didn’t want to play third wheel.
Sigh! You really can’t go shopping with people who are in a relationship.
Jian Qing chuckled softly and stepped out of the car.
“Wait, Jian Qing.”
Quan Yifei rolled down the car window and leaned out to call her.
“This is for you.”
She grabbed a handful of chocolates and handed them over, and Jian Qing took it before stuffing it into the pocket of her coat.
“Thanks!”
Quan Yifei waved her hand generously and drove off, leaving a cloud of dust behind.
The slim and tall figure entered the lobby, turning heads at a rate of 100%.
The eyes of those around her did not keep her lingering, as Jian Qing walked straight into the elevators meant solely for the CEO.
As the elevator doors closed, the lobby on the first floor erupted into an uproar.
“Damn, why does Miss Jian look even more gorgeous today?”
“Comparisons are odious. I’ve seen that outfit in a magazine. It’s the new seasonal collection of March.”
“Please, God, bless me with a wealthy boyfriend.”
The murmurs and complaints didn’t last long because the presence of the cameras around made everyone get back to work.
The office door was ajar, and with a gentle push, it swung open.
Jian Qing watched the man working behind the desk, her lips curved into a smile. She then tiptoed quietly towards him.
Even with high heels, her footsteps are distinctively different from that of Shen Hao and his men, catching the man’s attention instantly.
Quan Jingwu’s gaze shifted from the file in front of him. When he lifted his head and saw the incoming person, his eyes darkened.
“What’s my big boss up to?”
She smiled sweetly as she walked around the desk to his side.
The man cracked a wry smile and pulled her into his lap by extending his arm.
She looked for a comfortable position on his lap while eyeing the documents on the table, “How long till you’re done?”
Looking at the back of her head, the man’s brows twitched lightly.
The big hand resting on her waist shifted slightly and turned her around. As soon as he captured the woman’s delicate face in his eyes, he broke into satisfaction.
“What are you doing?” She wrapped her hands around his neck. Her cheerful look resembles that of a cunning little fox.
He gently pinched her chin and stole a light peck from her lips.
“Why are you dressed so pretty today?”
Jian Qing feigned annoyance, “Is it just today?”
“My sweet darling is always beautiful.” He smiled deeply, his eyes seemingly burning like dimly lit sapphire flames.
“Too late, sugar-coated words won’t work now.” Jian Qing huffed dismissively.
Quan Jingwu wrapped his arms around her, moving closer to whisper in her ear, “Are you here to seduce me, my sneaky vixen?”
The word escaped his lips like air; it was warmly splashed on her skin, making her blush uncontrollably.
She pushed him away slightly, staring at him reprovingly, “Who is seducing you? Picture that! Finish your files already.”
“Can’t. Too. Distracted.” He leaned back while keeping her close to his torso.
“Stop pretending.”
“Aren’t you feeling hot in these clothes?” His voice was hoarse.
She eyed him cautiously and retorted, “No.”
“Then why is your face so red?” His hand reached out and caressed her flushed cheek. Jian Qing cast him an annoyed glance and flicked away his hand.
“That’s called having a good complexion.”
“Well, I’m sure I contributed to that in some way,” he claimed.
“Hmm, what do you mean?” Confusion flickered in her eyes.
He approached her so fast that his prominent face invaded her vision, “Because I take good care of you.”
His magnetic baritone was akin to a vintage liquor, seductive and alluring.
Jian Qing paused and, upon parsing the meaning behind his words, her face turned beet red.
Shameless. Dirty rogue.
