âHow come itâs not me?â Xiao Qian tried to mimic his action of touching her hair.
However, due to her height and aura, the effect wasnât great.
Xiao Qian felt as if she could only reach someoneâs knees by jumping up.
Being short was a disadvantage, but she would not be defeated; she had to maintain her aura!
âFrom now until the morning after tomorrow, all of your time belongs to me alone. Have you come to terms with this?â Xiao Qian said seriously.
Yu Minglang instantly understood that this was a benefit!
He pulled Xiao Qianâs hand more seriously than she did and walked briskly, while she dragged him to prevent him from pulling her away.
âWhere are you going?â
âBack to our own home, and thenââ He smirked.
âDonât you have anything else on your mind besides that?â
âCan you actually think of anything more important than that?â Yu Minglang thought a lot in these few seconds.
âCome with me; I need you.â She winked at him and led him towards the direction of the karaoke club with big strides.
Hereâ¦? Yu Minglang thought for a moment but couldnât figure out what she wanted to do.
Yu Minglang guessed the beginning, but he didnât expect she was pulling him in just for singing simply, and there was no playâ¦
A man and a woman were locked in a small dark room, singing without doing anything else, Xiao Qiangâs psychological shadow area was really hard to estimate.
Xiao Qian chose the Cantonese old song âWind Seasonâ, which was sung as soon as they entered, completely ignoring Yu Minglangâs suggestive gaze.
Yu Minglang was feeling depressed, eating sunflower seeds like crazy, and feeling as if the sofa were silently mocking him.
Xiao Qianâs singing was really good, although it is a Cantonese song, she sang it with perfect pronunciation and even conveyed the feelings of the past and the transition from helplessness to enlightenment in the song. She held the microphone in her hand and wouldnât let it go, singing the same song over and over again.
After Yu Minglang finished a bunch of sunflower seeds, Xiao Qian was still singing.
What on earth was happeningâ¦
Listening to Xiao Qianâs sad singing again, Yu Minglang felt as if he understood something.
Was his Qian Bao in a bad mood?
While Yu Minglang was thinking about how to cheer her up, Xiao Qian finally got tired, put down the microphone, and stopped singing.
âThe water isnât strong enough.â She pressed the bell, and the waiter immediately came in.
âOpen a bottle of Louis XIII.â
âSis, thatâs thirteen thousand.â The waiter smiled and reminded her.
âOpen it.â
âAll right, please wait a moment.â The waiter was frightened by Xiao Qianâs gaze and hurried away without delay.
âQian Bao, do we have to drink like this?â Yu Minglang put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms.
She glanced at him, âPitying?â
âWhatâs there to pity about? Zheng Laoâer should be grateful that we are patronizing his place. If anyone should pity anyone, itâs him pitying us.â
Xiao Qian was really disappointed to see that Yu Minglang wasnât distressed about the money and immediately knew what was going on.
Yes, this was Zheng Xuâs place.
Xiao Qian had been taken to the mountains with Shi Touyu here once before. Zheng Xu felt responsible because he thought it was due to poor supervision, so he bought the place on a whim afterward.
After the purchase, he told Xiao Qian that he would cover her expenses here in the future, just so she would not have any lingering shadows. He was a good family member.
Yu Minglang had no qualms about taking advantage of Zheng Xu, but he was a bit reluctant to drink outside.
âHow did you know this was Zheng Xuâs place?â
âI heard from a friend that Zheng Xu has been expanding his physical business recently and has acquired many miscellaneous things. Qian Bao, look at him, heâs not pure at all. Buying a place like this is clearly for his personal tastes.â
Yu Minglang effortlessly and contentedly smeared Zheng Xuâs image.
Xiao Qian looked at him with a smile as he seriously spouted nonsense, creating a vivid image.
âHow did you know it was Zheng Xuâs place?â
âYouâre spending so recklessly without blinking an eye; itâs obvious you came here with a powerful backing. But, my dear Xiao Mei, I have to warn you: Donât come to places like this. What if he tries to pull you in?â
He was jealous but didnât want to admit it, so he kept pulling Xiao Qian off-topic without addressing the main point.
Xiao Qian looked at him with amusement, her expression saying, âYou can keep bluffing, but letâs see if you can bluff your way out.â
Yu Minglangâs subconscious judgment was really strong. As long as he had come into contact with any information, he could categorize and store it, and quickly combine it when needed. Thatâs why Uncle Liu said his sixth sense was very strong. Hearing Hai Zhao mention once that Zheng Xu was expanding recently, he immediately deduced that the expensive bottle of wine must be from Zheng Xuâs output.
Xiao Qian believed that Yu Minglang must know why Zheng Xu bought this place and offered her free consumption for life. Itâs just that this guyâs jealous king attribute got a little carried away.
After Yu Minglang had thoroughly slandered his former love rival, he didnât wait for Xiao Qianâs killing blow; she just looked at him with a smiling face.
âQian Bao, did you encounter something upsetting?â
Suddenly being so gentle towards him made it hard to get used to!
âHow did you know I was upset? Is it your intuition again?â Xiao Qian moved around beside him for a while, feeling that none of the poses were comfortable, so she simply sat directly on his lap.
The flickering lights made the two of them appear in various colors. The colorful lights in her eyes made him intoxicated.
Yu Minglang suddenly understood the meaning of the phrase âYouâre a charming little demonâ that Qiao Zhen often recited to Shi Touyu.
Shi Touyu liked to watch domineering CEOs and would often ask his sister to recite a few lines. Yu Minglang sometimes accidentally heard it and got goosebumps all over. But at this moment, looking at Xiao Qian, he felt that she truly resembled a little demon.
She was so beautiful.