Chapter 19: The Big Bad Wolf

"But, Xiaoxun..." Leng Siche turned his face away, his eyes dimming.

She liked his brother that much, it was simply too cruel to let her do this in front of his brother.

Xia Yuxun suddenly burst out laughing, "Ache, can you please not look so pitiful? It's making me want to bully you!"

Leng Siche was momentarily stunned before he looked at Xia Yuxun, annoyed and blushing.

This girl... she still had the mood for jokes!

"There there! Don't be scared! It'll be over in a moment," Xia Yuxun said as she lightly took off her glasses...

At that moment, Bai Qianning suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of crisis. That pure and cute little face was not without its competitive edge.

But after all, she was just a naive little girl who didn't even know how to present herself, let alone compete with her for a man.

Under the varying gazes of everyone present, Xia Yuxun slowly leaned in...

And Leng Siche had gone completely stiff...

Xia Yuxun was about to laugh out loud. Leng Siche was just too innocent, making her seem like the big bad wolf ready to eat the little white rabbit!

Speak of the devil, Xia Yuxun was a brash big-tailed wolf as soon as she got out from under Leng Sichen's pressure.

A touch as light as a dragonfly's skim over water stirred up a huge wave in Leng Siche's heart...

Perhaps because Leng Siche reacted so strongly, even the hooligan Xia Yuxun was starting to blush.

"Hey, hey, hey, that was too short! I didn't even get a good look! That's not fair!" Han Qiyu complained discontentedly.

"Well, you didn't specify a time limit!" Xia Yuxun retorted with a pout, using a drink to cover up her embarrassment.

"Ah, my mistake! I should have said three minutes! Ache, I'm sorry! Ouch—"

Han Qiyu suddenly screamed in a low voice, glaring at Mo Fei beside him, "Ow, ow, ow, ow— you vicious woman! Why pinch me! Ouch— you're killing me!"

"Hmph!" Mo Fei huffed coldly.

While Han Qiyu rubbed his pinched and bruising arm with a woeful expression, he elbowed Leng Siche and moved closer, "Hey, Siche, how does it feel?"

"Qiyu, stop it!" Leng Siche's face was tinged with red.

"Siche, I risked my life for you, you see this arm!" Han Qiyu said, moving next to Leng Siche and hyperbolically rolling up his sleeve to show him.

"Ah— Sichen!"

Bai Qianning's shrill scream drew everyone's attention.

They saw Leng Sichen's glass shatter in his hand, the glass shards embedding into the flesh of his palm, a shocking sight.

"President..." Xia Yuxun was also startled.

Leng Sichen's eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Carry on, I'll deal with this."

"Sichen, let me accompany you."

"No need, stay with Siche."

Watching Leng Sichen leave, Han Qiyu let out a nervous chuckle, "The bar's glasses really are poor quality!"

Xia Yuxun murmured, "That's really too poor quality!" and then foolishly pinched her own glass.

"My heart has housed someone since, our small figures back then, that year you brought the tiny stool, so engrossed in the play, I followed all along..."

The ringtone of Xia Yuxun's phone suddenly burst forth.

"I'll go out and take a call."

After Xia Yuxun left, Han Qiyu was still in disbelief that her phone ringtone was so sentimental, completely out of character for her.

I thought she'd use "Nunchucks" or "I Haven't Been Your Boss For Many Years."

Stepping out of the private room, as soon as the call connected, Xia Yuxun started hysterically, "Ou Mingxuan! You bastard, how dare you call me!"