Chapter 19 The Rampaging Joe King of Hell

Dignified and proper... Such an image should have nothing to do with Wen Meimei.

Qiao Chengxun was someone who treasured time like gold, and after giving a brief explanation, he went upstairs.

Wen Meimei also had almost finished eating, wiped her mouth, picked up her bank card and business card, and left the dining table.

Wanting to go out and enjoy the scenery, she suddenly remembered something and quickly followed him upstairs.

Reaching the second floor, the luxurious and splendid corridor was empty.

Strange, in which room was King of Hell Qiao?

Wen Meimei knocked on each door in turn, "Young Master Qiao?"

Upon knocking on the third room, she finally got a response, "Come in."

Wen Meimei pushed the door and entered.

This was the study, where Qiao Chengxun sat upright in front of the desk, engrossed in his reading, not lifting his head when she arrived.

"Young Master Qiao,"

"Change your terms of address."

Wen Meimei paused, "Mr. Qiao?"

"..."

"Qiao Chengxun?"

"..."

Good lord, Lord Qiao was such a pain to serve!

Throwing caution to the wind, she said, "Chengxun."

"What do you want?" King of Hell Qiao finally spoke.

Wen Meimei scurried up to the desk, with a smile beaming on her face, "You haven't told me the password for the bank card yet."

"One to six."

"..."

What the heck, that's the password?

"Um, may I know how much money is in the card?" so she could have an idea in mind.

"Three million."

"..."

A bank card containing three million, with the password 123456.

Yeah, that's assertive.

"Then I won't disturb Young Master Qiao," noticing her slip of the tongue, Wen Meimei made a swift exit.

Qiao Chengxun slowly raised his head, his deep gaze capturing only a fleeting glimpse of her charming figure before she disappeared outside the door.

Reverting his attention away, his eyes were inadvertently drawn to a photo at the corner of the desk.

In the photo was a girl with low twin ponytails, an innocent and cute face, a purely sweet smile, and her clear, piercing eyes, as if endowed with magic, purifying one's soul.

A hint of melancholy surfaced in his deep eyes, and his thin lips slightly parted, "Sisi..."

...

That night, in Wen Meimei's room.

The keyboard clattered and the mouse clicked rhythmically, occasionally interrupted by the girl's angry roars.

"Quick, quick, go around, go around!"

"Idiot, why are you running in front of the boss, go back and fight, get back!"

"Oh my god, can you just focus on the fight, doctor, stop healing the boss, will you? I'm begging you..."

The wee hours were Wen Meimei's busiest time, even in a new environment, it all felt familiar; the place didn't matter when it came to gaming.

Little did she know that in the bedroom across the way.

Qiao Chengxun, disturbed by the girl's incessant chatter, tossed and turned in bed, unable to find sleep.

Damn woman, what time is it and she's still gaming!

Anger built up inside him, growing more and more until it reached the brink of explosion.

This was intolerable!

"Bang bang bang!" Qiao Chengxun knocked forcefully on the opposite room's door, but Wen Meimei, in the midst of boss fighting with headphones on, heard nothing.

After waiting for a dozen seconds, Qiao Chengxun's patience ran out, and he turned to walk to the study.

He quickly returned with a bunch of keys and let himself in.

The man's footsteps were swift and firm, resounding thuds echoing, yet the girl remained oblivious.

Wen Meimei sat cross-legged on the chair, dressed only in a thin nightgown; her prominent C-cup bust, stirred by her typing, quivered emphatically.

On the computer screen, an expert team was racing for the first kill. Wen Meimei's in-game ID was "Rampaging Sister," a melee warrior, a persona that suited her current appearance perfectly.

As the first kill seemed within reach, the girl's excitement peaked, but then her headphones were suddenly snatched away.