Chapter 240: Chapter 66 Bai Feifei: Senior sister, how could you steal my man!_3
"Breakfast is ready!" he shouted, but the house fell eerily silent.
Only then did he realize something was wrong.
"What’s going on?" he asked Bai Feifei, who was standing at the door.
"My senior and her boyfriend are arguing. Let’s go eat out," she said.
Bai Feifei took the breakfast from his hands, and the two prepared to make a swift exit.
When Miao Man saw the luxuriously dressed Sun Dasheng, something suddenly clicked in her mind.
"Feifei!" she called out.
"What is it, Senior?" Bai Feifei asked, turning around with a smile.
"What kind of car did your boyfriend drive here?" Miao Man inquired.
My heart just skipped a beat. Bai Feifei thought. I just heard them arguing about a Rolls-Royce. Isn’t that Brother Sun’s car? How did this get pinned on him?
To avoid dragging Sun Dasheng into trouble, she had been standing there quietly, not making a sound. Now her senior had suddenly put her on the spot. What am I supposed to say?
"Is it a Rolls-Royce?" Miao Man asked, walking over to her.
Pushed into a corner, Bai Feifei had no choice but to nod. "Yes, it is."
Armed with the answer, Miao Man’s confidence surged. "Qu Youbai, open your damn eyes and look! The Rolls-Royce downstairs belongs to Feifei’s boyfriend, so stop trying to dump your shit on me."
But Qu Youbai couldn’t afford to admit defeat. If he did, he would lose everything.
He stubbornly retorted, "Who knows if Feifei is just covering for you."
"What are they talking about? I don’t understand a word," Sun Dasheng whispered to Bai Feifei beside him.
Bai Feifei quietly explained the situation in his ear.
Sun Dasheng got the picture. The guy had been caught cheating and was now desperately trying to turn the tables. Admirable courage, but he never should have tried to drag him into it.
"Pretty boy, you’re mistaken," Sun Dasheng declared. "Bai Feifei is my girlfriend, not some cover-up for you to use."
As he spoke, he planted a kiss on Bai Feifei’s cheek to prove his point.
"Who are you calling a pretty boy?" Qu Youbai’s face turned ghostly white with rage.
"Here, find a mirror and see for yourself if I’m wronging you," Sun Dasheng teased.
Beside him, Bai Feifei stifled a snicker. His face really is awfully pale.
Miao Man laughed along. "Alright, pretty boy, you should leave. You’re not welcome here."
Qu Youbai felt as if his lungs were about to explode with anger.
He pointed a finger at the three of them. "You’re all in this together, ganging up on me!"
"Hey, you’re not wrong about that. We are indeed in this together." Sun Dasheng said, hands in his pockets. He walked up to Qu Youbai and gave him a look that made his skin crawl, then turned to Miao Man and lowered his head.
He pressed his lips against her fiery red ones.
"You... her..." Qu Youbai seethed, his eyes looking ready to pop.
Miao Man was stunned. She soon felt herself growing short of breath. She wanted to push him away, but he wrapped an arm firmly around her.
"If you want to get rid of this annoying fly, play along and don’t move," he whispered in her ear.
Her body went soft, and she melted into his embrace.
After the passionate kiss, Sun Dasheng beckoned to Bai Feifei. She obediently walked over and hugged his other arm.
The sight of him with a woman on each arm made Qu Youbai practically purple with envy.
"You just got a free show that normally costs extra. Now, get lost," Sun Dasheng said bluntly.
"You three shameless..."
Sun Dasheng cut him off before he could finish. "Think carefully before you speak. Once the words are out, you won’t get a chance to take them back. Think long and hard."
Qu Youbai actually calmed down.
He thought of the Rolls-Royce downstairs, of the powerful connections this man must have, and of how his girlfriend’s—no, his ex-girlfriend’s—family was also not to be trifled with.
In an instant, a cold sweat broke out on his back. If I had really said something reckless just now, wouldn’t I be finished?
"Hmph! You really think I’m afraid of you? I’m just choosing not to stoop to your level!"
With that, he turned and left without a moment’s hesitation.
The three people remaining in the room burst out laughing.
Sun Dasheng looked at Miao Man, whom he was still holding with his right arm. "Your boyfriend is quite a character."
"Let go of me," Miao Man said, rolling her eyes. She wriggled free from the large hand on her waist. "Keep talking nonsense and I’ll sue you for slander. He’s not my boyfriend. We broke up yesterday."
She then turned to the other woman. "Feifei, aren’t you going to do something about your boyfriend?"
Bai Feifei gave a faint smile. I can’t control him anyway. Besides, he’s never actually asked me out. How can we be considered a couple? Even if I’d entertained the idea, last night put an end to that. I know I can never have this man to myself. His attitude towards women is clear: he turns no one away. But there’s another rule: willing participants only. And right now, I’m a willing fish on the hook.
"I certainly can’t control him," Bai Feifei remarked.
"He’s kissing another girl right in front of you, and you’re not even a little angry?" Miao Man prodded, picking up steamed buns from the table and eating them one by one.
"Hey, leave some for me! Brother Sun waited in line to buy those for me," Bai Feifei said, hurrying over to snatch a few.
"Tsk, tsk. ’Brother Sun’ this, ’Brother Sun’ that. Looks like he’s really got you wrapped around his finger," Miao Man mocked.
Bai Feifei couldn’t take it anymore. "You have the nerve to talk about me? I seem to recall someone calling out ’Big Brother’ over and over while they fucked me hard last night."
The moment the words left her mouth, she knew she’d misspoken. She immediately clammed up and focused on eating her breakfast in silence.
Miao Man stopped mid-bite and stared at her suspiciously.
"What exactly happened last night? You’ve been pissed at me all morning."
"It’s nothing. I was just talking nonsense, don’t mind me," Bai Feifei said, trying to change the subject.
"No, something definitely happened. What are you hiding from me?" Miao Man pressed, a look of a master detective on her face as she noticed her friend’s unnatural micro-expressions.
"Do you really want to know?" Bai Feifei asked, putting down her breakfast.