"Self-respect?"
Qin Yunxi's dark pupils sharpened, his gaze towards Ai Wei emanating a majestic authority that brooked no defiance.
Ai Wei's heart skipped a beat. Though wronged, she could only swallow her pride.
Who was to blame...
Qin Yunxi was the chairman of Qin Group, a man of mystery, rumored to control one-fifth of the global arms trade?
She couldn't afford to offend him!
Ai Wei hurried to Rong Jingyang's side and softly called out, "A Jing."
Rong Jingyang looked at his best friend, puzzled. What did she mean?
Qin Yunxi shrugged. Couldn't he make a joke? She wasn't your wife, why so tense?
Rong Jingyang clearly caught his best friend's unfriendly gaze and returned an even more intense stare. Old Qin, jokes are jokes, but there's a limit.
Qin Yunxi grew impatient under Rong Jingyang's sharp, dark eyes.
He averted his gaze and said, "Alright then, you guys do your thing. I'll find my own fun."
Ai Wei didn't understand the silent confrontation between the two men, but seeing Qin Yunxi concede, she felt a surge of joy.
Finally, was the third wheel leaving?
Ai Wei watched Qin Yunxi walk out the door, her heart soaring, wishing she could set off firecrackers to celebrate.
However, her good mood lasted less than two minutes. Suddenly, a cacophony of noise filled the air.
Men and women, and...
Electric guitar, keyboard, bass, suona, drums, all sorts of noisy sounds erupted at once.
"Dong ci da ci, dong ci da ci—"
"Boom boom boom—"
"Dong—"
Ai Wei choked on her words, nearly choking herself to death.
Pfft—
Had Qin Yunxi hired bar DJs and dance hall hostesses to cause trouble?!
"I'll go close the door." Despite the internal chaos, Ai Wei said gently and ladylike.
She tiptoed to the door, and a strong smell of alcohol assailed her.
Ai Wei saw—
Her eyes nearly bulged out. Qin Yunxi was embracing a long-legged beauty, dancing provocatively?!
Did he really treat her company like a bar?
Dancing, smoking, drinking, a group of people going wild!
"Slap!"
Ai Wei slammed the door shut and locked it.
The solid wood door was of good quality and heavy. Once closed, it blocked out most of the noise, reducing it to below 50 decibels, which wouldn't affect her conversation with Rong Jingyang.
Rong Jingyang's brows furrowed: "—"
Ai Wei quickly smiled, "It's okay, Master Qin likes to have fun, let him have his fun. Shall we finalize the southern design and leave?"
Rong Jingyang felt that things weren't that simple. Before he could nod, a creaking sound came from outside the door.
Immediately, the entire solid wood door was dismantled.
Dismantled!
Ai Wei turned around, her face extremely embarrassed.
[Qin Yunxi, what are you doing?! You're turning things upside down, not demolishing buildings!]
Qin Yunxi shrugged like a hooligan, "Why lock the door? I thought you two were up to something shady."
"Let's get this straight first..."
Rong Jingyang, in his wheelchair, interrupted, "I'm leaving."
If he stayed any longer, he didn't know what other trouble Old Qin would stir up.
Besides, it was indeed very late today.
"Ah?" What?
Ai Wei looked bewildered and quickly chased after Rong Jingyang, "A Jing, wait for me."
As she passed Qin Yunxi, she glared at him fiercely.
Qin Yunxi raised his hand slightly, and Ai Wei screamed in fright.
"Ah—"
Don't you dare take liberties with me again!
"Hahahaha..." Qin Yunxi laughed wildly, watching the fleeing figures.
He strode to the sofa, picked up his phone, and said to the person on the screen, "How was it? Did your brother do as he promised?"
Grace's lips curved, then froze: "—"
Qin Yunxi smirked wickedly, "Come on, call me 'brother'?"