The man's magnetic and seductive voice echoed in Grace's ears, but she felt as if she were encased in an ice cellar, freezing to death.
She dared not look up.
She feared a surprise attack.
Grace instinctively lowered her head, burying it against the man's chest.
But the chest hair, the strong male hormones, and the scent of shower gel wafted into her senses.
No—
She couldn't breathe.
Grace could only hold her breath to block out the man's scent.
Clearly!
She was a formidable boxer!
Why couldn't she defeat Qin Yunxi?!
Grace wanted to cry, to break free. But even with all her strength, she couldn't escape Qin's hold.
Alas!
The disparity in strength between men and women, and their inherently different physiological structures, made Grace give up struggling.
"I've kissed your eyes, your lips, and your neck."
"This time..."
"Should I kiss your collarbone, or your chest?"
Grace: !!!
Qin Yunxi, how dare you!
I—
Just as the woman was about to explode, the man's wicked voice sounded again, "I like chests."
"Do you say..."
"To take it now? Or to owe it first?"
Grace: !!!!!!
Let's just go down together!
She would rather die than suffer the man's humiliation!
"Grace," Qin Yunxi called her softly, "Tell me, do you want to owe it first?"
"If you don't speak..."
Grace shivered violently, "Owe it, owe it, owe it!"
Owe it first!
She could finally breathe deeply.
Qin Yunxi felt the woman's rapidly beating heart and grinned wickedly, "Alright."
He let her go.
Casually wrapping a towel around himself, he picked up his phone.
Grace felt as if her strength had been instantly drained. She propped herself up on her knees to avoid falling.
"Hoo, hoo, hoo—"
This was deadly!
She had thought just now—
"Hello to all the viewers in front of the screen, I am the adopted daughter of the Rothschild family…
For the rest of our lives… may we each be well."
Listening to the voice from the speaker, Grace stood frozen.
Xin Jie?
She couldn't help but step forward, looking at the video on Qin Yunxi's phone screen, and Grace was stunned.
This—
Is—
Real—
Xin Jie had divorced Rong Jingyang after all, and in such an uncompromising manner.
Qin Yunxi raised his phone and looked at the shocked woman beside him, "Do you know where this is?"
The background in the video didn't look like it was at Lantian Gui Shu.
Grace's expression was numb, "Europe, the Christiano family."
Qin Yunxi frowned. "Europe?"
That was the stronghold of the Rothschild family; it wouldn't be easy.
Both fell into silence.
Suddenly, Grace snatched Qin Yunxi's phone and dialed a few numbers. "I'm sorry, the number you have dialed is switched off—"
Why was it switched off?
Unable to reach Du Ruoxin, Grace dialed another number.
Fortunately, this one connected.
"Hello, Rothschild residence, whom are you looking for?"
A maid's voice came from the speaker. Grace cleared her throat and said, "This is Grace, is Miss at home?"
The maid replied, "Miss is already asleep."
Grace then asked, "What about Master?"
The maid said, "Please wait a moment."
Looking at the man sitting on the sofa, she covered the mouthpiece and reported, "Master, it's Grace."
Christiano's blue eyes deepened slightly, and he beckoned.
The maid immediately handed the cordless phone to Christiano.
"Speak," the man said.
Grace overcame her fear, trying her best to remain calm, "I want to see Xin Jie."
Christiano:—
After a half-second pause, he said in a good mood, "When Xin'er and I get married, we will invite you to be guests."