From Runaway Bride to Global Queen-Chapter 91 - I Have to Thank You

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Chapter 91: Chapter 91 I Have to Thank You

Either don’t meet at all, or if you decide to meet, then it can’t be done casually.

After briefly grappling with her thoughts, Qiao Yi poured her full enthusiasm into the upcoming banquet.

When Lu Yanchuan came home in the evening, he saw Qiao Yi twisting herself into a rather contorted posture, standing on a yoga mat, balancing on one foot.

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Lu Yanchuan worried that she might fall and injure herself as he watched her wobble uncertainly.

“Come help me out…”

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Qiao Yi squeezed out the words with difficulty, and upon hearing her, Lu Yanchuan walked over to her side, and as she instructed, slowly guided her other leg down from above her head.

“Phew—”

Qiao Yi hugged her chest and let out a long sigh of relief, then immediately jumped off the yoga mat, approaching Lu Yanchuan with a pleasing smile on her face.

“Hey hey, Third Young Master? Yanchuan? There’s something I’d like you to help with…”

Having never seen Qiao Yi act so ingratiatingly before, Lu Yanchuan felt a mix of surprise and uncertainty, yet he managed to keep a poker face, neither agreeing nor declining.

Biting her lip in secret, Qiao Yi thought, would she really need to be this agreeable to him if she didn’t need Lu Yanchuan to help her make a presence at the event tomorrow!

After hesitating for quite a while, seeing that Lu Yanchuan remained unmoved, Qiao Yi finally steeled herself, tenderly embraced his arm, and leaned most of her body against him.

“Husband~~~”

“Just, help me out~~~~”

An electric current shot up Lu Yanchuan’s spine as Qiao Yi’s soft, delicate body pressed tightly against him, her coquettish and whining voice making his scalp tingle.

“Husband~~~~”

Having already thrown her dignity to the wind, Qiao Yi turned up the heat, wrapping herself around him like a water snake, her arms scaling up to his shoulders, with her rosy lips puckering near his chin, humming a tune of undecided kisses.

Who could resist this!

Amidst Qiao Yi’s surprised shrieks, Lu Yanchuan scooped her up in his arms, taking big strides upstairs.

“Husband~ you haven’t agreed to me yet~”

Though physically under threat, Qiao Yi didn’t forget her original purpose, and continued to pester Lu Yanchuan with her soft, whiny inquiries.

“I agree with you.”

A smile shone in Qiao Yi’s eyes that she couldn’t hide, as she nestled in Lu Yanchuan’s embrace like a little fox that had just snuck a taste.

Lu Yanchuan noticed Qiao Yi’s subtle expressions, but didn’t take them to heart.

Today, it was Qiao Yi who had thrown herself at him; even if she wanted to escape, he wouldn’t give her the chance to run away.

It wasn’t until Qiao Yi was thrown onto the bed and Lu Yanchuan, casting aside his shirt, leaned in, that Qiao Yi was still laughing, even deliberately embracing his neck as if inviting a kiss.

Their intense kissing was halted the moment Lu Yanchuan’s hand slid under Qiao Yi’s clothes, whereupon she looked at his furrowed brow with a mischievous grin and clasped his wrist.

“I got my period today, so you’ll just have to take care of yourself!”

Qiao Yi giggled as she pushed the suddenly stiff Lu Yanchuan away and streaked into the bathroom, leaving Lu Yanchuan sitting alone on the bed, inexplicably despondent.

This little rascal…

Today, Qiao Yi still doesn’t know what kind of “retribution” she’s going to face in the future because of her petty schemes.

The Yun Family’s heiress’s birthday banquet invited nobility from all over Capital City; nearly all notable families received an invitation.

Anyone with a discerning eye knew the intention behind the Yun Family’s actions.

It was said that Miss Yun only graduated this year, her marriage still undecided. Thus, it goes without saying that today’s banquet also aims to find a suitable husband for Miss Yun.

Of course, the invitations sent by the Yun Family and Yun Luoluo herself were different. Qiao Yi and Feng Siyu received the ones from Yun Luoluo, so their attendance at the birthday banquet merely represented themselves.

When Feng Siyu saw Lu Yanchuan attending with Qiao Yi, she instantly became interested, making faces and gestures at Qiao Yi, which left Qiao Yi utterly speechless.

Although she managed to dodge a situation yesterday by taking advantage of her period, she was still caught by him in the evening and forced to do some unspeakable things.

Now seeing the suggestive look in Feng Siyu’s eyes, Qiao Yi couldn’t help but blush.

“Yo! Isn’t this our Ms. Qiao! Haven’t seen you in years and you’ve gotten even more womanly. If Ms. Qiao had looked like this back then, maybe Jiang Zhuocheng wouldn’t have ended up with me, right, hubby?” said a voice that dampened the mood. Qiao Yi and the others turned around and saw a man and woman walking in arm in arm.

The woman was quite attractive, but the mockery and sharpness on her face ruined her otherwise gentle beauty.

“Li Xuesi, after so many years we haven’t seen each other, your mouth is still as foul as ever. Don’t you know to brush your teeth before going out?” Feng Siyu stepped to the side, shielding Qiao Yi, and rolled her eyes dramatically at Li Xuesi and Jiang Zhuocheng.

Li Xuesi’s face changed color, but she quickly suppressed her anger, looking playfully at Feng Siyu.

“What’s the matter, can’t stand your master being insulted? What a loyal dog you are for Qiao Yi.”

The few had hardly met when things already seemed confrontational. Qiao Yi frowned and reached out to pull back the enraged Feng Siyu.

“What’s the use of arguing with such people? If a dog bites you, would you bite back? A mad dog that barks in ignorance should just be put down.”

“Qiao Yi! What do you mean by that!”

Li Xuesi’s shrill screams drew the attention of a group of people nearby, Qiao Yi remained unphased, her gaze still laced with disdain.

“Miss Li, be mindful of your status. Screaming and yelling in public is not something a lady should do.”

Qiao Yi, with Lu Yanchuan on her arm, walked gracefully up to Li Xuesi.

She was naturally taller than Li Xuesi, plus the ten-centimeter heels she wore today made her tower over Li Xuesi by a head.

Qiao Yi looked down from her height at Li Xuesi and Jiang Zhuocheng, her lips slowly curving into a sneer.

“After all these years, I didn’t expect you to still be… so unambitious.”

Li Xuesi’s face turned bright red, barely able to control her emotions due to Qiao Yi’s undisguised mockery.

Seeing Li Xuesi’s reaction, Qiao Yi’s interest was piqued, deliberately holding Lu Yanchuan’s hand closely and laughing happily and sweetly.

“But I must thank you for one thing. If you hadn’t taken Jiang Zhuocheng away from me back then, I might not have had the chance to meet such a good man as my husband. I’ll definitely treat you to a meal someday to properly thank you!”

A direct hit to the target, Li Xuesi’s face turned from red to white and then quickly to a deep shade of purple.

Qiao Yi didn’t care about how upset Li Xuesi was feeling. She squeezed Lu Yanchuan’s arm, and he cooperatively embraced Qiao Yi, following along with her words.

“It’s my good fortune to be able to marry Yiyi.”