The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 654, otherwise, I’m going to flip the table (the third watch)
It could be said that the Hervendes Family thrived thanks to Gu Yunxing, and everyone in the circle showed them some respect.
Gu Yunxing, just hearing this name gave you a sense of ancient elegance, but in reality, its European-style decor was filled with visible luxury everywhere, even the pearls embedded in the walls were valuable luminous pearls.
On the third floor’s private room, a sound akin to "slaughtering a pig" arose.
"Not the face, not the face."
The anxious voice had a hint of pleading.
"This is too much; my arm is going to break, let go, let go..."
"Don’t mess up my hair."
Ji Mingqian watched the man who was howling uncontrollably, unable to restrain a trembling at the corners of his lips.
Drama king, he was always so dramatic.
He snorted coldly, releasing the hand that was twisting the other’s arm, disdainfully saying, "I really don’t know how Gu Yunxing hasn’t gone under with you in charge."
"Isn’t it obvious? I’m extraordinarily smart," the man rubbed his arm, flung his misty blue hair, and said proudly.
"It’s just that you don’t know how to appreciate."
Ji Mingqian sat back on the sofa, legs crossed indolently, "Indeed, I can’t appreciate that anxiety-inducing intelligence of yours."
"Ji Mingqian, did you eat gunpowder? You’ve been on my case all night," the man pouted, jumping with frustration.
"And for no reason, you hit me, twisted my arm—I’m going to tell your fans about your nasty behavior, and let them see your true face."
Ji Mingqian picked up the glass of wine from the table, the rich aroma of the alcohol wafted under his nose, "Then please go ahead and spread the word, give me some more notoriety."
The man’s expression froze, "...Ji Mingqian, you really have thick skin."
Ji Mingqian raised an eyebrow, "Thanks for the compliment."
The man shot him a glare and sat down opposite him, "What was that for just now, hitting me? What did I do to provoke you?"
There should be a reason for getting beaten up; he was hit without any understanding of the cause.
Ji Mingqian glanced at him sidelong, remaining silent.
The man was utterly confused, trying hard to recall what he said just now. He hadn’t said much, had he? Wasn’t it just a mention of being acquainted with Jiang Yisheng and asking for help to get a limited edition album? Could it really be because of this?
Realizing this, the man looked at Ji Mingqian with a skeptical gaze and ventured, "Could it be because I mentioned Jiang Yisheng just now?"
No sooner had he spoken than a cold look shot his way, "Shut up."
Such a short fuse.
It seemed indeed to be because he mentioned Jiang Yisheng.
The man had an epiphany and became even more curious, "Aren’t you two good friends? Why do you seem so angry when I bring him up?"
Especially that look, as if wanting to devour someone, truly sinister.
"Who’s good friends with him, who told you that." Ji Mingqian glared at him, asking with a bad temper.
"You two always hit the trending searches, and fans and reporters often snap pictures of you together. If not friends, what are you, dining with your enemy?" The man, unfazed as if a dead pig not fearing boiling water, continued.
Ji Mingqian retorted, "What if it’s with an enemy?"
"So fierce?" It was rare to see Ji Mingqian so fiery, and the man couldn’t help but feel the urge to laugh, leisurely pouring himself a glass of wine.
"What’s the matter, you had a fight with a friend, a conflict?"
"None of your business," Ji Mingqian said, "I’ve already said he’s not my friend. Burn, if you don’t shut up, believe it or not, I’ll hit you again."
"Who are you going to hit?"
The door to the private room opened, and Ye Jiuliang’s cool voice came through.
"Wow, Master Jiu has arrived." Burn greeted Ye Jiuliang with a hearty laugh as soon as he saw him.
The next second, upon seeing the man who followed in behind Ye Jiuliang, his spine stiffened, he put down his glass and hurriedly ducked under the table.
It was over; he had come too.
A flurry of odd movements caught Ye Jiuliang and Ji Mingqian completely off guard.
The two exchanged glances, confused.
Was this guy on the wrong medication?
What are you doing hiding under the table?
Li Mochan walked in last, closed the door, walked over to the sofa, and his ink-black eyes caught a glimpse of the person hiding under the table, a playful smile curling up at the corner of his lips.
When you broke his stuff, you were bold as brass, but now you’ve turned chicken.
Ji Mingqian bent over, peered under the table, and asked, puzzled, "Burn, what are you doing under the table?"
Burn’s face showed his discomfort, and he shushed with a finger to his lips.
"Shush what, you’ve seen a ghost or something?" Ji Mingqian’s confusion grew as he watched his mysterious actions.
Burn, "..."
That person is scarier than any ghost, okay?
"Did you offend Ajiu and now you’re scared she’ll hit you?" Ji Mingqian guessed again.
Burn shook his head, speaking softly, "Just drop it, get out, get out."
"What are you hiding from?" Ji Mingqian wondered, reaching out to pull him out, "Come out and talk, you’re acting like a thief under there."
"Hey, hey, don’t pull me, I’m not going out." Burn clung to the table leg, howling.
"I’m not going out."
Ji Mingqian let out an amused laugh, let go, and Burn ducked back under the table.
Off to the side, Ye Jiuliang’s eyes crinkled with mirth.
"Burn, do I look like a terrifying demon today?" Did he really need to hide under the table as soon as she arrived?
Under the table, Burn grimaced; the person she brought with her truly did look intimidating.
Ye Jiuliang tapped on the table, urging, "Come on, get out, or I’ll flip the table."
After a moment, the person hiding under the table slowly crawled out.
His head hung low, looking guilty as sin.
Ye Jiuliang couldn’t help but chuckle, "Seriously, what’s going on with you? Anyone would think we were bullying you."
Burn scratched his head, casting sideways glances at the person next to Ye Jiuliang.
Suddenly, a man’s chilly voice rang out across from him, "Burn, it’s about time you paid back my money, isn’t it?" 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
No escaping fate, Burn lifted his head to meet Li Mochan’s deep and dark gaze, and swallowed hard.
"Long time no see, Li Fifth Master, you’re looking better and better."
That flattery couldn’t have sounded less sincere.
Ye Jiuliang raised an eyebrow, looking at Burn in surprise, "You know my Li Mochan?"
So, was Burn actually hiding from her Li Mochan just now?
"Friends, old friends, right, Li Fifth Master?" Burn’s smile turned sycophantic as he started to schmooze.
Li Mochan looked at him with a smile that was not quite a smile, and echoed somberly, "My money?"
"Uh..."
Burn’s face fell; this clearly wasn’t his fault, so why should he pay up.
Li Mochan was a robber, a bandit.
Ye Jiuliang glanced sideways at Li Mochan, "He owes you money?"
Li Mochan nodded.
"How much?" she asked.
The corner of Li Mochan’s lips curved slightly, "Enough to buy you a lot of motorcycles."
As soon as he said that, Ye Jiuliang’s gaze shot towards Burn, straightforwardly stating, "Pay up the money."
Caught in her clear, cool gaze, Burn felt like crying without tears, "I don’t owe him money."
He was being wrongly accused.
He whimpered and protested, "If Wei Bei hadn’t suddenly popped up behind me, I wouldn’t have knocked over your vase. If anyone should pay, you should be asking Wei Bei."
