Nie Yixiao couldn’t help but furrow his thick brows.

No matter what mess this girl has gotten into again, he had no choice but to clean it up for her.

There’s just so much space in the car, nowhere to hide.

He lowered his voice: "Move to the front!"

"What?" Qiao Yongyong was taken aback.

"Roll to the front, no more nonsense." His tone grew harsher as he simultaneously adjusted the passenger seat to its lowest position.

Without asking any further, Qiao Yongyong crouched and scurried to the passenger seat.

As soon as she sat down, Nie Yixiao took off his suit and loosened his shirt collar, then with a large hand, he reached out, ripping her coat open with a tearing sound.

With the coat torn open, her underwear exposed to the air, revealing a beautiful figure.

Qiao Yongyong was startled, and before she knew it, Nie Yixiao had flipped over, looming above her with his warm breath hitting her face, causing Qiao Yongyong to widen her eyes.

Simultaneously, someone started knocking heavily on the car window.

Qiao Yongyong immediately grasped his intention, clinging tightly to his lean and muscular waist, restraining her heartbeat.

Nie Yixiao calmly opened the window a crack, furrowing his handsome brows, a look of displeasure as if his good time was being disrupted:

"What’s going on?"

A few men caught a glimpse of the suggestive scene inside the car, and with a start, exchanged glances, their expressions all taking on a hint of mischief and amusement.

So, this Mr. Nie is quite the playboy, actually having a car rendezvous in the middle of the night?

One man, however, remained vigilant, looking toward the woman beneath Nie Yixiao: "Why has Mr. Nie come to the hotel at night?"

Qiao Yongyong immediately buried her face in Nie Yixiao’s embrace, acting both shy and displeased: "Oh my, who are these people, Yixiao... they’ve seen everything."

Nie Yixiao wrapped an arm around her, cocooning Qiao Yongyong from head to her vital parts snugly inside his embrace, his voice exuding extreme dissatisfaction: "The cooperation with Mr. Inoue’s bodyguard company has been terminated, but there are still some affairs to be dealt with. I have just finished discussing with Mr. Inoue’s assistant."

He paused for a moment, then coldly added: "Have you seen enough?"

The few men then withdrew their gazes.

Yet, the one from before still harbored doubts: "This miss is—"

Qiao Yongyong began to whine in a pinched voice: "It’s all your fault, so annoying! Insisting on bringing me along when dealing with business, and once you bring me, insisting on trying something by the roadside, talking about how thrilling it is... There, now people have seen us, it’s so embarrassing..."

Nie Yixiao lowered his eyelids, planting a gentle kiss on the woman’s forehead as if to soothe her, his murmurs entwined with affection: "Alright, I will compensate you..."

The several aides didn’t say any more, even standing outside the car, they could feel the warmth of spring emanating from within.

One asked: "Someone just ran out of the hotel, I wonder if Mr. Nie noticed."

Nie Yixiao lifted his face, his incomparably handsome features revealing a trace of jest: "I was ’busy’ just now, do you think I would’ve noticed?"

The men exchanged looks; they were all men and understood that in such moments, even an earthquake might go unnoticed.

"What happened?" Nie Yixiao’s eyelids flickered, as he casually took the initiative to ask.

"Someone infiltrated Mr. Inoue’s suite half an hour ago, trying to assassinate Mr. Inoue. Mr. Inoue was wounded by the assailant."

Nie Yixiao’s eyes grew cold, but the flicker was almost imperceptible, swiftly returning to his usual demeanor, he scoffed lightly: "It seems that Mr. Inoue has quite a number of enemies. Getting splashed with paint doesn’t seem too bad in comparison."

Shamed by his sarcasm, the men didn’t say any more and continued on their way to search elsewhere. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Seeing Inoue’s subordinates walk away, Nie Yixiao propped himself up and returned to the driver’s seat.

Qiao Yongyong also breathed a sigh of relief, but still seemingly reluctant, she nuzzled against him like a little puppy, as if she hadn’t hugged him enough.

Nie Yixiao still felt a hidden pain in his chest from where this girl had pinched him; his expression darkened: "Qiao Yongyong, dream on if you think I’ll help you again next time!"

Qiao Yongyong pouted, it wasn’t a big deal—it was just that she had taken advantage of him when he held her and couldn’t resist to pinch his muscles a few times and grope him a bit, and nibbled a little on his tofu!

Is it really such a big deal?

Seeing her showing no sign of remorse, his gaze slid, landing on her half-exposed snowy shoulder, his expression turned even uglier: "Put on your clothes! You like exposing yourself that much?"

Qiao Yongyong pursed her lips: "My clothes got ripped by you just now~"

He threw his suit jacket at her.

It was only then Qiao Yongyong put on his suit jacket, flashing him a smile: "Thanks to your cleverness just now, Brother Yixiao, thank you..."

Before she finished speaking, he turned around, his eyes darkening, and stared at her coldly: "You went to assassinate Inoue Keino in the middle of the night?"

The smile on Qiao Yongyong’s face froze, she grumbled: "Assassinate? You make it sound so serious; I was just messing with him."

"Messing with him? He’s been stabbed now."

"Serves him right. He deserved it for buzzing people in, couldn’t he just let me have my fun?"

"What else did you do to Inoue Keino?"

Qiao Yongyong giggled: "Nothing much, just shaved off all his hair, and then, hehe, gave him a scare, almost scared the pee out of him."

Shave off all the hair on his body...?

Nie Yixiao’s face flushed slightly; she truly was a woman of extensive romantic experience.

Yet Qiao Yongyong didn’t notice the chill rising on Nie Yixiao’s face and leaned in to solicit praise: "Aren’t I great? Aren’t you going to praise me?"

Praise?

Seeing her indifferent face as if she had just gone out for a meal, his brows furrowed.

Just a few days ago, he thought perhaps he had been too hard on her.

And had considered her no different from any other teenage girl.

Do normal teenage girls run off to a national official’s hotel suite in the middle of the night to shave off his hair and stab him with a knife?

A person born in the Mafia Gang truly has no concept of rules, law, or human life, and doesn’t care about the consequences at all.

She’s a complete siren!

He grabbed Qiao Yongyong by the arm, looking at her coldly:

"If something happens to Inoue, if you get found out, not only will it affect the bodyguards who protect you, it will blow up even bigger. Next time you want to have fun, think about the consequences first - not everywhere is your playground. What you do, your identity might keep you safe, but others will bear the consequences!"

He didn’t even realize how hard he was gripping.

Qiao Yongyong winced in pain and pulled her arm out.

She thought she would win his favor, but instead, she got scolded, and to top it off, she was wronged!

She held back the slight sourness in her nose, defiant: "I wasn’t having fun, I wanted to vent your anger."

No sooner had she spoken when tears welled up like dewdrops, stringing along her curled lashes, trembling as if they would fall yet they didn’t.

Nie Yixiao’s eyes sharpened.

He knew that Qiao Yongyong’s antics at the hotel to mess with Inoue were not without reason.

It’s just that he had been angry just now and hadn’t thought it through.

There was a long silence before he spoke again: "Don’t do that again next time. He’s a Dongying Cabinet Minister, if things blow up, it won’t do you any good either! This isn’t venting, it’s stupidity! Can’t you have a little intelligence?"