Jun Xiqing didn’t understand what he meant. “Relieve what?”
Click, Lu Yeming unbuckled his belt, pulling open the zipper on his pants. It was one fluid series of movements.
Jun Xiqing’s gaze traveled down, her eyes widened and she let out a shriek—-“Ahh!”
Covering her face with her hands, her legs gave way and went weak as her back glided down the door and she fell onto the ground.
Lu Yeming lowered his head to look at her, the mesh fabric of her dress spread out around her, she lowered her head just like a frightened bunny, huddling up. She seemed so pitiful yet adorable at the same time.
The corners of his lips kicked up. This girl was so bright and full of ideas, but she was completely clueless about lust and sex.
Did he freak her out?
Drawing his brows together, he spoke with a husky voice that was indescribably attractive. “Don’t scream, if anyone comes over, don’t blame me by then. I don’t wish to make your Brother Pig a cuckold…”
“…”
What a pervert!
Jun Xiqing pushed him away, getting up using all fours. She quickly opened the cubicle door and ran out.
…
Jun Xiqing ran back to the dressing room, taking in huge gasps of air. Lifting her head, she looked at herself in the mirror. Her cheeks were both red and with her pupils so clear and watery, she looked even more alluring.
Recalling the scene earlier, she instantly closed her eyes.
Balling her hands into two fists, she seethed from the rage and humiliation she just experienced.
She heard a maid’s voice outside. “President.”
“Is Qingqing inside?”
“Yes, she’s inside.”
Brother Zhu is back!
Jun Xiqing quickly put on her face veil, she recalled Lu Yeming calling him ‘Brother Pig’ in the cubicle again. It made her blood boil once again.
The door opened and Zhu Qing stepped inside.
Zhu Qing was the eldest son of the Zhu family, he was an eminent youth that had both looks and character. Jun Mosheng would never be wrong.
“Qingqing, are you ready? The party is starting soon.”
“Brother Zhu, I’m ready.”
Zhu Qing held Jun Xiqing’s hand. “Qingqing, everyone thinks that Uncle Jun betrothed you to me, but they don’t know that it’s a fake marriage. Now that the Vice President, Lei Ze, is eyeing the position of the President, only the marriage between the Jun and Zhu families would be able to stabilize the situation in our country. Wait until we defeat Lei Ze, then you’ll be able to recover your single status and go for the man you love.”
Jun Xiqing smiled. “Brother Zhu, I don’t have any man I love. I don’t understand love.”
Zhu Qing ruffled Jun Xiqing’s hair. “It’s simple, once you see him, your heart will palpitate.”
Heart palpitations.
It was the sign of love.
Jun Xiqing stretched out her hand, placing it above her chest, somewhat understanding his words. She lifted her eyes, looking far away. “Perhaps I’ll really fall in love someday, but the one thing I love the most is our country, Country Z. I’m going to use my life to protect our country.”
Zhu Qing just listened to her quietly. He had no idea that very soon, she would indeed fall for someone.
At that moment, he had no idea of the impending storm that was coming, which of the two would she choose when she had to make a decision?
Jun Xiqing was born to be an extraordinary person, but it had nothing to do with her beauty or intelligence.
…
At the party.
The emcee introduced, “Ladies and gentlemen, the engagement party commences now! Let’s invite President Zhu and his fiancée, Third Miss Jun to come out.”
Melodious music started ringing in the lobby and everyone ended their conversations, looking over.
None of them had seen Third Miss Jun’s face before.
The Jun family had three daughters, each of them beautiful and capable but only the youngest daughter was a complete mystery. Noone knew much about her.
Now they could finally see what she looked like.
Two figures came down from the stairs. Zhu Qing took Jun Xiqing’s hand as they came down together.
Jun Xiqing wore a white dress, the train trailing behind her. Silky hair, sparkling bright eyes, but it was a shame that she had a face veil on. No one could see her face clearly.
But once they saw her figure, she clearly had an ethereal aura. They all gasped once they saw her.
“Why does Miss Jun have a face veil on?”
“I really want to take off that face veil.”…
Zhu Qing took Jun Xiqing with him as everyone congratulated them. “Congratulations, President, Miss Jun.”
“Miss Jun, you’re going to be the First Lady soon.”
Jun Xiqing smiled, thanking them politely. She had been trained by Jun Xiqing since young to have the finest etiquette. She was able to handle all kinds of social situations.
She stood with Zhu Qing and they really matched.
“President, it’s time. You can exchange rings now,” someone reminded them.
Once they exchanged rings, Jun Xiqing would be Zhu Qing’s fiancée.
Zhu Qing looked at Jun Xiqing like a gentleman, asking, “Qingqing, can we begin?”
Right when Jun Xiqing was about to nod, the door opened. A gust of cold wind rushed in and an imposing figure appeared before everyone’s eyes.
It was Lu Yeming.
Jun Xiqing turned her head to look. Lu Yeming wore a custom-made suit, the finest fabric perfectly ironed without a single crease. He strode towards her confidently, exuding a dignified, untouchable aura.
Once he appeared, the entire crowd gasped, as though they had witnessed the arrival of a king.
“Oh god, it’s the West Duke!”
“It’s really him! I’ve been waiting for an entire day, he’s finally here!”
“How can he be so handsome? Help me, I can’t even stand straight, I’m going to faint!”…
The socialites all started behaving like lovestruck fools. Meanwhile, Jun Xiqing raised her brows, the West Duke, Lu Yeming had already become a symbolism of power.
Though Silver Mask King, Xuan Ying was on the same ranks as him, Xuan Ying had a darker, sinister aura unlike him. The West Duke was calm and collected, exuding a kingly aura. He was the dream lover of many women.
The West Palace had been searching for his duchess over the past year. Many beauties from all over the country came just for him, but he hadn’t introduced any women as his duchess yet.
He hadn’t kept any woman in his palace, he never fooled around, but on the other hand, Silver Mask King had tons of women in his palace.
Jun Xiqing lifted her head, glancing at Lu Yeming. He really was quick, having changed out of the black outfit already. Almost unconsciously, her gaze traveled down, landing on his crotch, a thought popped up in her head—-Scoundrel! Wolf dressed in sheep’s clothing!
Lu Yeming walked over with steady footsteps, coming under the spotlight. “Excuse me for my tardiness. Congratulations, President Zhu and Miss Jun on your engagement. This is my gift for Miss Jun.”
