Looking at the smile on her lips, Chi Yan wished she could go up and tear her mouth apart.
“You already have Quan Jue now, and yet you still want to seduce Quan Yan?” Chi Yan glared at her with jealousy and hatred.
When Chi Jiao heard this, her smile deepened. She sized Chi Yan up from head to toe with a mocking gaze and said in a naive tone, “Do you think everyone is as casual as you?”
“Who are you calling casual?” Chi Yan seemed to have been jabbed in her sore spot as she instantly exploded. She raised her hand to slap Chi Jiao.
But before her hand could touch Chi Jiao, Jun Hongbo had already grabbed her wrist.
His body was very round, but his hands were especially thin, like chicken feet wrapped in skin and bones.
Chi Yan felt like her wrist was about to be crushed by him. The pain caused her face to contort.
“Miss Chi Yan, you’d better know your place. Miss Chi Jiao is an honored guest invited by Mr. Quan. You’d better show her some respect,” Jun Hongbo said as he stared at her coldly.
Chi Yan was stunned by his gaze, and her face turned pale.
Seeing that she had stopped talking, Jun Hongbo let go of her hand and said coldly, “Mr. Quan is waiting to see Miss Chi Jiao. Please move aside and let us pass.”
Chi Yan didn’t dare to challenge him, so she could only step aside obediently.
Chi Jiao and Jun Hongbo entered the elevator together.
Chi Yan stared at her until the elevator door closed. Only then did she retract her gaze.
“What? Do you hate Chi Jiao very much?” The First Miss’s voice suddenly rang in her mind.
Chi Yan did not speak, but the hatred in her chest could be clearly felt by the First Miss inside her.
“Endure it a little longer. It won’t be too late to take revenge after you have stabilized your footing in Shang Jing,” First Miss’s voice continued to ring in her mind.
Chi Yan nodded silently.
As long as she followed Quan Yan to Shang Jing and listened to First Miss’s arrangements, she would have a chance to soar. At that time, she would scrape Chi Jiao’s face clean before selling her off to become a wife to those rough men in the mountains.
…
The presidential suite had already been cleaned by the staff. There was even an air freshener, emanating a high-class fragrance.
Jun Hongbo opened the door for Chi Jiao. When she entered the living room, she saw a tall figure standing by the window.
“Eldest Young Master, Miss Chi Jiao is here,” Jun Hongbo said as he closed the door.
Quan Yan turned around. The moment he saw Chi Jiao, his eyes lit up.
He had seen women of all shapes and sizes.
But this was the first time he had seen a girl as clean and beautiful as the one before him.
She was exquisite and beautiful like a doll in a cupboard, making one want to hug her in their arms.
“Miss Chi Jiao, I’m Quan Jue’s brother, Quan Yan.” He strode forward and reached out to her with a smile.
His attitude was very cordial and gentle.
Chi Jiao did not touch Quan Yan’s hand. She only smiled and nodded. “Hello.”
She did not like this man at all.
Quan Yan’s fingers curled, but he didn’t mind it too much. He smiled at her and said, “Miss Chi Jiao, let’s sit down and talk.”
Chi Jiao nodded.
The two of them walked to the rattan chairs by the window and sat down. Jun Hongbo stood by the door and waited for them.
