There was a stove and a copper pot on the dining table.
Yan Qingqing had always insisted on using them to eat hotpot as she felt that it would taste better this way.
Gong Lu and Yan Zhengchen sat together, while Chi Jiao and Quan Jue sat beside each other. Yan Qingqing sat alone at the end of the dining table.
She looked at Chi Jiao and Quan Jue, then at her brother and Gong Lu. Suddenly, she felt a toothache.
Why did she feel the sorrow of a single dog?
It was proven that Yan Qingqing wouldn’t eat much for this meal as she was already full from the dog food.
Gong Lu and Yan Zhengchen were putting food in each other’s bowls, while Quan Jue and Chi Jiao were also doing the same. She was the only one feeling cold and desolate.
After the meal, Yan Qingqing decided that she had to find a man no matter what!
It was already 10:00 PM when they were done with dinner.
Chi Jiao and Quan Jue left the Yan household together. Yan Zhengchen got a car to send them back.
In the car, Chi Jiao leaned her head on Quan Jue’s shoulder and played with his fingers.
Quan Jue had a pair of good-looking hands. His fingers were long and his nails were trimmed cleanly.
Chi Jiao liked his hands very much and couldn’t help but want to fiddle with them.
Quan Jue looked at her playing with his hand and smiled. His thin lips approached her ear and he said, “Are you practicing?”
His deep voice was laced with a faint ambiguity. It instantly rushed into Chi Jiao’s heart, causing it to beat wildly.
She looked up and pretended not to understand. “What do you mean?”
Brother Quan wasn’t planning to act decent again. She had to be more reserved.
Seeing her confusion, Quan Jue chuckled in her ear. “You’ll understand in the future.”
The driver in front looked at the two of them through the rearview mirror and couldn’t help but cough dryly.
Chi Jiao wasn’t sure if the driver had heard Quan Jue’s flirtatious words. She hurriedly sat up straight and changed the topic. “Brother Quan, we’re going back to White City tomorrow. Do you want to join us?”
Initially, she wanted to wait for him to return with her, but her father had something on at the last minute and needed to return to White City as soon as possible. He was also determined not to let her stay in Shang Jing, so she could only return with her father.
“I still have to stay here for two more days. I’ll go back, then,” Quan Jue said indifferently.
“Then, I’ll wait for you in White City,” Chi Jiao said.
Quan Jue reached out and rubbed her head. “Good girl.”
When they reached Chi Jiao’s hotel, Quan Jue continued to watch her as she entered. After confirming that she had reached her room, he left.
He casually hailed a taxi at the entrance of the hotel. After Quan Jue got in, he told the driver the location.
Thirty minutes later, at the Black Cat Bar.
The nightlife had just begun. In the bar, the DJ’s passionate hosting had hyped up the entire venue, and the dance floor was filled with young men and women dancing.
Quan Jue had just entered the bar when he immediately attracted a few gazes.
He pretended not to notice and walked straight to an empty seat.
Immediately, the waiter came to the booth and politely asked him what he wanted to order.
Quan Jue casually ordered an expensive cocktail and a fruit platter.
After the waiter left, a woman followed closely behind and stood in front of the booth.
She was wearing a very bright black dress with suspenders, and it barely covered her hips. Her long and straight legs looked particularly alluring, and a black scorpion could be seen tattooed on her right thigh.
With a cigarette in hand, the woman took a puff and blew out a smoke ring at Quan Jue with her red lips.
“Little boy, are you here alone?”
