Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Yang Qiong and Yang Biao noticed that An Xianming wasn’t going to fall for Yang Qiong’s honey trap and decided to up their game, pouring as many glasses of wine as they could for An Xianming.
After a few glasses of high concentration white wine, An Xianming felt a little drunk and he held his head up with his hand.
“Mr. An, are you alright?” Yang Qiong asked.
“I’m fine, just a little dizzy. I don’t think I can drink any more wine.”
“Mr. An, I think you’re drunk,” Yang Biao said. “Why don’t I let Qiongqiogn take you upstairs to rest for a while, I’ve already prepared the room.”
“It’s okay, I still have a meeting with someone here,” An Xianming said as he got up and took his smartphone and keys. “Thank you for the meal, I’ll take my leave now.”
An Xianming tried to get to the door but he could feel his legs not listening to him.
Yang Qiong quickly got up, helped An Xianming to his feet by placing his arms around her and said, “Let me help you.”
“Fine, can you please take me to the Herb Dining Suite?” An Xianming said after he noticed he could not push Yang Qiong away.
Yang Qiong also wanted to know who An Xianming was meeting.
As soon as she opened the door to the Herb Dining Suite, all she could do was stare at the two people who were sitting in there. Not in her wildest dream could she have ever imagined that it would be Xue Yating and Xu Xiyan.
Yang Qiong would not have been surprised if Xue Yating was acquainted with An Xianming since she came from a huge and wealthy family.
But what about Xu Xiyan?
I should’ve guessed why Jing Xi would get close to Xue Yating, Yang Qiong scolded in her head. It’s because Xue Yating is acquainted with most of the powerful people in Peijing!
If Xu Xiyan did manage to get close to An Xianming, it meant that Yang Qiong could lose her spot as the ambassador for ROSUE.
Xu Xiyan had once taken the leading female role for “Root of Evil” away from her, and now the newcomer was about to take the ambassador role away from her too. There was no way that Yang Qiong could regain her pride if that happened.
Yang Qiong helped An Xianming into the suite as Xue Yating got up from her seat, her smile long gone.
Xue Yating could feel the bitterness in her heart when she saw An Xianming in another woman’s arm.
“Thank you, Miss Yang,” An Xianming said as he pulled himself away. “This is the room.”
This is the room, you can leave now, was what An Xianming was trying to say.
Yet Yang Qiong did not leave immediately and asked, “Mr. An, I had no idea that you were going to meet Xue Yating and Jing Xi here, what is your relationship with them?”
But before An Xianming could reply, Xue Yating pulled An Xianming to her side and said, “You’re Miss Yang, am I right? An Xianming is my uncle. Please leave him alone.”
An Xianming couldn’t help but smile at what Xue Yating had just said. Am I her possession now?
“Your… your uncle?”
Yang Qiong pointed at both of them with a face full of shock. One is Xue, and the other was An, how are they supposed to be related?
