Feeling the man’s scorching chest, Feng Qing hurriedly said, “I-I don’t need you to feed me. If I’m hungry, I can get the kitchen to cook. Moreover, I won’t be hungry…”
Xie Jiuhan hugged Feng Qing’s stomach with one hand and gently grabbed her hand with the other. He deliberately brought his mouth to Feng Qing’s ear and said in a very sexy voice, “The three of them will help you vent your anger tomorrow. Then tell me, what can I do for you?”
He asked Feng Qing. Xie Jiuhan knew that Feng Qing was going to cause trouble, but he indulged her without any bottom line. Even if his woman wanted to kill someone, not only would he not stop her, but he would also take the initiative to hand over a gun. So what if Feng Jianing became Xian Cheng’s disciple? If Feng Qing was willing, he would stand on Feng Qing’s side without hesitation even if he had to shoot Feng Jianing on the spot.
Feng Qing pushed away the man’s chest with one arm and said with a smile, “I don’t need Little Jiu Jiu to do anything for me. I’ll handle tomorrow’s matter myself.”
Upon hearing this, Xie Jiuhan’s expression instantly turned cold. His black eyes were very deep, like an abyss that wanted to devour the world.
Xie Jiuhan’s voice was cold. “You mean you don’t need me anymore?”
Feng Qing’s words made him feel very hurt, especially the feeling of not being needed. It pains him. Feng Qing had invited Xing Yue and the rest to her banquet, but she didn’t need him, her husband. Could it be that admitting to the public that he was her husband was very embarrassing? Or was he inferior to Xing Yue and the other two?
Seeing the man’s reaction, Feng Qing turned around on the man’s lap and sat facing him. She placed her hands on the man’s shoulders and said, “Little Jiu Jiu, I’m the madam of the Xie family, the first lady of the Xie Corporation. To put it bluntly, the entire Capital is prostrating at the feet of us. And what is the Feng family? In front of the Xie family, the Feng family is like an ant. As long as you raise your leg gently, you can ruthlessly crush it. How can we use a true dragon like you to deal with a small ant like the Feng family? There’s an ancient saying in Xia country that goes, ‘Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut’?”
Feng Qing placed her hands on Xie Jiuhan’s shoulders and spoke her thoughts with an orchid-like breath. After saying that, she even leaned forward and rubbed against the man’s face. Her face was filled with a sweet and blissful smile.
“Alright, Little Jiu Jiu is the best. You will definitely understand me. Look at how jealous you were just now. Are you not full? Why don’t you eat the remaining steak I ate?” Feng Qing kept coaxing the man.
Feng Qing turned around and was about to look at the bowl Xie Jiuhan had used when his voice sounded in her ear. “Qingqing, didn’t you notice?”
“Noticed what?” Feng Qing subconsciously asked. She didn’t understand what the man meant.
Xie Jiuhan’s voice was especially cold. “Don’t you think you’re a little too close to Xing Yue and the Han brothers? In fact, from the way they address and care about you, your relationship seems to be a little too intimate.”
Upon hearing this, Feng Qing’s gaze shifted back to Xie Jiuhan’s face. Her eyes were filled with surprise as she said, “No way, Little Jiu Jiu, are you really jealous of them?”
This time, Xie Jiuhan did not avoid it. Instead, he admitted generously, “That’s right, I’m indeed jealous. I’m very jealous. Not only that, but I also feel a strong threat from the three of them. I feel like they want to take you away from me. It’s as if my wife is going to be taken away by others!”
Speaking up to this point, the man looked at the woman with his black eyes and said in a dry voice, “Most importantly, you seem to trust the three of them very much, as if you’re not guarding against them at all. This makes me very uneasy.”
Xie Jiuhan had always been very unhappy about the relationship between Feng Qing, Xing Yue and the Han brothers. And today’s video call had completely exploded the thoughts that he had suppressed for a long time. He wasn’t throwing a tantrum at Feng Qing. He just didn’t feel safe. He was just too afraid of losing her. His heart is in a mess which he had never felt before. It was as if he was wrapped in a huge spider web, filling his entire heart. At the mention of Xing Yue and the Han brothers being too intimate with Feng Qing, Xie Jiuhan’s body burned with an unknown fire. There was also a hint of disgust in his tone.
In the past, he could still suppress the feeling of jealousy because he didn’t want to admit that he was jealous. He was the president of the Xie Corporation, a high and mighty existence. How could he be jealous of those Tom, Dick, and Harry? Were those people worthy?
