Just as Xi Nanfeng was halfway down the road, a woman suddenly ca running toward him, shouting excitedly: "Brother Nanfeng, I’m back!"
Xi Nanfeng’s scalp tingled at the sound of her voice.
Before he could take off and escape, the woman, dressed head-to-toe in leather with smoky makeup and a fiery red short haircut, charged straight toward him.
Xi Nanfeng instinctively stepped backward, but behind him were a swarm of dia reporters, all turning their heads in curiosity at the woman’s shouting. Before he had retreated even a few steps, she barreled forward and threw herself into his arms.
"Brother Nanfeng, did you miss ? Did you miss ? Did you miss ?"
The woman’s face was flushed with excitent, her hands gripping Xi Nanfeng’s neck tightly, her whole body practically hanging on to him.
"Miss Qin, please get down."
Xi Nanfeng said, restraining himself, while trying to peel the woman clinging onto him off.
But the woman, like an octopus, clung harder, using both her hands and feet. She pouted and said, "I won’t let go. Brother Nanfeng, just admit it if you miss . Stop being so insincere; I know all your deepest feelings."
What?
Xi Nanfeng was utterly bewildered by Qin Sixue’s words. When had he ever said he missed her?
"Miss Qin, could there be so misunderstanding here?" Xi Nanfeng managed to pry the woman clinging tightly to his neck slightly loose, his face filled with embarrassnt as he asked.
"No misunderstanding at all! Mr. Gu said that you’ve been calling my na in your dreams. Daydreams, night dreams—Brother Nanfeng, you definitely missed ! Don’t think that just because there are so many people here, you won’t admit it!"
Xi Nanfeng cursed inwardly. When had he ever called her na in his dreams?
Gu Moqian had never even shared a bed with him, so where was he getting this nonsense about dream talking?
Wait a second...
So many people... people!
Xi Nanfeng abruptly turned his head, only to see a journalist pointing a cara directly at him, furiously snapping photos.
The reporters who had just been blocking the door were now charging en masse toward him, their faces lit with excitent.
Xi Nanfeng’s lips twitched violently.
Great! In his effort to help Ji Wei evade reporters, he had ended up throwing himself under the bus.
In that mont of dazed realization, Xi Nanfeng and Qin Sixue were completely surrounded by journalists, leaving no gaps to slip through. Escaping unscathed was now a pipe dream.
Sharp and probing gossip-laden questions were hurled at them one after another.
"Second Young Master Xi, are you and Miss Qin in a romantic relationship? We’ve heard that Miss Qin chose to suddenly study abroad because of a falling-out with you. Now that she’s returned to the country, does this an you’ve reconciled?"
Xi Nanfeng’s expression froze, but Qin Sixue jumped in to answer: "That’s right! I ca back specifically to reconcile with Brother Nanfeng."
When Qin Sixue claid they had made up, didn’t that confirm they were in a relationship?
So it turned out that when Qin Sixue went abroad, it really was because the couple had quarreled!
"What stage are you two at now? When do you plan to get married?"
"What stage, you ask?" Qin Sixue eagerly interjected again, pausing dramatically in thought before saying, "Well, I’ve already slept in Brother Nanfeng’s bed!"
Oh my, the implications were massive...
Soone quickly took out a notebook to jot that down.
The Qin family’s heiress sharing a bed with the woman-repellent Second Young Master Xi—now this would definitely be sensational news!
"As for marriage..."
Qin Sixue paused before continuing, looking up at Xi Nanfeng as she spoke, her eyes glimring with affection and a hint of coyness. She stared at him like a bashful little woman, saying, "As long as Brother Nanfeng proposes, I’ll say yes right away—"
"Qin Sixue, enough!"
Before Qin Sixue could finish her sentence, Xi Nanfeng interrupted her with a loud shout.
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