Only Wen Sinian stepped forward, "Third Master, don’t hurt her..."
Ruan Xixia held Ning Xixi’s arm, contemplating her next move.
Ning Xixi patted her hand, forming the words with her lips, "Don’t worry."
"I’ll go with you."
Sister Xixia and Wen Sinian had helped her a lot, and she didn’t want to cause them any more trouble.
"Ning Xixi!" Wen Sinian called out anxiously, but was held back by the director.
A flicker of worry crossed Ruan Xixia’s eyes as she hurriedly pulled out her phone and called Ji Yebai.
Unexpectedly to Ning Xixi, Mr. Qin did not take her out of Canglan Hotel but instead opened a new private room and ordered a full table of dishes.
Ning Xixi sneaked a peek at him, confused. Mr. Qin pulled out a cigar, asking lazily, "Do you mind?"
She shook her head.
He lighted the cigar, and through the curling smoke, he seed to be looking at soone else through Ning Xixi.
"Has anyone ever told you that you resemble your mother?"
This tone of reminiscing...
Her hand curled into a fist under the table; Ning Xixi was sure that this Mr. Qin had a connection with her mother!
"What... what is your relationship with my mother?" she asked guardedly.
Mr. Qin looked at her with interest, "I was one of her boyfriends."
Ning Xixi paused for two seconds, her glass-like black pupils intensively scrutinizing him, then shortly after, she smirked, "You are not."
"Why do you think so?"
"Just a feeling."
"Huh..." Mr. Qin chuckled, a laughter reaching his eyes, frightening the guards inside.
He had seen too many of Mr. Qin’s smiles - perfunctory, cruel, calculating... but he had never seen Mr. Qin laugh so heartily.
"Young lady, your instinct is accurate." Mr. Qin flicked off the ash, "What you resemble most of your mother isn’t the face but the eyes and the aura."
Similar enough to make him suspect this was how Song Weiyang looked at 16.7 years old.
Ning Xixi pursed her lips, as Mr. Qin did not show any malice, but she was still a bit unhappy whenever her mother was brought up.
"Let’s eat. Eating more helps you grow taller, don’t be like those foolish girls who diet during growth spurts, all skin and bones, how is that pretty?"
His tone was slightly fierce, but Ning Xixi sensed sothing... a hint of an elder reprimanding a younger one.
She picked up her chopsticks, silently eating.
The two of them didn’t speak, but it wasn’t awkward.
"Bang!"
The door was forcefully pushed open, two guards at the door lay moaning on the ground; a tall, handso young man breathed heavily, his gaze cold and distant, softening with warmth and tenderness as it landed on Ning Xixi.
"Dabai!" Ning Xixi exclaid joyfully, dropping her chopsticks and bowl, and threw herself into his embrace.
Ji Yebai tightened his embrace around her slender waist, caressing her hair, "Did he give you a hard ti?"
"No, he helped out and even treated to a al!"
Ji Yebai sighed in relief, pulling her behind him protectively, and said lightly, "Thank you, Third Master, but I should be the one treating you to this al."
Mr. Qin watched him protect her like a mother hen with her chick, chuckling, "Last ti I beat you up to let this girl go with you, this ti, you might have to suffer so more..."
Ji Yebai also smiled, his clean brows and eyes bright, "That depends if Third Master has the ability."
His aura unfolded, formidable as a king’s, filling the entire room, even Mr. Qin’s hand holding the cigar trembled slightly.
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