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"Whoosh whoosh....."
The fire brigade chief, helpless, could only pour the remaining half bottle of mineral water over Hong Xiaowu's face again.
"My son...."
Hong Xiaowu's eyes were hollow, his voice hoarse, as he tugged at the chief's trousers in a desperate manner, "Hurry, get my son up here!"
"We'll do our best!"
Having said that, the chief turned to his subordinates and ordered, "Get so rope, send down two n to help him up!"
"Oh...."
The two firefighters were sowhat reluctant, as they were ordinary people themselves and knew the nature of these second-generation rich kids. Surely, he must have offended soone to end up like this.
"Chairman Hong, what exactly happened?"
At this mont, a policeman ca over, notebook in hand, and asked Hong Xiaowu.
"Uh.... It was soone called...."
Hong Xiaowu's initial instinct was to bla Qin Yu for everything. However, recalling Qin Yu's terrifying combat strength and devilish tactics, a cold sweat broke out on his back, "It was... our own carelessness that caused the accident!"
"Your own carelessness?"
The policeman frowned.
"Yes, yes, it was our own carelessness. Here's what happened: tonight at the chamber of comrce's autumn summary eting, everyone had a bit to drink and got a little rry, so they started performing acts. The one lying on the ground insisted on cosplaying, said he was a ninja and wanted to show us his flying sword act, but he screwed up and ended up stabbing his own neck!"
Hong Xiaowu pointed to the Middle Ninja who had already died on the floor.
"What?"
The policeman dug at his ear, feeling as if he were listening to so fantastic tale.
After furrowing his brow, he then gestured towards the rope dangling outside the window and asked, "Then what's the deal with your son?"
"Oh, my son also got drunk, insisted on bungee jumping, and put the harness on wrong!"
Hong Xiaowu's eyelids trembled as he provided a "reasonable" explanation.
"Uh...."
"Ring ring...."
The policeman was taken aback when his phone rang. Whatever the person on the other end said, after he put down the phone he nodded, "Alright, we'll close the case as you described. Here's the report, please sign it!"
Without a doubt, the call was from a superior. Qin Yu had killed a ninja that night, and the police were bound to investigate, so they called Lu Wenrou and gave her a heads-up to deal with it.
"Great! Phew....."
Seeing the policeman agree to close the case, Hong Xiaowu completely relaxed.
After swiftly signing his na, he walked over to the sofa and sat down, wallowing in regret. He really was an idiot; the Liu Family had already set a precedent, yet he still had to go and provoke Yan Mingyu.
Now look, he'd even put his son's life on the line....
At this mont.
Si Hai Hotel.
Qin Yu carried Yan Mingyu, whose clothes were tattered and face flushed, into the bathroom. He turned on the tap and used cold water to cool her down while massaging her stomach with his thumb.
Originally, Miao Xian'er had been poisoned with an intoxicant too, but there were no facilities in the countryside, plus the dose Liu Yupan had given was too strong—twenty tis that of a normal person. Thus, massage techniques were useless, and Ghost Granny had co up with the grand idea of Qin Yu acting as the "antidote."
Yan Mingyu's situation was different now. The dose of the intoxicant she had taken was not large, and Qin Yu arrived quite tily, so the problem wasn't too severe.
"Uh...."
However, as the cold water soaked through Yan Mingyu's entire body, dampening the flas within her, the flas inside Qin Yu surged suddenly.
Her clothes, already torn, were now completely clinging to her body from being wet.
The vague and tightly curved silhouette would make any man's blood race.
"I...."
Yan Mingyu's lips parted slightly; on the way to the hotel, she had thought she might make a mistake and truly beco Qin Yu's wife.
Instead, he chose to use cold showers and induced vomiting to detoxify her.
She felt touched and yet annoyed at the sa ti.
Could this man really be Liu Xiahui, remaining unmoved even under such circumstances?
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"Yan...."
"Hmm..."
Qin Yu had just wanted to call out "President Yan," but Yan Mingyu took the initiative, cupping his face with her hands and pressing her sensuous lips against his.
For a mont....
Qin Yu felt as if ti had stopped, with every sensation being magnified.
So soft, so sticky, so fragrant, so smooth....
"Ugh...."
He had been massaging Yan Mingyu's stomach to induce vomiting, but since Yan Mingyu hadn't eaten anything all night, naturally she couldn't throw up.
However, whether it was due to the excitent or perhaps it was too cold and she was catching a cold, her stomach began to churn.
Pushing Qin Yu away, she turned her head and clutched the toilet, retching violently.
"....."
Qin Yu awkwardly scratched his head, having never dread that he would be forcefully kissed by Yan Mingyu.
While gently patting her back, he savored the mory of that kiss.
Everything was great, except that it ended too soon, more like a dragonfly skimming the water. If it had been a deep French kiss...tsk tsk....
"Ugh...."
Yan Mingyu vomited for quite a while before slowly lifting her head, her impeccable face looking sowhat flushed.
What had she just done, to have taken the initiative to kiss that jerk?
After this, wouldn't his tail be wagging up to the sky?
With this thought, Yan Mingyu wiped the corner of her mouth and then said indifferently, "Did sothing happen just now? I can't rember anything at all."
"Er....nothing happened!"
Qin Yu shook his head, not sure if Yan Mingyu really couldn't rember or was just pretending. But since she had said as much, he had no choice but to play along.
Humph, good that this guy knows his place!
Yan Mingyu felt a small sense of triumph, running her fingers through her damp hair sticking to her face, before saying, "Go out, I'm going to take a shower!"
"Take to buy a new set of clothes and so food to bring back!"
Qin Yu stood up and said.
The clothes on Yan Mingyu obviously couldn't be worn anymore. Since the hotel didn't have any ready-to-wear ones, he had to go out and buy them himself.
"Okay... do you know the size?"
Yan Mingyu nodded before asking.
"Size? What size?"
Qin Yu was slightly taken aback. Discover stories with My Virtual Library Empire
"What size do you think? The cup size. If it's too big, it's uncomfortable, and if it's too small, it's also uncomfortable. Rember, 34D, don't get it wrong!"
Yan Mingyu bit her lip, her cheeks turning a light shade of red as she spoke.
Cup size and age are a woman's secrets. The fact that she was telling Qin Yu ant that she truly considered him her man deep down.
"I... I'll rember!"
Yan Mingyu's "candor" made Qin Yu a bit flustered, because there was still Miao Xian'er between them. The phone had been turned off, so he had no idea how the little Lolita was doing.
Thinking about this, Qin Yu felt sowhat down.
He lowered his head as he walked out of the bathroom and then took the elevator to the 24-hour supermarket opposite, where he bought two new sets of clothes for himself and Yan Mingyu, as well as so food, before returning to the hotel.
In the bathroom, the sound of running water continued.
Tsk tsk, half an hour already....
Qin Yu shook his head, finding it troubleso how long won took to shower, nothing like himself, who could finish in five minutes.
After placing the items on the coffee table, he took out his cellphone and dialed Miao Xian'er's number out of habit.
Beep beep....
This ti, it actually connected!
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