Chapter 296: Chapter 286: Wu Xirui Uses Handso Man Trick to Deliberately Attract Qiao Jing
The most attractive woman, upon hearing that she was to serve the Fifth Master, deliberately loosened her shoulder strap.
She took steps toward Wu Xirui, speaking in a coquettish voice, “Fifth Master~”
Wu Xirui’s smile instantly vanished, and his voice uncontrollably turned cold.
He blandly spat out one word.
“Scram.”
The woman hadn’t even fully approached Wu Xirui when his words frightened her into awkwardly scrambling back to her feet, her face showing embarrassnt.
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The smiles on Young Master Liu and Young Master Wang’s faces also stiffened montarily.
The first to recover was Young Master Liu, who laughed a couple of tis to ease the awkwardness.
“It seems the Fifth Master doesn’t like this type, let’s switch to another.”
He nodded towards a direction, and imdiately another woman walked over.
“How about this one, pure and cute?”
“There’s also a mature type, Fifth Master, choose whichever you like.”
Wu Xirui didn’t even glance at these won and continued drinking his red wine.
Young Master Liu and Young Master Wang exchanged looks, both seeing confusion in the other’s eyes.
All the good-looking ones in the bar had been called over, yet the Fifth Master didn’t take a fancy to any of them.
What type does the Fifth Master actually like?
As they were privately pondering this, they suddenly saw Wu Xirui stop drinking and his gaze shifted in a particular direction.
Both were montarily stunned, what was the Fifth Master looking at so intently?
Following Wu Xirui’s gaze, they looked past several people dancing in the dancefloor, and only with so difficulty did they find that person.
Young Master Liu gasped, and Young Master Wang noticed too, Wu Xirui was watching the woman sitting at the bar, sipping orange juice.
The colorful lights of the bar illuminated Qiao Jing’s face, her features delicately beautiful, her phoenix eyes calm and inscrutable, making it impossible to read her emotions.
Her cool deanor exuded a strong sense of aloofness, making her seem out of place compared to the mixed environnt of the nightclub.
Young Master Liu, with a keen eye, knew that Wu Xirui liked her type and imdiately started to flatter him.
“So the Fifth Master likes this type, huh? She really is quite beautiful; I’ve never seen such a beauty before.”
Young Master Wang chid in as well.
“Right, when did Beijing get soone so beautiful? No wonder the Fifth Master likes her. Fifth Master, shall I call her over for you?”
Wu Xirui put down his wine glass and stood up, walking towards Qiao Jing.
“No need.”
Young Master Liu and Young Master Wang exchanged glances again.
Only after Wu Xirui had walked so distance did they begin to converse.
Young Master Liu pinched the face of the woman in his embrace and flashed a rascally smile.
“Looks like the Fifth Master wants to hit on her himself. We shouldn’t disturb him then, let’s just enjoy ourselves.”
Young Master Wang laughed a couple of tis and nodded.
“But that woman is truly exceptional. She’s lucky to have caught the Fifth Master’s eye, otherwise, I would have made a move.”
Qiao Jing was sitting at the bar, sipping her orange juice, one hand propping her chin. Her phoenix eyes slightly squinted, she leisurely swirled her drink as if it were wine, looking every bit the content plush cat.
The sound of soone taking a seat next to her reached her ears, she assud it was Ni Yue returning and casually glanced to the side.
Upon clearly seeing who was next to her, she looked slightly surprised, lightly arching her delicate, smoke-tinted brows.
“Wu Xirui?”
Wu Xirui’s face broke into his trademark smile, his peach blossom eyes unreservedly gazing at Qiao Jing, not hiding the infatuation in his eyes.
“Didn’t expect to see you here. What a coincidence.”
Qiao Jing withdrew her gaze and responded indifferently.
“Hmm.”
Zhan Qipei didn’t mind Qiao Jing’s cold deanor; he had gotten used to it long ago and started to look for a topic.
“Are you alone?”
The orange juice in Qiao Jing’s glass had run out, and he placed the empty cup back on the bar.
“With friends.”
Wu Xirui narrowed his eyes and his smile faded, his voice also grew colder by a degree.
“With Zhan Qipei?”
When Qiao Jing heard the na, he thought of how Zhan Qipei had deceived him. His eyebrows knitted slightly, then relaxed.
“A good friend.”
Wu Xirui then put his smile back on.
“Oh, I see, so it’s not with Zhan Qipei?”
Qiao Jing paused, then turned to look at Wu Xirui, his eyes fixed on the latter’s face, ready to observe his micro-expressions.
“It seems you care a lot about Zhan Qipei. Are you really planning to co back for revenge?”
The smile on Wu Xirui’s face disappeared imdiately, and his usually cheerful peachy eyes rarely turned cold.
He didn’t respond to Qiao Jing’s question but instead asked the bartender for a bottle of champagne.
“A bottle of champagne.”
Seeing how quickly Wu Xirui’s expression changed, Qiao Jing eyed him critically until the champagne was handed to him, during which ti he didn’t speak.
Wu Xirui used a bottle of champagne to change the subject, and Qiao Jing noticed he didn’t want to continue discussing that matter.
Neither of them resud the conversation.
Not far away, Lu Zijiao, after deciding to stay, ordered several bottles of Brandy.
He looked at the people dancing wildly in the center of the dance floor and suddenly felt an urge.
“Just sitting and drinking is a bit boring, shall we go play in the dance floor?”
Zhan Qipei stood up.
Lu Zijiao thought he had agreed and was about to break into an enthusiastic smile, but was stopped by Zhan Qipei’s next words.
“I’m going back first.”
Zhan Qipei had no interest in everything in the bar at the mont, only wanting to go ho to see Qiao Jing and explain things to her.
Lu Zijiao exclaid in disappointnt and gestured towards the dance floor by nodding his chin.
“Don’t leave so quickly, didn’t you promise to stay a little longer? Co with over there—”
He stopped mid-sentence after spotting a figure, seemingly unsure if it was just his imagination.
Lu Zijiao blinked hard, then saw the figure clearly.
“Hey, isn’t that Qiao Jing?”
Zhan Qipei, who had just taken a few steps toward the exit, stopped in his tracks, a look of surprise on his face.
Qiao Jing was here too?
Before he could turn around to look, Lu Zijiao’s slightly puzzled voice ca over.
“The one next to Qiao Jing, is that Wu Xirui?”
Upon hearing Wu Xirui’s na, Zhan Qipei’s face grew colder, and the air around him dropped by several degrees all at once.
Lu Zijiao felt the change in Zhan Qipei’s aura and shivered, touching his arm that had goosebumps.
“Why did it suddenly get so cold…”
Seeing Zhan Qipei’s expression, he imdiately knew where this low pressure was coming from.
It was over, Zhan Qipei was angry, his deanor was like the living King of Hell that no one would not be afraid of.
Did he say sothing wrong…
When Zhan Qipei saw the image of Qiao Jing and Wu Xirui sitting together, his pupils shuddered, those dark irises seed to flinch as though the sight itself was an affront.
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