Special Expert of Be Chapter 193: Want to Eat My Tender Meat?

Chapter 193: Chapter 193: Want to Eat My Tender at? ??rēewebnovel

"You... what kind of look is that..."

When Qin Tian gave her a lecherous look, Murong Fei keenly sensed it, her face flushed with a hint of red, and she gave him a glare.

"I’m just admiring a beauty," Qin Tian cleared his throat twice, saying unabashedly.

Flirting, blatantly flirting!

Murong Fei suddenly reached out, pinching Qin Tian hard on his waist.

Qin Tian frowned, "Ouch," he said, "Ms. Fei, I helped you and this is how you repay ? That’s really cold-hearted."

"Then how should I repay you?" Murong Fei turned around and sat down on the couch.

"Marrying , a kiss, I don’t mind any of those," Qin Tian also sat down on the couch.

"Shaless!" Murong Fei’s dark eyes turned to look at Qin Tian, and although she scolded him, a relaxed smile lingered on her face. "I don’t want to!"

If it had been any normal day, this would have been impossible. Today, Murong Fei was in a great mood and naturally wouldn’t bother arguing with Qin Tian. Moreover, her good mood was all thanks to Qin Tian’s help.

As they were talking, sure enough, it wasn’t long before Murong Fei received a call from Wang Yu.

"Zhonghai TV Station called? What, they sent soone personally to our group for negotiations?!"

Upon hearing Wang Yu’s news, Murong Fei was shocked.

It was clear that Murong Group needed sothing from Zhonghai TV Station, and yet Zhonghai TV Station took the initiative to send soone for negotiations?

Murong Fei’s sensuously beautiful lips parted as she glanced sideways at Qin Tian.

This Qin Tian, did he have that much clout?

Before Qin Tian’s help, Murong Fei had taken her company’s executives to Zhonghai TV Station several tis. Except for the first ti, they had been refused negotiations subsequently, receiving rejections three tis! Others simply didn’t want to talk to her!

And after Qin Tian’s help?

The attitude of Zhonghai TV Station took a 180-degree turn, taking the initiative to send soone to Murong Group for negotiations!

The difference before and after was like night and day!

"And you told

not to look at you with lustful eyes. Look at you now, using those sa lustful eyes on , and even opening your mouth. What, you want a piece of this fresh at?"

Seeing Murong Fei’s astonished look as she turned to him, Qin Tian, lying on the sofa, laughed.

"Fresh at? More like aged at!"

Now Murong Fei was in an even better mood. She stood up, saying to Qin Tian, "Qin Tian, you really did

a huge favor this ti, I’ll rember that. I’m off to the office now, and I’ll compensate you later for this favor."

"Compensation in kind?"

Qin Tian was just about to say those words when he saw Murong Fei already grabbing her handbag and striding out of the living room.

This beautiful woman was really a workaholic; the mont there was news from the office, Murong Fei left straight away.

Of course, Qin Tian would probably do the sa; a negotiation that could save nearly 50 million in losses would excite anyone.

After Murong Fei left, Qin Tian was left alone in the Green Bamboo Forest Villa.

He spent the afternoon practicing the "Flowing Cloud Skill."

The second martial art from the "Sunflower Secret Manual" was indeed difficult to master. Qin Tian morized the cultivation mnemonic, but even after repeated practice, it was still hard to get the hang of it.

Around 5:30 pm, dripping with sweat, Qin Tian took a shower, and was just about to prepare dinner when the phone rang.

"Hello, Qin Tian, didn’t you want to invite

to dinner? I’m free now." On the other end of the phone, Fan Bing’s attractive voice ca through.

With such a straightforward invitation, how could Qin Tian refuse?

"Of course, thank you for giving

this opportunity," Qin Tian said with a smile. "By the way, bring your husband and child along. I’ll treat them, too."

Last ti at the mall, Qin Tian had seen Fan Bing protect her child with that trendous maternal spirit, and he was deeply moved.

Since he was inviting her for dinner this ti, Qin Tian decided to see what Fan Bing’s husband was like.

He was curious, what kind of man could marry a woman like Fan Bing, who was not only beautiful and cultured but also ca from a prominent family background?

Fan Bing gave Qin Tian the impression of being a composite version of Murong Fei and Lu Qing—not in terms of comparing their looks, as the three beauties each had their own unique charm, which represented different kinds of beauty.

However, in terms of personality, Fan Bing combined Murong Fei’s aloof deanor without the ice-cold distance, and on the contrary, she also had Lu Qing’s cheerful personality, was eloquent, and kind-hearted.

"Can’t you just invite

alone?"

Over the phone, Fan Bing didn’t give Qin Tian a chance to et her husband and said, "What are we eating? If you have no suggestions, then I’ll pick the place."

"Of course," Qin Tian responded.

Qin Tian didn’t expect Fan Bing to be so easygoing, and quickly said, "You pick the place, I’ll co over."

Fan Bing chose a high-end private club in the Jinshan District of Zhonghai City for the dining.

Jinshan District was the most economically developed and bustling area of Zhonghai City, also known as the wealthy district.

Fan Bing chose a private club called "Imperial Club," where access was strictly limited to unauthorized individuals.

Qin Tian t Fan Bing at the entrance of the Imperial Club, and she led him inside the club.

"Miss Fan, please."

"Miss Fan."

"Miss Fan."

As Fan Bing walked inside, both the staff and the custors of the club greeted her with respect, and she gently nodded in response.

Following behind, Qin Tian grew more curious—what exactly was Fan Bing’s identity?

Seeing the luxurious decorations inside the Imperial Club, he could confirm it was a club for the wealthy, and Fan Bing seed familiar with the place; everyone greeted her not just ordinarily, but with a tone and deanor that were highly respectful.

It was hard for Qin Tian to believe that a woman in her thirties could make people in their forties and fifties act so respectfully towards her without having a significant background.

"Miss Fan, everything is ready," a middle-aged man dressed in a suit respectfully said to Fan Bing.

Fan Bing nodded, "Order one of each specialty dish, but make the portions small; we’re just here to taste," she said, indicating there would be just the two of them.

"Alright. Please, sir, this way," the manager-like middle-aged man said, treating not only Fan Bing but also Qin Tian with great respect.

It was a small private room with a square table, decorated with various ink paintings; outside a bamboo window, a mishmash of red, yellow, and blue wildflowers filled the view.

The evening breeze brought in the fragrance of flowers, and despite being in the city, it made Qin Tian feel as though he had arrived at a serene sanctuary.

After the manager left, Fan Bing said to Qin Tian, "Please, take a seat anywhere."

Qin Tian sat down without reserve and asked, "This must be a very private, high-end club, right? Do you co here often?"