"Looking for a spanking, pup?" Li Mochan’s aura turned icy, prompting Wei Bei, who had been following at his side, to hastily take a step back.
The smile at the corners of Ye Jiuliang’s mouth deepened, "Is Mister Li upset?"
"Didn’t you say there was a bunch of young guys? Why don’t I hear them?" Li Mochan narrowed his eyes, probing.
"Boss, why aren’t you going in? It’s your turn to sing," Lin Yan ca out looking for him and turned to see Ye Jiuliang leaning against the wall.
Ye Jiuliang’s eyes twinkled as he motioned Lin Yan over with a wave.
With a bemused expression, Lin Yan approached. Ye Jiuliang handed him a cellphone while smiling mischievously, "Call out ’Uncle’."
Lin Yan was confused, "Huh?"
"What ’huh’? Just call out ’Hello, Uncle,’" urged Ye Jiuliang.
Obediently, Lin Yan called into the phone, "Hello, Uncle."
Ye Jiuliang laughed satisfactorily, covered the phone with one hand, and patted his shoulder with the other, "You go on in first."
Lin Yan, still puzzled, scratched his head and turned back into the private room.
At the airport entrance, Li Mochan’s hand froze as he pulled open the car door, and within the depths of his deep eyes, a storm brewed.
Overhead, a gigantic mushroom cloud was gathering.
The girl’s voice, tinged with laughter, echoed through the phone once again, "Mister Li, did you like the young man’s voice?"
"Ye Jiuliang, you wait for ," he growled.
Before the echo of his voice faded, the call was disconnected.
Li Mochan was so angry that he hung up on her?
Interesting.
Ye Jiuliang chuckled, tears nearly spilling from laughter at the thought of the phrase "Hello, Uncle."
Back in the private room, Xiang Tian and Baona were singing a duet.
A lody that grabs your attention.
It was the sa song Li Mochan had sung for her in the video that night.
She chose a corner seat, munching on a bag of chips.
Already a couple, their love songs were just public displays of affection.
Gentle, watery gazes so sweet they could turn one into a green-eyed monster.
Ye Jiuliang grabbed a can of beer, pulled the tab, and took a sip.
Tsk tsk, the sll of love is indeed tart and pungent.
"I want a girlfriend too," Lin Yan moaned dejectedly.
"Got the guts to go after the boss, eh?" teammate Liu Cong teased.
Lin Yan shook his head imdiately, "No, no."
He was after a cute and soft girl, not a female devil.
Laughter erupted.
Ye Jiuliang grabbed a pillow and threw it at Lin Yan, "Do I not look good enough?"
"No, no, it’s just that I’m not worthy," Lin Yan caught the pillow, his will to live at full display.
"Hahaha."
Another wave of laughter burst forth.
Having been toasted too many tis that evening, and even though she could normally handle her liquor, Ye Jiuliang felt slightly muddled.
Making use of a trip to the restroom, she also splashed her face with cold water.
After wiping off the water droplets with a few tissues and shaking her head, she felt sowhat more sober.
She pulled out her cellphone to check the ti; it was almost eleven, about ti to call it a night.
Ye Jiuliang massaged her temples, her steps slow as she left the restroom.
As she passed a corner, her wrist was suddenly seized by a forceful grip. Her eyes flashed coldly as she countered with a fierce punch.
She didn’t pull her punches.
"It’s ."
The husky voice, louder than the chaotic music, pierced her ears.
Her iron-hard fist stopped just a centiter away from him.
Caught off guard, the strong hand gripping her wrist tightened slightly, causing her to lose her balance and lean forward.
She bumped into the man’s solid chest, the faint sll of tobacco mixed with his cool scent invading her nostrils.
"Little wolf cub, say ’Uncle’, hmm?" His deep voice was rough, a calm before the storm.
"..."
Damn, she had taken it too far.
Ye Jiuliang’s expression twitched.
When had this god returned?
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