Hao Jian really disliked it when others investigated him, regardless of whether their intentions were good or not.
"It can't really be called an investigation," Murong Qiushui hurriedly explained, "I just happen to have soone on my side in Hua City, so I know a little about your situation." Naturally, she couldn't admit that she had soone look into Hao Jian's affairs.
It was also because of this trip to France that Murong Qiushui beca even more interested in Hao Jian. She thought to herself that if it were her friend who had been caught by Night Stars, she might be able to save them, but it would definitely not be possible in a re two days, yet Hao Jian had managed to do precisely that.
What's more, this guy had even managed to have the President of France personally issue a secret order to pardon him, which was sowhat inconceivable for Murong Qiushui.
"True or false, don't do such things in the future. I don't like it," Hao Jian picked up his suitcase and patted it clean.
Ma Li and Bai Zihui couldn't help but frown; they really didn't like the way Hao Jian talked to Qiushui—it was as if he didn't take Murong Qiushui seriously at all, which made them quite angry.
"Okay!" However, Murong Qiushui showed no displeasure and nodded her agreent directly.
"If there's nothing in the future, don't co looking for again. Of course, even if there is sothing, don't co looking for . I don't want to have anything to do with the Murong Family," Hao Jian said to Murong Qiushui. His words were directed not only at Murong Qiushui but also at Murong Chengkong and Murong Yeyun.
"Brother Hao Jian speaks too harshly," Murong Chengkong said displeasedly, "we hit it off right from the beginning and our relationship is not shallow. How can we talk about breaking off ties so easily?" This guy was clearly no ordinary person; Chengkong planned to use him to teach Murong Yeyun a lesson in the future!
Hao Jian responded to Murong Chengkong with a big "middle finger" before picking up his suitcase, ready to leave.
"Brother Hao Jian is really humorous, ha ha...hahahaha..." Murong Chengkong laughed dryly, his face full of embarrassnt.
"Since it's rare that we et, aren't you going to invite for a drink? Even if we never et again after this, you ought to give so face, right?" Murong Qiushui said with a smile that was not quite a smile, her face brimming with a smile that made it difficult to guess her thoughts.
At that mont, Hao Jian also furrowed his brows, sowhat puzzled by Murong Qiushui. It was said that a woman's heart is as deep as the ocean, and Murong Qiushui was perhaps the best example.
"Better not!" Instinct told Hao Jian that he absolutely must not agree at this ti; otherwise, his ties with Murong Qiushui would beco a tangled ss he could not cut through or sort out.
Upon hearing this, Murong Qiushui's eyes instantly narrowed into slits, "Hao Jian, do you know how much face and emotional turmoil it costs a woman to invite a man? Do you also know how embarrassed and angry a woman is when she is rejected, especially a proud woman?"
"Besides, let tell you that won are very petty!"
Murong Qiushui was undoubtedly warning Hao Jian that if he dared to refuse her, she would exact a painful price.
At that mont, Murong Qiushui was indeed angry; there were plenty of people who would line up from the Pacific to the Atlantic just for a chance to invite her to dinner. Yet now that she rarely invited Hao Jian, he was being picky.
Hao Jian clicked his tongue in displeasure, "Being handso is such a hassle!"
"I can join you for a al, but the location must be my choice, and you must pay. Also, I'll accompany you to eat but not to sleep, so don't harbor any inappropriate thoughts about ," Hao Jian said very seriously to Murong Qiushui.
Everyone present looked as if they had a black line drawn across their foreheads, finding Hao Jian's words problematic. What status did Murong Qiushui hold? Would she want him to accompany her to sleep? Was he dreaming?
Murong Qiushui's expression stiffened slightly, but she still forcefully suppressed the anger in her heart and nodded, "Fine, I agree!"
Shall we go to 'Huancui East Wind'?" Hao Jian asked for Murong Qiushui's opinion, though it was only a token inquiry.
"Huancui East Wind belongs to Kong Xiaozhen," Ma Li whispered sothing into Murong Qiushui's ear.
Upon hearing this, Murong Qiushui laughed rather than getting angry; was Hao Jian planning to have them take on Kong Xiaozhen? Could it be that this guy was already leaning towards the Murong Family?
If they helped Hao Jian get rid of Kong Xiaozhen, then without a doubt, Hao Jian would owe them a favor. In that case, if they made any requests, wouldn't Hao Jian have to accept them?
"Alright, let's go there!" Murong Qiushui also nodded, her mood quite pleased, not at all upset about being Hao Jian's tool.
Imdiately, Murong Qiushui and Hao Jian took the lead and walked out of Green Willow Manor.
"This kid, really shaless! He even has the nerve to want to be accompanied to sleep, he should take a good look at himself in the mirror. Beside my sister, it would be like the odd couple of 'Beauty and the Beast,'" Murong Yeyun grumbled discontentedly until Hao Jian had left.
Bai Zihui was taken aback, then looked up and down at Murong Yeyun, who was as massive as a black bull, then looked at her own graceful self, shook her head, and sighed before walking out.
"Zihui, wait for !" Murong Yeyun quickly followed.
"Tsk, scared by Hao Jian like this, only daring to speak ill of him behind his back, not very manly!" Murong Chengkong looked at Murong Yeyun with disdain as he spoke.
"Second Young Master, aren't you afraid of Hao Jian?" Ma Li pushed up her glasses, looking expressionlessly at Murong Chengkong.
", afraid of him? How could that be possible? Afraid of him? Tsk, that's a joke. Well, actually, I am a little scared."
"....."
.....
Huancui East Wind, a high-end leisure club in Hua City, where the only patrons are influential people.
The owner of this place, Hao Jian, was very familiar with it—it was Kong Xiaozhen's territory.
Of course, it was precisely because he knew it belonged to Kong Xiaozhen that Hao Jian chose to dine here.
Once inside, Hao Jian played it straight and handed the nu to Murong Qiushui, "The guest follows the host's lead!"
"No, the guest is most important," Murong Qiushui pushed the nu back.
"How can I accept that?" Hao Jian said awkwardly, pushing it back.
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about," Murong Qiushui insisted, pushing it back again.
Murong Chengkong and the others watched as Hao Jian and Murong Qiushui pushed the nu back and forth, spacing out in bewildernt. It's just ordering—was all this politeness really necessary?
As she pushed the nu back, Murong Qiushui deliberately added, "Don't worry, I'll pick up the tab!"
"Oh co on, what are you talking about? Given your status, would I really worry about you stiffing the bill?" Hao Jian looked at Murong Qiushui reproachfully, then called the waiter over, "Waiter, we won't need this, or this, or this—even the rest can co!"
The faces of Murong Chengkong and others were filled with speechlessness, their heads hung low; they finally understood the aning of "too pure waters are bereft of fish; a person who is too perfect inspires no affection."
So this jerk was being polite just because he was worried about settling the bill!
"Guest, do you really want all of these? These dishes are very expensive when added up, and with so many of you, you might not even be able to finish them all," the waiter advised kindly. This much food would be too much even for six more people.
"I'm rich and capricious! What's it to you? If I can't finish it, I'll just dump it. It's not like I can't afford to pay, so hurry up and serve it. Otherwise, we're leaving!" Hao Jian glared at the waiter, impatiently stating.
"Alright then, please wait a mont. I'll go down and arrange it with the kitchen," the waiter said, helplessly leaving.
"Hey, don't you think you're going a bit too far? Even if you're not paying, isn't this a bit too much?" Bai Zihui complained, clearly seeing Hao Jian was taking advantage of Murong Qiushui!
"Exactly, wasting food is shaful, right Zihui?" Murong Yeyun said, gazing at Bai Zihui with a sappy look.
At that mont, Hao Jian couldn't help but look surprised. Then, he turned to Murong Qiushui embarrassingly, "Did I order too much? Should I have so dishes canceled?"
"No need, it's only a small amount of money," Murong Qiushui said with a bitter smile. If you really wanted to help , why just cancel a few dishes? What difference would that make?
"Then that's great, so in that case, bring us a bottle of '82 Lafite as well?"
"...."
Soon enough, the dishes were served, and Murong Yeyun and Hao Jian, starving like ghosts, started feasting.
The two gobbled up like reincarnated starved ghosts, the dishes that had just been served were swiftly devoured.
This scene left Murong Qiushui and the rest in a daze.
"This is an insult to refinent! An absolute insult!"
Murong Chengkong looked down on Hao Jian and his comrades dismissively.
"Eat, eat, eat, don't be shy everyone!" Hao Jian, with his mouth full of food, mumbled unclearly.
"You know what, I'm full," Bai Zihui put down her chopsticks. Eating with these two was just too revolting; she had lost her appetite.
"Zihui, you should eat more. How can you put on weight if you don't eat? Look at how thin you are," Murong Yeyun said, feigning concern.
"Right, look at how thin you are, your chest is almost flat," Hao Jian glanced at Bai Zihui's chest and comnted.
"You!" Bai Zihui instantly beca furious. Small chest? Was he blind?
"Are you blind or sothing?" That's when Murong Yeyun spoke on behalf of Bai Zihui, revealing her inner thoughts, "Haven't you noticed how big Zihui's chest is? Like a dairy cow, 38C man, and they're natural, not surgically enhanced. Can you say the sa?"
Bai Zihui swore on the honor of her ancestors that at that mont, she truly wanted to kill soone!
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