Quan Zhongnian felt displeased with the girl who suddenly barged into the eting room.
Just as he was about to speak, Quan Ci had already stood up and paced over to Su Yan.
Without caring for the onlookers around, he bent down and enveloped her in his arms, planting a kiss.
His rash action caused discomfort among the Quan Family elders present at the scene.
In such a solemn occasion for reminiscence, had he co just to display such affection?
Everyone turned to the family head, Quan Zhongnian, hoping he would say sothing.
However, after a mont’s pause, surprise was unmistakably evident in Quan Zhongnian’s eyes.
What family’s girl could attract his grandson like this?
Quickly regaining his composure, Quan Zhongnian coughed out loud
"Quan Ci..."
He barely started speaking when Quan Ci’s lax voice could be heard,
"I’m out of here first."
As his voice fell, he walked out of the eting room with Su Yan in his embrace, and with a thud, the door of the eting room slamd shut.
Completely indifferent to the already embarrassed expressions on the faces of the lofty individuals in the eting room.
Held by him, Su Yan entered another quiet room.
He looked down, gazing at Su Yan’s obedient and bright appearance.
Holding her waist, he tightened his grip, lifting her onto the table in one swift motion.
Drawing her level with him, he bit down gently on her chin.
"Mmm..."
Su Yan, already accustod to his intimacy, instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.
The two clung tightly to each other.
After a while, he finally stopped.
His voice was gentle,
"You don’t have a shoot today? What made you think of looking for ?"
Upon this reminder, Su Yan recalled the purpose of her visit.
Her forr tender deanor shifted as she looked straight at him,
Her voice muffled,
"You lied to ."
Quan Ci’s brows lifted, as if anticipating what Su Yan was about to say. A smile playing on his lips, he pulled over a chair and sat down.
"What did I lie to you about?"
Su Yan was earnest,
"You said yesterday that you would let Luo Yuanjie off the hook."
Quan Ci wore a contemplative look, his fingertips rhythmically tapping, his eyes pitch-black,
"You’re here for this?"
His tone was even, betraying no emotion.
Seeing him like this, Su Yan tugged at his tie, her tone serious,
"I need you to answer directly."
"Answer you what?"
"Was it you who laid hands on Luo Yuanjie, right?"
Hearing this, Quan Ci’s lips spread into a deeper smile.
He leaned lazily against the chair, his heart already stirring,
"Yes."
He didn’t at all try to disguise his tactics; whatever Su Yan asked, he would tell.
Annoyed, Su Yan questioned,
"Then why did you say you’d let him off yesterday?"
Quan Ci’s eyes held a profound depth, an uncontrollable jealousy brewing in his heart.
Let him off?
Seeing how you were protecting him yesterday, I should wipe him out.
But he didn’t voice these thoughts.
Instead, he took Su Yan’s hand, his tone nonchalant,
"What I said yesterday was, if you please enough, I’ll let him off."
Su Yan nodded, so you did say that, right?
But then... Quan Ci fixated on her exquisite face, his eyes narrowing with reminiscence,
"Yesterday, you fainted three tis midway. Out of consideration for your tender body, I wasn’t fully satisfied. Thus, of course, I couldn’t let him off."
Su Yan’s eyes widened as she looked at him,
"You!"
What should she say at this mont?
She racked her brains but couldn’t find a flaw.
Well... it seems to make sense, right?
As Quan Ci watched her entangled expression, he laughed.
How could she be so well-behaved, so silly?
Her eyes, brimming with moisture, almost softened his heart.
It seems, bullying her like this would tornt his conscience.
If he had one, that is.
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