Chapter 71 - Room 902 (1/2)

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

“Junxi…” Ning Yao grabbed Xu Junxi’s sleeve and whispered, “Look at my sister, the director has ignored me. Hurry up and go talk to them about my filming matters.”

Xu Junxi pulled his sleeve back a little forcefully. His thin lips tightened into a gloomy line as he suppressed his unhappiness.

“Shut up!” he shouted at Ning Yao.

Shut up?!

Ning Yao’s eyes widened in disbelief. Xu Junxi had not reprimanded her once in the past three years, but he’d just now told her to shut up?!

The corners of Ning Qing’s lips curled up as she listened to the conversation between the two of them. She had to admit that although Li Meiling had crafted a great show of playing hard to get by sending Ning Yao abroad, she hadn’t kept Ning Yao by her side and trained her, so Ning Yao hadn’t learned anything from Li Meiling.

What a fool!

Xu Junxi knew that Ning Qing had said what she’d said intentionally. Even when they were at the pavilion that afternoon, Ning Qing had deliberately lured Ning Yao into her trap. He was angry at Ning Qing’s slyness and cunning, but he was even angrier at Ning Yao’s foolishness and ignorance.

Ning Qing was right. Since she’d entered the entertainment industry, Ning Yao had only known how to rely on his power to promote her. However, every time she’d struck, she would be hit back twice as hard by Ning Qing.

For instance: the situation now. No one at the table had a positive expression on their face, yet she still pestered him to talk about her movie for her.

The two sisters couldn’t be compared at all. Ning Qing could be smooth and slick in establis.h.i.+ng social relations, and she was good at singing and dancing. As for Ning Yao, other than asking for things from him, she was brainless.

Ning Yao was a lame duck. He has been cleaning up Ning Yao’s messes for a while now, and he was tired of it.

It was impossible for the Xu family and Emperor Entertainment Group to accept someone like Ning Yao as the mistress of the house.

“Ning Qing, you’ve succeeded.” Xu Junxi said to Ning Qing with a sidelong glance as he gritted his teeth. She had always wanted to destroy his relations.h.i.+p with Ning Yao, and she finally succeeded.

Ning Qing tucked a lock of the silky hair on her cheek behind her ear with her slender hand. She held up a gla.s.s of red wine, narrowing her eyes that were like an autumn lake, and smiled lazily while she said, “President Xu, I can’t understand what you’re talking about. I’ve told you a long time ago, for Ning Yao, you can only humor her and play with her by spoiling the girl in the palm of your hand.”

“You!” Xu Junxi was so furious he could not refute. That’s right, he’d chosen Ning Yao himself, he couldn’t blame others for this.

Distance produces beauty, and back when Ning Yao was in America, she would dress up fas.h.i.+onably and beautifully on top of talking softly and sweetly to him every time he went there to visit her. He was very happy then.

But Ning Yao had only been back in China for a month now, and Xu Junxi’s eyes were like magnifying gla.s.ses. He could only see Ning Yao’s shortcomings.

A crisp “Clang” rang out, Ning Qing had accidentally b.u.mped into the cutlery by his hand, and a fork fell on the ground.

Xu Junxi bent down to pick it up.

When he’d bent down, Ning Qing also happened to bend down. Her fingertips touched his hands.

“President Xu, haven’t you looked enough?” While he was staring, a shallow chuckle sounded over his head.

Xu Junxi’s gaze locked with Ning Qing’s beautiful autumn pupils as he looked up. She was looking at him with a warm and light stare, with a clear layer of coldness in her face.

Xu Junxi couldn’t speak anymore. He watched as Ning Qing picked up the fork, sat up straight, waved to the waiter, and got him a new set of cutlery.

He could not remember anything that the people at the table said to him. His eyes were focused on Ning Qing. Occasionally, she would touch her long hair with her little hands. Whenever she did that, his nose would fill with her refres.h.i.+ng fragrance as her silky strands flowed.

…

Everyone went back to their hotel rooms after dinner. Ning Yao was pestering Xu Junxi, saying that she wanted to sleep alongside him, but Xu Junxi frowned and pushed her away.

“I’m tired.” He moved his feet and went back to his room, leaving Ning Yao there, stamping her feet.

Xu Junxi went into his room, sat on the bed, fumbled out a pack of cigarettes and lit them up. Amidst the smoke, he took out his cell phone and stared noticed a phone number on his screen.

After smoking four or five cigarettes, he stood up, walked to the window, and dialed the number.

“h.e.l.lo…” Ning Qing’s elegant voice could be heard.

“… h.e.l.lo, Ning Qing, it’s me.”

“Oh, President Xu, what’s the matter?” Ning Qing’s tone was rather surprised.

“I went back and saw that there was a crack on the Xu family’s jade bracelet after you’d thrown it on the ground at the hospital.”

“Is that right? I’m very sorry about that.”

“How does saying sorry help? Ning Qing, you must compensate me for it. Why don’t I bring it over and show you the bracelet? Which room are you in?”

“… 902. ”

…

When Xu Junxi went to room 902, the door was unlocked. He opened the door and went in.

There was no light in the room, nor did he see Ning Qing, but the door of the bathroom was tightly shut, and he could hear the sound of running water.

Was she taking a bath?

Xu Junxi closed his eyes and inhaled the scent of the room forcefully. There was her special fragrance in the room. The windows were half open and the transparent curtains fluttered in the wind, making the atmosphere hazy and ambiguous.

He licked his dry lips. He didn’t know why he’d lied about the jade bracelet being damaged. Why did he rush over to her room? He just missed her very much.

Blood was rus.h.i.+ng through his body after she’d touched his hand and he’d smelled her fragrance at the dining table. It was as if something was tickling his heart. He was tempted.

“Ning Qing, are you taking a bath?” His voice was hoa.r.s.e.

There was no reply in the bathroom.

Xu Junxi went to the door and quietly placed his hand on the handle. He cleared his throat several times and said, “I’ll go in if you keep staying silent.”

No one spoke.

With a click, Xu Junxi opened the door.

The lights were on in the bathroom and hot water was running from the showerheads in the shower, but the beautiful body of a young girl that he had imagined in his mind was not there; the shower was empty.

Right then, “Ning Qing…” The lamp in the hotel room was turned on as Xiao Zhou entered the room. She screamed the moment the saw Xu Junxi “Ah! President Xu, why are you in Ning Qing’s room? A man like you barging into a woman’s room so late at night… What’s the matter with you?”