Chapter 255 Hes My Grandson! (1/2)

Xin Qing had begun counting the days until the auction next week. Tonight, Ying Qingcang snuck in to see her again. While the man on top of her was peppering her neck with gentle kisses, the tunes of the symphony filled Xin Qing's mind. ”Will I get so used to the music that sex would feel meaningless without it?” She mused.

”You're not focusing,” Ying Qingcang whispered into her ear. Then, he bit down on her earlobe with just the right amount of strength.

Xin Qing wrapped her legs around his waist and deliberately gave him a sultry look. Ying Qingcang gritted his teeth. ”You little minx!” he said in a muted tone. After that, his thrusts became much harder and faster.

When he was leaving, Ying Qingcang told her to wear her white cheongsam to the auction. Xin Qing just winked at him, not even bothering to ask why.

Other than Young Master Shen and Zhang Mi, Boss Wan, too, was present on the day of the auction. It was already late when the four of them arrived; they were basically the last ones to arrive at the event. The moment Xin Qing entered the auction hall, she saw Ying Qingcang already there, dressed in a black suit. Coincidentally, there was a dark floral pattern on the sleeves of his blazer which matched the exact pattern on Xin Qing's cheongsam.

Xin Qing suddenly remembered the dinner party at Caesar last year. Back then, Ying Qingcang's attire had matched hers too. Was it possible that he had known what she would be wearing to the event beforehand?

Rong Siman had obviously noticed their matching attire as well. She glared daggers at Xin Qing and grumbled to Ying Qingcang, ”You shouldn't wear clothes from this designer. They match hers every time.”

”I did ask you before. You're the one who doesn't want to wear them.” Ying Qingcang squinted slightly and shot a quick glance in Xin Qing's direction.

Deep down, Rong Siman was furious. The clothes from that store were leaning more towards Chinese style. She did not like them at all.

”Whatever. What's the big deal, anyway? The auction is starting. Let's go inside and grab our seats.” Ying Qingcang's seat just so happened to be one row behind Xin Qing's. His eyes followed Xin Qing as she took her seat. While she moved, the emerald earrings on her ears swayed gently. At the sight, Ying Qingcang's heart felt as if it were floating.

The items to be auctioned consisted of mostly porcelain items which dated back to the late Qing dynasty. Rong Siman had virtually zero interest in such things. Not long after the auction began, she received a phone call. After hanging up, she told Ying Qingcang, ”Ah Cang, a lady I know wants to start a game of Mahjong, but they only have three players right now. They need one more. Can I leave first?”

”Sure! I told you not to come. You don't like this kind of thing anyway. Go on, then!” Then, Ying Qingcang stood up. ”I'll walk you out?”

Rong Siman nodded at him with a smile. Before leaving, Rong Siman did not forget to glare at Xin Qing. Too bad Xin Qing was not even looking at her.

After sending Rong Siman off, Ying Qingcang headed straight for the suite behind the auction hall. A while later, Xin Qing sneakily poked her head through the doorway from outside of the suite.

Ying Qingcang laughed silently and waved at her.

Xin Qing noticed that his phone was still on. In fact, there was an audio feed playing on it. When she heard the voice of the auctioneer through the phone's speaker, she immediately knew that the audio was meant for Rong Siman's ears. She crept forward silently and sat down on his lap. Ying Qingcang embraced her. Then, he kissed her before he wrote a line on the tablet.

”She won't be returning tonight. I'll go home tonight!”

Go home. Xin Qing's eyes became red-rimmed when she read those two words. When would they both be allowed to go home together openly?

Ying Qingcang had probably noticed the sudden change in Xin Qing's mood. He kissed her eye lids gently and wrote again.

”I haven't made good on any of the things I said to you before. I promised you that I would cook for you, wash your clothes and serve you for the rest of my life. And that you're free to order me around like I'm your personal slave!”

Xin Qing muffled her laughter with her hands and gave the man a flirtatious look. Ying Qingcang sank his teeth into her lower lip.

He wrote, ”I won't be able to stop myself from putting it inside you if you keep looking at me like that!”

She wrote back, ”Aww. Be a dear, would you? Wait until tonight before you put it in me!” Xin Qing's merciless and deliberate teasing caused Ying Qingcang's eyes to grow a shade darker. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her.

The pair kissed and touched each other for quite a while. At some point, the door was slowly pushed open again and Boss Wan walked in. When he heard the live audio feed from the auction playing on Ying Qingcang's phone, Boss Wan frowned and picked up the tablet.

”I was waiting for you to call me into the room. Are you done kissing? If you are, it's time we get down to business.”

Looking sheepish, Xin Qing gave Boss Wan a forgive-us gesture. Ying Qingcang stroked her head and wrote down a line of words.

”Why don't you head out first, babe. I have some things that I need to discuss with Boss Wan.”

Xin Qing wrote her reply and then stared back at him, ”Why can't I be part of your discussion?”

Admittedly, Ying Qingcang felt a little helpless at that point, so he secretly gave Boss Wan an eye signal.

With a completely neutral face, Boss Wan wrote, ”The things that I'll be saying to him later involve some of my darkest secrets. I'm very sorry, but I don't want my secrets to be known by too many people.”

Xin Qing thought for a moment. ”True. Boss Wan was involved in a lot of dangerous things. When he said that he doesn't want too many people to know his secrets, I'm pretty sure he meant he doesn't want me to tell Chen Huan!” That was how Xin Qing had construed Boss Wan's words. After that, Xin Qing nodded at Ying Qingcang and left the suite.

Boss Wan and Ying Qingcang never reappeared even when the auction had ended. Xin Qing wanted to go in to check on them, but Young Master Shen dissuaded her from it. He told her that she should just leave them be; if they had not come out from the room, it meant that the discussion must still be going on. Xin Qing figured that she would still see Ying Qingcang tonight, so she followed Young Master Shen and Zhang Mi out.

”You guys head back first. I'll stay and wait for Boss Wan.” After he had escorted the women to the car, Young Master Shen ordered Ah Che to drive them both home.

Zhang Mi poked her head out from the car and gave him a threat, ”Come straight home after you meet him. You're not allowed to go out drinking!”

”Yes, my queen!” Young Master Shen blew a flying kiss at her.

When the car drove away, a grave look formed on Young Master Shen's face. He quickly walked back to the auction hall and entered the suite behind it.

An hour later, the three men left the room together. Ying Qingcang nodded at them and left first.

Boss Wan and Young Master Shen climbed into their car.

”You have to act as soon as possible,” Boss Wan said. ”I've already made arrangements.”