Chapter 1218 - The One Called Qiao Sen (1/2)

Cen Xi carried the tray and rushed around the guests anxiously. She was looking for the man called Qiao Sen.

After looking around, Cen Xi was feeling slightly panicked as she did not see him. Then, she caught a glimpse of his figure on the terrace from the corner of her eye.

He had changed into a black s.h.i.+rt and pants. He was talking to people and raised his wine gla.s.s. Because of the action of raising his hand, the tailored cloth outlined his perfect chest and shoulders. The light on the terrace fell from the top of his head, making his ordinary face look extraordinarily handsome.

Cen Xi had always felt that a man’s temperament and charm were greater than looks.

Just like this Mr Qiao Sen. He was clearly not a good person and looked ordinary, but standing there, he was still the most eye-catching.

But Cen Xi had no time to appreciate how charming he was. Thinking of the conversation between the two men, she walked towards Qiao Sen with the tray.

As she was nearing him, she pretended that she had not stood firm and one gla.s.s of wine on the tray spilled onto him.

“What the h.e.l.l?” The man talking to Qiao Yanze glared at Cen Xi.

Cen Xi quickly lowered her head. “I’m sorry.”

Qiao Yanze looked at Cen Xi with his cold eyes and frowned slightly. “Mr Todd, it’s okay. It’s just that she wasn’t careful.”

“Qiao, you’d better and wash it off in the washroom.”

Qiao Yanze hummed and turned, leaving the terrace.

Qiao Yanze entered the washroom and was about to close the door when a fair and slender hand reached in.

Cen Xi squeezed inside forcefully.

Qiao Yanze’s eyes were dark and he looked at Cen Xi with no expression on his face. “Are you ignoring my words?”

There was no time to be afraid. Cen Xi explained in detail to him and she told him the most important thing, “Don’t be angry. I-I overheard someone say that they are going to blow up Ninth Master and Mr Ba Er.”

Qiao Yanze’s eyes darkened and his hand pinched Cen Xi’s chin with so much strength that he was almost crus.h.i.+ng her bones. “Where did you hear that?”

Cen Xi described the man’s appearance.

“That’s Ninth Master’s uncle. He speaks the language of A Country and I need an interpreter to understand what he says. You understood it?”

Cen Xi saw that he did not believe her and was anxious, cold sweat breaking out from her forehead. She quickly explained, “I don’t have any other abilities, but I do know seven to eight languages and so I could understand what he said.”

Qiao Yanze narrowed his cold eyes and loosened the grip on Cen Xi’s chin. “Ninth Master’s uncle is always cautious. If someone is eavesdropping, he would notice it. How did you hear what he said?”

Cen Xi bit her lip. “I know how to lip read.”

Qiao Yanze frowned and his gaze on Cen Xi looked colder.

Cen Xi saw that he still did not believe her. She was afraid that if this dragged on, there would be an explosion. She grabbed his arm hurriedly. “B-Believe me. I did not see it wrongly.”

Qiao Yanze shook away her hand and his tall body came close to her. Cen Xi looked at his teriifying gaze and was so scared that she kept retreating backwards.

Until her body touched the washroom wall.

Once again, her delicate chin was grabbed by his broad and rough palm. That ordinary looking face came close, his eyes s.h.i.+ning with a coldness. “If you dare to lie, I will kill you.”

His thin lips were against her right ear and he whispered to it.

Cen Xi could not hear what he said at all.