Chapter 1260 - A Deflated Balloon (2/2)

Ouch! She lifted her hand and caressed her forehead. When she saw blood, her face immediately paled. “Ah Qing, someone attacked me!”

Seeing a swollen b.l.o.o.d.y b.u.mp on Xue’er’s forehead, Ye Qing glanced at the stone that had fallen on the floor, before he bent down to pick it up.

When Ye Qing bent down, Cen Xi’s slender wrist was immediately grabbed by a cold hand.

She was immediately pulled away from her seat.

It was only after she was pulled away from the spectators’ area that Cen Xi finally pushed the man away.

“Young Master Qiao, what are you doing?”

Qiao Yanze stood two steps away from Cen Xi, narrowing his dark eyes. His attractive face seemed to be covered with slight darkness. “Daring to hurt the Third Prince’s woman under his eyes, do you want to die?”

Cen Xi’s eyes landed on the man’s chest. The top three b.u.t.tons of his s.h.i.+rt had been unb.u.t.toned unknowingly, so she could see his well-defined chest muscles. Glancing away awkwardly, Cen Xi said, “I… can’t stand it, so I did it on impulse.” As if thinking of something, she glanced towards the man’s perfectly handsome face. “Young Master Qiao, what I did probably has nothing to do with you, right?”

Why was he giving her att.i.tude?

Did he think she was still the younger sister of his enemy that wanted to do everything to repay her sister’s sins?

She already told him before in the interrogation room that she would stop repaying her sister’s sins after he didn’t take her life that day!

Qiao Yanze’s expression darkened. “It has nothing to do with me. Just treat it that I was doing something stupid.” With that said, he left.

Why was this person’s temper so weird and unpredictable?

When Cen Xi returned to the spectators’ area, she saw Qiao Yanze leaning against the wall, smoking in the smoking area. He had his back facing her, his well-defined fingers holding onto a cigarette and smoke slowly surrounded him.

His back was broad and tall, his strong muscles under his expensive tailored outfit exuding a strong masculine charm.

Cen Xi stopped herself from glancing at him again. When she walked away, she wanted to enter the spectators’ area when she realized that Ye Qing’s bodyguards were secretly trying to find the person who used a stone to hit his woman.

Seeing that they were about to walk out of the spectators’ area, Cen Xi remembered that she still had a small bow in her bag. She was afraid that they would check her, so she hurriedly walked towards the smoking area in panic.

One of the bodyguards walked out and saw Cen Xi. “The person in front, stop there.”

How would Cen Xi dare to stop? She was about to walk faster when a strong arm reached over and pulled her.

Before she could react, she was pushed against the wall.

Cen Xi looked up in surprise, her eyes constricting slightly. The man’s dark eyes stared straight at her as she was caught in her breath.

He was standing against the light, his broad shoulders blocking most of the light and covering Cen Xi under his broad shadow. He placed a hand by the side of her waist. His sleeves were rolled up, showing his malt-colored muscular arms and his expensive watch.

His other hand was holding on a cigarette. A matured masculine scent mixed with a faint cigarette smell invaded Cen Xi’s senses, making her breathing lose its rhythm.

She had her hands on the man’s shoulders, not letting him get too close to her. Through his s.h.i.+rt, she could feel his taut muscles and she felt like she had been scalded, curling her fingers up.

Their position was way too intimate.

“Do you want me to move away?” Looking at how guarded she looked, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Cen Xi didn’t speak.

He immediately moved his hand away, wanting to move back. However, Cen Xi saw the bodyguard walking over and before she could think about it properly, her fingers grabbed his s.h.i.+rt tightly.

When he looked down at her, a smile was on his lips.

Seeing his smile, Cen Xi felt her scalp turning numb. He was extremely handsome, making her feel like she was being looked at by a devil whenever he narrowed his eyes slightly or smirked.