Chapter 1165 - I’m Downstairs (1/2)

The man’s wispy fringe lay damply on his forehead, revealing his handsome face. The extravagant black silk pajamas accentuated his tall and attractive figure, with him exuding a cold aura.

As Lu Yeming stood in front of the bar counter, he opened a bottle of vintage red wine, pouring a little into a tall wine glass. He sipped the wine nonchalantly and the rich taste of the red wine spread in his mouth.

Just then, there were two knocks on the door, followed by his trusted right-hand man, Fan Men’s voice. “Duke.”

“Come in.”

The door opened and Fan Men entered.

“Duke, the duel will happen in three days, but we are still unable to locate Third Young Miss Jun’s whereabouts.”

Lu Yeming turned around and perched himself slightly on the counter, his deep almond-shaped eyes glancing at Fan Men. “No need. She’s already here.”

What?

Fan Men stared at Lu Yeming in shock.

But Lu Yeming was not interested in continuing the conversation and merely took another sip of red wine. “Fan Men, do you have a woman?”

Fan Men swiftly bowed his head. “Duke, I don’t have one yet.”

Lu Yeming glanced down at the red wine glass in his hand. “Women are like red wine. They may be equally beautiful, but when you take a taste, you will be able to differentiate between the good and the bad. When you are used to drinking the wine of the most superior quality, you will not bother with the inferior one anymore.”

“Duke, I don’t understand.”

Lu Yeming curved his thin lips. “You don’t need to understand. You may leave.”

“Yes.” Fan Men left.

The room became quiet again. Lu Yeming downed his wine. He was referring to the women whom he had relationships with, Jun Xiqing and Ye Ruge.

Ye Ruge was the East Duke’s daughter and the only female amongst the descendants of the Dukes of Country A. She was blessed with ravishingly beautiful looks.

He harbored feelings towards her and desired to marry her. Of course, that would mean that he would bed her.

But now, his feelings towards Ye Ruge had started to wane.

Just now when she had kissed him in the living room, he had pushed her away because there was something lacking in her.

She was not Jun Xiqing.

In the end, Jun Xiqing was much more exceptional than Ye Ruge. Her enchanting bright eyes sparkled with intelligence and astuteness.

Aside from this, Jun Xiqing had a clean and pure upbringing. She was the youngest daughter of the Jun Family and she was chaste, innocent and naively unaware of the matters between men and women. Every time he looked at her, he felt an itch in his throat.

When he recollected the feeling of kissing her, his breathing became slightly ragged.

Ye Ruge would never be able to match up to her innocence and sweetness.

Lu Yeming made comparisons between the two women in his heart. He was a very picky man, particularly in the area of choosing women.

The West Palace had already sent him clean and young ladies three years ago, but he had nary an interest in them. He was indifferent towards those beauties who had been selected amongst thousands of ladies.

The only woman who caught his eye was Ye Ruge.

But then after that, he met Jun Xiqing at Capital.

The Emperors in the past had many concubines and there would be some concubines who were more favored than others. He would definitely favor Jun Xiqing more in the future.

Lu Yeming elegantly sipped the last bit of red wine.

…

At night, the Rolls-Royce Phantom came to a stop. Gu Mohan glanced up through the shiny car window and saw that the light in the room upstairs was still on.

She was not sleeping yet.

He did not know why he had come here.

She had been drugged with AR and everything was within his plans. After her wedding with Feng Lihen, he would have the means to obtain the AR antidote.

On a certain level, he and Feng Lihen had reached a consensus. Feng Lihen had agreed not to touch her. Both of them would collaborate in achieving their goals – Feng Lihen would obtain the North Duke’s position and he would obtain the antidote.

But now an unknown panic was slowly spreading in his heart. Such a panic made him feel uneasy and helpless. For some reason, he had a premonition that she would leave him.

Gu Mohan picked up his cell phone and dialed a familiar number.