Chapter 74 - Whose Kid Is This? So Stupid That They’d Flirt with My Girl Right in Front of Me. (2/2)
Pale-faced, their singular intention was to keep their heads low and leave; a far cry from their prior enjoyment of laughing at Song Yu’s misfortune.
Song Yu saw how nervous they were but was not at all sympathetic toward them. Sympathy was reserved only for those deserving of it. If Qi Chengzhi did not appear, they would not have let her go and if that happened, the embarrassed party would have been her.
In light of that, Song Yu ignored their anxiousness without feeling burdened by it. She turned and looked at the reliable person beside her – the handsome, sculpture-like man – and said, “Why did you come out?”
Qi Chengzhi ignored them as well. He looked at Song Yu and saw her calm expression. He noticed happiness in both her eyes but he did not overlook the anger and frustration that was present when she was targeted by those people.
The warm hand that he wrapped behind her back held her even more firmly as he massaged her slender shoulders. His expression was reserved. “You went to the bathroom for a very long time. I was worried that you ran into some trouble, so I went out to look around.”
Qi Chengzhi’s enigmatic eyes then looked up at the regally-dressed attendant – who was preparing to escort Li Qianyi and co back into their room – and ordered, “Call Yan Beicheng out.”
Afraid to slight him, the attendant deserted Li Qianyi’s group and ran into Qi Chengzhi’s room without even knocking the door.
Not long later, Yan Beicheng came out while smoking his cigarette.
Sans tie, three buttons of his navy dress shirt were unfastened and his sleeves were folded a few times right up his arm. Both his hands were placed inside his pant pockets.
If Qi Chengzhi looked like a bad boy with a cigarette between his lips, Yan Beicheng would look as though he was itching to explode; his squinted eyes and relaxed smoking suggested it.
At first, she thought that Yan Beicheng would come out only by himself. Surprisingly, a few steps behind him were Qi Chenglin, Wei Zilin, and Chu Zhaoyang.
They either had a cigarette between their lips or between their fingers. They were taking advantage of her absence in the room to smoke a couple of rounds, it seemed.
Very consciously, they threw down and extinguished their cigarettes once they walked along the corridor and stood behind her.
As they stood behind her, they made for such an intimidating line-up that one would dread to open one’s eyes. Li Qianyi and her friends trembled immediately upon seeing them.
Li Qianyi’s group were not a match for even one person in Qi Chengzhi’s group.
It scarcely crossed Li Qianyi and her group’s mind that Song Yu would be involved in such an elite circle.
“What is it?” Yan Beicheng looked at Qi Chengzhi and Song Yu, then at Li Qianyi and the gang. He squinted his eyes teasingly.
Just by looking at the anxiously-pale expression that adorned the faces of Li Qianyi and her friends, Yan Beicheng surmised that Qi Chengzhi found them bullying Song Yu.
“Have your club’s standards dropped so low that anyone can enter? Didn’t your club stipulate from the beginning that only those of the upper class are allowed? Why is it that those who simply have the money can also pass themselves off as being upper class?” Qi Chengzhi looked askance at Yan Beicheng.
Li Qianyi and her group were thoroughly insulted by his words but they did not speak even though they were angry.
“Did they pick on our sis-in-law?” Yan Beicheng squinted. Back in the room, he clearly could not bring himself to call her his sister-in-law but it came out so naturally then. Evidently, he was giving Song Yu face by calling her that in front of those people.
As a result of Yan Beicheng’s words, Li Qianyi’s and Wu Lijun’s lips trembled slightly. Even those who were utterly brainless would know the significance of someone like Yan Beicheng calling her his sister-in-law.
Qi Chengzhi was serious with Song Yu?
Qi Chengzhi did not speak. Without needing to display his anger, his sternly-pursed lips and expressionless face was enough to make the other party feel nervous.
“My sis-in-law was wronged on your turf. You decide how to settle the situation!” Qi Chenglin placed both hands into his pant pockets and remarked frigidly.
Wei Zilin chuckled softly and snickered, “Your club seems to be less and less picky in choosing guests. Since today’s good spirits has been ruined, perhaps our bros can’t have their fun anymore in the future?”
Chu Zhaoyang, a man of few words, simply had a stony expression when summing up everything in three words. “Such low standards.”
Yan Beicheng chuckled a simple ‘Hehe’ and turned to the attendant. “Send these five people out. Remember their names, their faces, and ban them for life from this club.”
The expression of all five changed drastically into a contorted ugliness as a result of the insults.
Gao Jingqiu had enough. How could he take such relentless insults!
He lambasted, “We are paying guests of the club. Young Master Yan, is this how you treat your guests?”
“Guest or not, you have to follow my standards. Guests of our club must fulfil the prerequisite of being those who have attained certain social status. Do you and your bunch of family-dishonoring jokers fulfil that requirement? If no, then please leave immediately. Don’t tarnish our club by being here.” Yan Beicheng waved his hands, as if to shoo off a fly.
Noticing them standing still with their ever-changing expressions, Yan Beicheng’s temper flared up. In a moment of impatience, he ordered the attendant, “Call security! Throw them out!”
“No need, we’ll go,” Li Zhuoan said calmly while standing beside Gao Jingqiu. He had listened to the jibes aimed at Song Yu earlier on but he neither stopped Li Qianyi nor participated in the insults.
He seemed to be the brains of the group, since no one refuted him when he said those words. On close inspection, he did seem more level-headed and more mature than the others.
Furthermore, if they really were escorted out by security, the ensuing ruckus would be massive and it would be even more humiliating.
Knowing that Yan Beicheng was not playing the fool, all that Li Qianyi and her group could do was preserve the last shred of their dignity and head down with Li Zhuoan.
Li Zhuoan took a few steps forward past Li Qianyi and stopped in front of Song Yu.
“They were taking things too far with what they said just now. It was a misunderstanding, I’m sorry,” Li Zhuoan said softly. His clear eyes, under his long eyelashes, looked at Song Yu’s fair-skinned face.
Before Song Yu could say anything, Qi Chengzhi squinted and said amorously, “Let’s go.” He placed his arms around Song Yu’s shoulders and walked past the room that Li Zhuoan and the gang was previously in, leaving the latter stranded awkwardly without hearing a reply from Song Yu.
Li Zhuoan smiled bitterly and turned around to look. Li Qianyi and the others were still reeling from the blow and no one noticed what Li Zhuoan had done.
Qi Chengzhi hugged Song Yu even tighter, so tight that her shoulder was beginning to feel sore from the grasp of his large hand.
He looked at her beauty and could not help but feel a surge of anger. Such a fickle woman! A simple trip to the bathroom was enough for her to attract other men!
The mere thought of it sent his blood boiling. He could care less if there was a hoard of people looking at him, he simply lowered his head and planted a fierce kiss on her lips.
“Ngh…” Song Yu was shocked because she never imagined he would kiss her so abruptly as to whenever he felt like it; they were still walking when the kiss happened.
Pressure on her lips forced them to open involuntarily. The taste of tobacco and hard liquor surged forth with force. After a bout of unbridled slurping and stirring, he released her.
She did not resist even though she knew she was shy. His kisses left her redder than a plum. With her lips still tender and moist, she found that her breathing turned heavy. Qi Chengzhi’s anger subsided and was replaced with an upbeat feeling. The corner of his lips curled up unknowingly.
Song Yu simply felt confused because she did not know what was it that came over him. His feelings were just like a thunderstorm, coming in bursts and bursts.