Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Shan Hanjie glanced sideways and signaled his assistant with his eyes. Yao immediately went forward and ordered people to carry the injured CEO of Creative Beauty away.
As for the matter of calling the police, it had naturally vanished.
When the onlookers saw this great god interfering, they did not dare to linger and hurriedly went away.
This left only the service staff to clean up the mess.
“I didn’t promise you anything!” Qin Youxuan did not sigh in relief when the crowd dispersed. Instead, she tensed up even more.
Her instincts were telling her that this stranger, who had helped her out for no reason at all, was dangerous.
Shan Hanjie did not speak. His long and narrow eyes swept over the woman’s stubborn face and his smile grew sinister.
He reached out to grab hold of her small chin, then leaned down, and sniffed at her neck.
Indeed wild enough.
Before Qin Youxuan could react, he had already retreated.
His fair hand tidied his collar, then he looked at her one last time and left.
Ning Yanan did not return to her senses until the man was gone. “Little Xuan, are you all right?”
She then showed a puzzled look. “Where have I seen that guy before? You just got back to the country; how come you know of such a powerful figure?”
The man did not say a word and only got his assistant to intervene, yet that lecherous geezer from Creative Beauty promptly shut up and even meekly let himself be carried away.
Qin Youxuan’s expression flickered, and then she grabbed her friend’s hand. “You’ve seen him before?”
Ning Yanan thought about it and replied, “I vaguely recall having seen him somewhere, but I can’t be so sure. Wait, why are we talking about this now? Let’s go! That perverted geezer might return to cause trouble again.”
She proceeded to drag her away from Premier.
Qin Youxuan’s taut nerves eased slightly the moment she breathed in the fresh air outside.
After insisting that she was not drunk and agreeing to meet another day, her best friend let her take a taxi home alone.
When the cab reached her destination, she got out and paid the fare. She then walked home with her bag dangling on her arm.
“Miss.” The butler greeted her respectfully.
Jin Lan, who was sitting in the living room, heard the voice and immediately sneered. “It’s so late, yet she’s only back now after wandering outside. She even reeks of alcohol. I really wonder whether it’s the culture abroad getting to her after studying there for years or she’s just naturally promiscuous.”
Qin Youxuan looked up when she heard that, and as expected, she spotted her father sitting on the sofa with a grim face. Qi Mo asked, “Where have you been?”
Her eyes narrowed but she did not answer and just bit her lip.
After changing into her slippers, she made a beeline for her room.
“Your father is asking you a question! What kind of attitude is that? You’re really a wild woman without a mother to teach you manners. You’ve got none at all!”
“…”
Qin Youxuan stopped in her tracks and turned around. “Manners and respect depend on who one is dealing with. A shameless mistress like you, frankly speaking, is too lowly for that, yet you dare to talk about manners with me? This world is truly ridiculous!”
“You—”
Bang!
She slammed the door to her room heavily, drowning out the noise outside. She then leaned against it and closed her eyes tiredly.
In the living room, Jin Lan was still yelling at her like a shrew.
She sneered and locked the door. Throwing her bag onto the sofa, she walked to the bookcase.
From a pile of awards and certificates, she fished out a picture frame and sat down on the floor.
“Mom…”
She gently wiped the picture frame. The woman in the photo was young and beautiful.
Qin Youxuan had inherited her mother’s facial features. In fact, her beautiful eyes were exactly the same as her mother’s.