The Tycoon's Enchanted Mermaid-Chapter 162 - : Girlfriend is Very Angry
Chapter 162 -162: Girlfriend is Very Angry
Fang Yuan lay on the sofa, the hall was very quiet, with the faint sound of a phone conversation carrying the unmistakable tone of scolding from the other end. Lu Yuan occasionally responded with his head bowed.
Could a man like him also be helpless?
Half an hour later, Lu Yuan came back and threw his mobile phone onto the table, “The Great Wizard will come over tonight.”
“Of course, my second uncle will also come and preside over the review of last night’s plan.”
“Maybe the second young master didn’t mean to…” Witte had heard that the eldest young master was furious for not being able to catch the Merfolk; now that Lu Feng was coming, he didn’t know what kind of punishment the second young master would receive.
“Intentional?” Lu Yuan turned and sat on the sofa, his tone extremely cold, “Even if he is locked in the water cell, he deserves it. I’ve told him several times not to get involved in catching the Merfolk. What about him? He’s always willful and never learns.”
Merfolk? Fang Yuan grabbed onto the keyword, shocked in her heart, and hastily lowered her head, fearing discovery.
Seeing how heated things were becoming, Witte refrained from advising and looked toward the woman on the sofa, asking, “What should we do with her?”
Lu Yuan glanced at Fang Yuan, “Throw her in the bedroom, have two people watch her, and don’t let her come downstairs for the next few days.”
“Yes.” Witte walked over, roughly picked up Fang Yuan, and before leaving, Fang Yuan kept looking at Lu Yuan with tears in her eyes, but unfortunately, the man did not give her a single glance, utterly cold-hearted.
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Ah Da recounted the events to Qin Yu, who after hearing everything, simply said not to worry and left everything to him to handle.
What he was referring to were Lu Yuan and the Lu Family.
In fact, Ah Da wasn’t worried but just puzzled about who the man who dragged her into the room was; he was really strange, bleeding so much for no reason, his chest skin torn, and even seeing the vague flesh inside.
This was not normal; there must be something wrong with him.
Thinking back to that situation, Ah Da still felt terrified. In a sense, he had saved her.
Most importantly, whether Little Pink Bottle and Jade Pot had been taken by him was Ah Da’s urgent concern; she immediately asked Long Qi to help check, and the museum’s reply was that they were on public display.
Ah Da always felt something was amiss; investigating the whereabouts of the antiques would take some time, and all she could do was wait for news.
As for Fang Yuan, Ah Da messaged her on WeChat, and she didn’t reply; everything seemed complicated.
Was Fang Yuan really willing to be lured out? Ah Da couldn’t figure it out; she always felt Fang Yuan was a very good person and hoped she would be safe.
Ever since the incident at Wanrong Auction, Qin Yu had arranged several female bodyguards for Ah Da at Wuqiong Water Pavilion overnight. They wore uniforms, with short hair reaching the ears, looking exceptionally capable.
Early in the morning, after breakfast, Ah Da put on her shoes and followed Qin Yu out the door, carrying the bronze lamp from the Wanrong Auction. They were headed to Lingcheng Mountain to see Master Ting Chan.
Ah Da had observed the bronze lamp closely the night before and always felt there was something odd about it; every time she focused on the lamp, her head began to spin, and she couldn’t concentrate. She tried to infuse it with Spiritual Power, but there was no response, which was disheartening.
Was this indeed what Master Ting Chan had talked about?
On their way to Lingcheng Mountain, the car traveled unhurriedly; Ah Da’s eyelids started to fight a losing battle.
She had been talking on the phone with Bronze Sword until six in the morning, chatting away, and Bronze Sword had expressed great surprise at someone trying to catch her, saying he would come over and find her the day after tomorrow.
With Bronze Sword coming back, Ah Da felt considerably relieved.
Seeing the young girl about to slump over, Qin Yu pulled her closer and touched her face, “Do you feel unwell?”
Ah Da grabbed his hand and pressed it to her face, leaning on his shoulder and opening her eyes to look at him, “No, not at all.”
She said after a while,
“I’m just a bit worried.”
Qin Yu asked her, “Worried about what?”
Ah Dai lowered her eyelashes, “If there’s nothing inside the Qingtong Lamp, will you be very disappointed?”
She had wanted to ask this question since last night but never did. A bronze lamp worth over fifty million—if it were useless, wouldn’t that be a waste?
“You should care more about yourself.” Qin Yu pinched her cheeks with his long fingers, his eyes lazily holding a certain charm.
Ah Dai suddenly had a burst of inspiration and abruptly lifted her head, her large eyes clear and bright, “Right, if the bronze lamp proves useless, I can display it in my museum to make money. Sooner or later, I’ll earn back the fifty million, and then it won’t be a loss.”
Thinking she could earn it back, Ah Dai’s sleepiness vanished instantly.
Qin Yu looked at her little miser expression, his lips curving up, his cool voice carrying an indescribable allure.
“That’s not a bad idea, but to earn back fifty million, may I ask what Boss Su will set the ticket price at?”
Ah Dai frowned, her pearly teeth biting her pink and moist lips, the numbers too complex for her to figure out.
“A hundred? A thousand? It seems neither would work.”
“Qin Yu, you help me figure it out.”
The young girl rested her chin on his chest, her upper body lying across him. Qin Yu tightened his grip on her waist, pulling away slightly; his nerves were somewhat tense—she was too soft, like boneless.
“Sit properly.”
Ah Dai hugged his arms, beginning to act spoilt, “No, you’re my boyfriend. If you don’t help me, I’ll get mad. It’s serious when a girlfriend gets mad.”
After saying that, she put on a cold face, feigning an angry expression, which unfortunately bore no deterrent power.
Qin Yu couldn’t help but laugh, a hint of melting frost deep within his dark eyes. His fingers gently caressed her cheek, tender and lingering, “Where did you learn these lines?”
“From television.” Ah Dai blinked her eyes and leaned forward to kiss his chin, “Qin Yu, help me.”
Threats didn’t work, so she switched to coaxing.
The young girl exuded a fresh, sweet fruity scent, fragrant and sweet. Her lips were pink and moist; her skin was snow-white, and her large eyes innocent and bright, sparkling like two precious stones.
Qin Yu wasn’t indifferent like Liuxia Hui. A normal man would have the usual reactions. He covered her eyes with his hand, as if erecting a barrier.
Ah Dai faintly sensed something amiss. In the next moment, the man’s towering figure pressed down, leaning against her forehead.
“Don’t you know? Ticket prices can only be market-driven; too expensive or too cheap both fail to make money and could even lead to bankruptcy.”
“Ah?” Ah Dai didn’t understand business; so ticket prices couldn’t be set arbitrarily.
Her pale pink lips slightly parted, capturing a heart-stirring shimmer. The second time she pressed close, Qin Yu didn’t intend to resist, pinning her chin and leaning down to taste.
It was surprisingly sweet, like a freshly peeled lychee, bursting with flavor at the slightest press. Qin Yu held her slender waist, lifting her onto his lap—this position saved more effort.
When it was over, Ah Dai’s lips were flushed, her tongue felt a slightly astringent pain, aware that she had been taken advantage of again.
Qin Yu ran his fingers over the corner of her eyes, speaking in a low voice, “Why are you crying after just one touch? Wasn’t it you who asked for my help?”
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“I’m not crying,” Ah Dai retorted, turning her face away to look out the car window, her cheeks puffing up with annoyance, “Put me down, I don’t want to sit on your lap.”
Qin Yu turned her back toward him, seeing her ears flushed red, he couldn’t suppress the desire in his heart to tease her, “Why?”
Why? Of course, because it was uncomfortable.
Ah Dai gritted her teeth, unable to hold back and bit his shoulder.
She had to let him know she wasn’t a pushover!
Indeed, a cornered rabbit will bite; Qin Yu indulged her small sharp teeth, and once she released her grip, he returned her to her seat.
