Chapter 202: As expected of the person who touched my thigh
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Hearing Qiao Jiusheng’s words, Wei Xin took a sip of wine. She was not surprised.
“Yes, you’re a beauty. You’re soaking in Young Master Fang’s stunning looks every day. It’s not surprising that you would rebel.” Wei Xin really did not find it strange. She had already guessed that this day would come; she just didn’t expect it to come so soon.
“I don’t care who you’re dating as long as you’re happy.” Wei Xin touched Qiao Jiusheng’s thigh and seriously said, “I just want to see you happy. I don’t care who is the person who gives you happiness.”
Qiao Jiusheng shrugged. “You’re so mushy.. Stop touching my leg!” She slapped Wei Xin’s hand away and used the skirt to cover her thigh to show her determination. “My leg belongs to my Yusheng. How can a lecher like you touch it?”
Wei Xin rolled her eyes.
“Who needs it?” She had touched more thighs than Qiao Jiusheng had seen.
In the past, Wei Xin had also lived a carefree and unrestrained life.
When comparing playfulness, even ten Qiao Jiusheng could not beat her.
She was carefree.
If she were a man, she would have ruined young ladies.
However, she was a woman, so she might not be seen as pure.
The two of them happily mocked each other. At this moment, Wei Xin suddenly patted Qiao Jiusheng’s arm and mysteriously said, “Look, the show is starting!”
Qiao Jiusheng followed her gaze.
She saw two women standing in the direction of the Wu family’s main staircase. One of them had worn a loose long dress that covered her pregnancy. This woman had worn flat shoes, and her long hair gently rested on her shoulders. It was Qiao Jiuyin. She was talking to an unfamiliar young woman.
The other young woman had worn a black deep V-necked dress. Her black hair was especially styled into a fresh style, and a gemstone necklace graced her neck. This woman was beautiful and dazzling.
The two of them seemed to be conversing while hypocritically smiling. A knife was hidden behind each of their smiles similar to a needle hidden in cotton.
“I’ve seen this person before.” Qiao Jiusheng looked at the woman in the black dress.
“I saw her at the Fang Corporation’s Yuanxiao banquet.” Qiao Jiusheng narrowed her eyes and continued, “I keep feeling that she looks a little like me.”
Wei Xin snapped her fingers. “You have good eyesight.”
Without waiting for Qiao Jiusheng to question her, Wei Xin took the initiative to admit to the truth. “How is it? The person I found might not be 80% like you, but it’s at least 60%, right?”
Qiao Jiusheng looked at her in shock.
“The person you found?” She was confused. “What are you planning to do?”
Wei Xin sneered and snorted. “Qiao Jiuyin has let you down. I’ll embarrass her for you.”
Qiao Jiusheng stopped talking.
She had heard from Fang Yusheng a few days ago that Fang Mu had a mistress outside. His problem had even escalated to the extent that everyone in the company knew about it.
It now seemed Wei Xin had a part to play in this.
Qiao Jiusheng’s heart warmed. She patted Wei Xin’s shoulder and magnanimously said, “You’re indeed someone who deserves to touch my thigh. How loyal.”
Hu Yao’s and Qiao Jiuyin’s voices were getting louder and louder.
“How dare you come here?”
The woman in front of Qiao Jiuyin was dressed coquettishly and sexily; she was the target of many men’s secret glances. Qiao Jiuyin looked at Hu Yao with contempt and said, “How are you qualified to enter such an occasion with your status?”
Qiao Jiuyin swept her gaze across the banquet hall, and she suddenly let out an ambiguous and disdainful smile. “Did you sneak in with another man?”
Hu Yao blinked her slender fox-like eyes, her expression arrogant. “Madam Fang, don’t slander me.” She took out an invitation from her bag. “I can come in naturally because of the invitation.”
Hu Yao was Wei Xin’s person, so it was easy for Wei Xin to get an invitation for her.
Qiao Jiuyin stared at the invitation in Hu Yao’s hand with surprise.
“I didn’t expect you to be so scheming.” She even managed to fool her way into getting an invitation.