YM778.TV Chapter 628: Coaxing Qjngqing (1)
Chapter 628: Coaxing Qjngqing (1)
The assistant sprite shivered under her gaze, recalling the shock he received when he contacted this god over the phone, and his legs turned to jelly, “NINE, NINE the God?”
“Tell me,” Si Fuqing paused, smiling slightly, “Who is Jiu the God?”
“Ah?” the assistant sprite hesitated, then looked towards Yu Xiheng, stuttering, “NINE the God, isn’t it you who had an appointment with Jiu the God here tonight?”
Si Fuqing took a slow breath.
Yes, she had made an appointment with Jiu the God alone.
Thus, the one who appeared here could only be Jiu the God.
It was just that she had had a dream just now. Although she had awakened from it, she hadn’t fully detached herself from the dream’s haze, her thoughts unclear, not considering this aspect.
Jiu the God.
Yu Xiheng, the ninth son of the Yu family, ranked ninth.
Si Fuqing’s fists tightened gradually.
The assistant sprite, caught between Yu Xiheng and Si Fuqing, acutely sensed the tension between the two.
He set down the cocktails and asked carefully, “Do the two gods have any other instructions?”
Finally, Yu Xiheng spoke, his voice neither high nor low, but his words carried weight, “Leave.”
The assistant sprite scurried away, feeling aggrieved yet tender, and thoughtfully closed the door behind him.
He was certain the room setup would satisfy both gods immensely.
He was already imagining a salary increase.
Little did assistant sprite know, just beyond the door, the atmosphere was entirely different from what he imagined.
It was quiet, but.
The silence was broken by Si Fuqing, staring at Yu Xiheng, “An important person?”
He was unfazed, “Personal bodyguard, extremely important.”
Si Fuqing glanced at the clothes she had picked for Yu Xiheng.
A navy blue suit with a tie, the cufflinks were dark gold, and she had even bought an extra watch.
Then she looked at her own attire.
T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers.
Her fists clenched tighter.
Si Fuqing didn’t hold back, and with a “bang,” she landed a punch.
Yu Xiheng quickly admitted his fault, “It’s my mistake.” Si Fuqing gritted her teeth, “What mistake?”
Yu Xiheng paused, “I shouldn’t have killed you then.”
He hadn’t expected that the famous NINE from the Oracle would be her.
There were many girls who played Oracle, including those who played male characters.
But among the top-ranked players, there were very few females.
Moreover, she didn’t play games often, so he never connected her with NINE.
But the concept of reincarnation explained the unexplainable.
Si Fuqing nodded coldly, “What else?”
“I shouldn’t have tricked you into shopping for clothes with me yesterday,” Yu Xiheng said, smiling back at her, “But I think this looks good. You have an exquisite taste that I cannot match.”
He admitted his fault so quickly and even flattered her.
Si Fuqing found it difficult to continue her interrogation.
Her fox-like eyes narrowed slightly, “You recognized my voice during that team dungeon, didn’t you? Who is Xingchen?”
Yu Xiheng answered, “Shen Xingyun.”
Si Fuqing pressed, “You didn’t let him speak.”
Because with her hearing, she would have recognized Shen Xingyun’s voice as soon as he spoke.
Yu Xiheng sighed, “Yes.”
Si Fuqing threw another punch, her hands bracing on Yu Xiheng’s shoulders, her body pressing close, “I’m angry.”
“I know,” Yu Xiheng let her press down on him, “I’m apologizing.”
“Apologies won’t do,” Si Fuqing continued her accusation, “You’ve gone too far, deceiving my feelings!”
Especially since yesterday, she had been so eager to help him choose clothes.
Hearing her last statement, Yu Xiheng’s eyebrows lifted, “That’s not entirely incorrect. ”
Si Fuqing felt she needed to reassess her distinguished boss, “You dare say that, you sneak attacker! So, you are such a person!”
Yu Xiheng no longer defended himself, patiently listening to her complaints.
“You can walk home by yourself,” Si Fuqing finished her accusations fiercely, “I’m staying here tonight. Don’t let me see you.”
Yu Xiheng stood up straight, “Shall I come to pick you up tomorrow morning?” “No need,” Si Fuqing turned her back on him, emphasizing again, “I’m angry, now leave.”
“If there’s anything, contact me on my phone, I’m always available,” Yu Xiheng said, pouring out the two glasses of alcohol before finally exiting and closing the door behind him.
He lowered his gaze.
Such is the temperament ofa young girl..