Chapter 682 - You Call This Connecting?
You Call This Connecting?
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
However, his joy did not last long on Xian Yu’s side. He was quickly attracted to something else.
“But I have something else to ask you.” Xian Yu took the initiative to start a new
topic.
He blinked, as if hinting. “A few days ago, I went to Fourth Brother’s shop to get some clothes. I saw a girl there a few times called Shen Xi. She even said that she knows you. Do you think something happened?”
“Shen Xi…” Murong Qiao reacted for a while before understanding what her
Fifth Brother was talking about.
She didn’t expect Shen Xi to frequent Fourth Brother Yan Xiu’s shop so often and didn’t know much about the two of them. Therefore, under Xian Yu’s expectant gaze, she shook her head honestly.
If she really wanted to ask about this, she had to ask Ruan Ying.
Xian Yu sighed regretfully. “I thought you knew.”
He usually didn’t gossip, but the main character this time seemed to be Fourth Brother Yan Xiu, so Xian Yu couldn’t help but ask.
Among the brothers of the Murong Family, Yan Xiu was the most like a piece of wood. Xian Yu even felt that even if the others all started a family, it was unlikely that this iron tree would bloom.
But now, the other party had someone chasing after him.
That was a good thing.
Xian Yu stroked his chin. “I quite hope that girl can make the iron tree bloom.”
“You’re still worried about this?” Murong Qiao laughed at him. “Let’s eat.”
After that, they chatted. The two of them had not seen each other for a long time and ate happily.
However, towards the end of the meal, Xian Yu’s phone rang, disturbing the comfortable atmosphere.
It was unknown what was said on the other end of the phone, but Xian Yu gradually frowned.
“I’m sorry, Qiaoqiao. I might need to go back to my manager.” Xian Yu stood up apologetically.
Murong Qiao nodded in understanding. “It’s fine. I’m almost done eating too.
I’ll just call Ah Chen to pick me up. Big Brother, don’t worry.”
It seemed to be something very urgent, so much so that Xian Yu left in a hurry
without even saying goodbye.
Seeing this, Murong Qiao also sent a message to Huo Yichen and stood up to
walk out.
In the time it took to eat, it was already late at night.
There were very few people left in the restaurant now. At this time, even the number of waiters in the corridor was visibly reduced.
Murong Qiao walked out of the door and declined the waiter’s lead. Just as she was about to walk out, she saw a waiter pushing a food cart into the nearest private room in front of her.
She didn’t notice it at first, but strangely, there was no food on the dining cart. Instead, it was filled with a few bottles of wine. There were so many that Murong Qiao couldn’t help but take a few more glances when she passed by.
It was these few more glances that made Murong Qiao catch a glimpse of a familiar face the moment the waiter pushed the door open and entered.
Chi Hanjing?
Seeing the woman inside whose face was so red that she was completely abnormal and already needed to lean against the person beside her, Murong Qiao frowned and stopped.
At this moment, Chi Hanjing couldn’t be said to be sober.
Murong Qiao frowned and took a few steps closer. After holding the door and confirming that she had really not seen wrongly, she walked in.
The moment she entered, the smell of alcohol almost filled her face. The rich fragrance was no longer intoxicating, but to the point of making one frown and cover their nose.
“Madam, this is a private room. You can’t—”
When the waiter heard the footsteps behind him, he immediately stopped.
However, he couldn’t withstand Murong Qiao’s insistence on entering, so she barged in.
Looking closer, Murong Qiao almost couldn’t breathe.
Chi Hanjing was not just drunk. Looking at the empty bottles beside her and the two men who could be said to be clear-headed, what did Murong Qiao not understand?
“Who let you in!”
“Don’t you know that this is a private room?!”
Two scoldings sounded almost at the same time, the moment Murong Qiao barged in.
The final deed was about to be done and they were about to take her away. Now that someone else suddenly barged in, be it Boss Qian or Han Zheng, they were furious.
However, when they saw who it was, their anger instantly dissipated.
Not to mention Han Zheng, the director who worked with CG, even Boss Qian
Hua, the investor, recognized Murong Qiao’s face.
“Young Miss Murong… I didn’t expect to meet you here.” Qian Hua stood up and smiled apologetically.
After seeing Murong Qiao’s face clearly, Qian Hua stood up from his chair.
Other than his face looking a little red, he no longer looked drunk and
lecherous.
Han Zheng didn’t expect it either, and it was even seen by Murong Qiao.
Therefore, other than smiling, he really didn’t know how to speak.
Murong Qiao didn’t care about that. She barged in and ignored the attendant’s obstruction. The first thing she did was reach out to pull Chi Hanjing back.
Chi Hanjing was already drunk and her body was swaying.
Murong Qiao reached out to pull her back, but Han Zheng and Qian Hua didn’t dare to stop her. They could only stand on the spot and watch as the “duck they were about to obtain was snatched away.
“Chi Hanjing?” Murong Qiao successfully pulled her in front of her and shouted.
She looked worriedly at the other party’s obvious drunken state and frowned. She held Chi Hanjing’s shoulder to prevent her from losing her balance and falling.
Chi Hanjing didn’t reply and only nodded randomly, looking like she still had a little consciousness.
Seeing that she didn’t look like she had been drugged, Murong Qiao heaved a sigh of relief after making a judgment. Then, she pulled Chi Hanjing behind her and turned her gaze to Han Zheng and Qian Hua, who were standing in front of her.
“Coincidentally, seeing my artistes suffer, as the boss, I naturally have to stand up and support them.” Murong Qiao’s face was cold.
Han Zheng stood up to smooth things over. “We’re just the production team and investors connecting with each other over a meal…
He laughed and winked at Qian Hua, his meaning self-evident.
There were many such things in the entertainment industry. If they really had to manage everything, it would be a little ridiculous.
Seeing how Murong Qiao was protecting Chi Hanjing, Han Zheng decided to turn the big matter into a small one.
“Can connecting over a meal involve touching the thighs?” Murong Qiao didn’t fall for his trick and interrupted Han Zheng.
“We can drink with our arms around our waists, but we can’t talk about serious matters with smiles.”
“To be able to talk and laugh with an unfamiliar actress.
“You call this connecting?”
She sneered and draped her suit jacket over Chi Hanjing’s bare shoulders, wrapping her tightly.
On the other hand, although she was only wearing a white shirt inside. Her aura didn’t decrease. Even the words she said one-on-two seemed to suppress Han Zheng and Qian Hua.
“You said it was a gathering, but why is there only one artiste?
Murong Qiao exposed Han Zheng’s words without hesitation. “The door is even closed. Two men are holding a little girl and forcing her to drink-”
She sized up the investor beside her and spoke sarcastically.
“Do you need me to expose your disgusting thoughts?
Her words were filled with thorns. One or two sentences were enough to hit a sore spot.
No one wanted their face to be thrown to the ground and stepped on ruthlessly. Qian Hua, who originally planned to pass it by silently, felt a little embarrassed.
He wanted to flare up, but he took into account his identity and background and knew that he couldn’t afford to offend Murong Qiao. He swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth and changed his tone.
“Young Miss Murong, what are you talking about?” A smile appeared on Qian Hua’s face. “I like to interact with actors. Just now… what happened just now was purely a misunderstanding.”
“Once people get drunk, it’s inevitable that we won’t be able to withstand the alcohol.” He pushed the reason for his touch to the alcohol.
Seeing him like this, Murong Qiao felt even more annoyed and smiled in disdain.. “If it’s really as you say, then why didn’t you talk to the director about your feelings and interact with him after drinking?”