Chapter 29: The Cannon Fodder in a Dogblood Novel (29)
Qin Yizhou pinched the cigarette box with his fingers, pulled out a cigarette, and pressed it against his lips.
The lighter clicked, and the flame reflected the turbulence in his eyes.
He took a deep drag. The kick of nicotine suppressed the uncontrollable heat in his heart, allowing him to barely stabilize his expression.
“Sir, what kind of cigarette is this? It’s quite good.”
Shen Tangqing looked at Qin Yizhou, his eyes full of curiosity about the cigarette.
Sir? Pretending not to know me?
Heh~
His thin lips hooked into a very faint arc, carrying a hint of mockery.
After a second of silence, he spat out a word in a cold voice, “Encounter.”
“Encounter? Such a strange cigarette name, I’ve never heard of it.”
“This is a private custom order; it’s not sold on the market.”
Qin Yizhou’s voice had no fluctuation. The cigarette in his fingertips burned halfway, ash falling rustlingly to the ground.
“Oh, is that so… then it must be a bit expensive, right?” Shen Tangqing smiled awkwardly. If he had known it was a private custom order, he wouldn’t have asked for one. It must be expensive.
“It’s alright.” Qin Yizhou responded faintly, saying no more.
The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.
After Shen Tangqing finished the cigarette, he threw the butt into the ashtray on the table. His gaze fell on Qin Yizhou, carrying a few degrees of politeness.
“Sir, thanks for your cigarette. I’ll get going first.”
Qin Yizhou was stunned for a moment.
Leaving just like that?
Playing hard to get?
Just as Shen Tangqing was about to walk into the house, Qin Yizhou couldn’t help but call out to him, “Wait…”
Shen Tangqing turned his head. “What is it, sir?”
“Aren’t you going to add my contact info?” Qin Yizhou looked at Shen Tangqing with burning eyes, as if trying to stare through him.
Shen Tangqing was stunned. He just asked him for a cigarette; why add his contact info?
But since the man asked, Shen Tangqing couldn’t reject him openly. “Sorry, I didn’t bring my phone…”
Qin Yizhou was silent for a moment.
He sighed in his heart: What a brilliant method.
He had offered a ladder, but not only did the other party not climb down, he even left him hanging. This was clearly deliberately hooking him.
His eyes turned a few degrees colder.
This was absolutely a “Pig Butchering Scam” (romance scam) targeted at him!!!
“En, fate will let us meet again.”
Qin Yizhou nodded slightly at Shen Tangqing, his tone revealing no emotion.
Since he was sent to seduce him, there would be plenty of opportunities to meet.
Qin Yizhou wanted to see what tricks this person could play next.
Shen Tangqing smiled politely at Qin Yizhou. “Goodbye, sir.”
When Jiang Qingyan returned to the lounge, Shen Tangqing had fallen asleep nestled in the sofa.
His head rested on the armrest, the wig covering a small half of his face.
Jiang Qingyan’s gaze fell on Shen Tangqing’s flushed face—
Probably because the heating was too high, even the tip of his nose was pink. His lips were pursed slightly, looking unexpectedly well-behaved.
Jiang Qingyan’s fingertips hanging by his side moved almost imperceptibly, knuckles curling slightly…
He stood there watching for a long while.
Only then did he slowly step forward.
Looking down at Shen Tangqing from above, from his brows inch by inch downwards.
Until—
Jiang Qingyan suddenly withdrew his eyes.
He bent down wanting to pat Shen Tangqing awake, but the hand raised in mid-air was eventually retracted.
“Shen Tangqing…”
Shen Tangqing slept dazedly. His eyelashes trembled, and he was still a bit confused when he opened his eyes.
After seeing Jiang Qingyan’s cold expression clearly, he sat up a beat slow, his trailing voice still clinging to undissipated sleepiness.
“Done talking?”
“En,” Jiang Qingyan responded. His gaze inadvertently swept over Shen Tangqing’s exposed legs, the white skin particularly conspicuous under the light.
His tone returned to its usual cold hardness, deliberately ignoring the strangeness in his heart.
“Let’s go, going home.”
Shen Tangqing wasn’t fully awake yet. He yawned, a bit of physiological tears seeping from the corners of his eyes.
When standing up, he forgot he was wearing a dress. His movement was too large, tripping over his feet. His body instantly lost balance and fell forward.
Fortunately, Jiang Qingyan had quick eyes and hands, reaching out to support his waist…
The warm and soft touch wrapped in a faint fruity scent scratched lightly on Jiang Qingyan’s heart like a feather.
His eyelids twitched violently.
As if burned, he subconsciously pushed Shen Tangqing away.
Shen Tangqing sat back onto the sofa with a plop.
Fortunately, the sofa was behind him, otherwise he would have fallen flat on his face.
But with this, Shen Tangqing was thoroughly awake.
He couldn’t help frowning, silently complaining about Jiang Qingyan in his heart.
Am I the plague? So afraid of me touching him, yet he hugged my waist while dancing? Pah!
Jiang Qingyan came back to his senses. A trace of worry flashed in his eyes looking at Shen Tangqing, but the concern on his lips was silently swallowed back.
Shen Tangqing is Shen Huayan’s son; I should hate him!
Silent for a moment, Jiang Qingyan spat out a cold sentence, “Let’s go.” Then he turned and walked out the door.
However, his steps were ultimately a bit slower than usual.
Shen Tangqing muttered “Holy crap,” stood up lifting his skirt, and ran out. “Hey… wait for me…”
The next day.
Jiang Qingyan really had the servants move Shen Tangqing’s things to the master bedroom on the second floor.
Shen Tangqing was happy to oblige. Being able to live in a big room, he naturally didn’t want to stay in a small room.
However, he planned to move out as soon as Jiang Qingyan transferred the house at Liuli Waterfront to him. He actually wasn’t very willing to come back to the Jiang house.
After all, he didn’t want to live a life under someone else’s roof, watching their moods.
When he received Ran Tao’s call, Shen Tangqing was lying comfortably on the big bed scrolling through videos.
The Ran family barely counted as the tail end of the circle. Ran Tao was a good-for-nothing second-generation rich kid who always had a sense of superiority in front of Shen Tangqing. He loved to tease and order Shen Tangqing around.
And to integrate into their circle, Shen Tangqing acted as Ran Tao’s lackey, which could be considered enduring humiliation.
Therefore, Ran Tao would occasionally take Shen Tangqing to “play.”
Although he didn’t know what this idiot was calling him for in the middle of the night, Shen Tangqing still picked up.
“Brother Tao, is something up this late?”
“I’m at Zunyan, come over!”
The tone was still the usual bossy superiority, too lazy to even say an extra sentence to Shen Tangqing, like calling a puppy.
Shen Tangqing: …
He “cordially” greeted Ran Tao in his heart.
Really thinks he’s somebody?
But complaining aside, Shen Tangqing verbally agreed to his request. Just in time to test drive the new sports car.
“Okay Brother Tao, I’m coming right away.”
As soon as the voice fell, the other side hung up.
Shen Tangqing: …
Reluctantly crawling out of the covers, Shen Tangqing walked around the closet.
He casually put on a wine-red silk shirt paired with black suit trousers and went out.
The noise of the car engine starting was particularly abrupt in the quiet night.
Jiang Qingyan had just come out of the bathroom, his body still carrying dampness.
Hearing the sound, he walked to the balcony and looked down.
He only saw the taillights of Shen Tangqing’s car disappearing into the night…
His arms crossed over his chest, a tall shadow cast on the stone pillar beside him like a large net, revealing a bit of oppressiveness.
He stood there watching for a good while before slowly withdrawing his gaze.
Walking back into the room, he picked up his phone and glanced at the chat messages in the group.
The next second, he threw the phone back onto the sofa.
His originally sharp brows became even colder, and the air pressure around him was terrifyingly low.
On the other side, Ran Tao hung up the phone, and someone beside him started jeering.
“How about it, is Shen Tangqing coming or not?”
Ran Tao leaned back on the sofa, legs crossed high, holding a glass of whiskey, hooking his lips proudly.
“Is he coming, you ask?”
“Isn’t that nonsense?” A boy with dyed yellow hair beside him laughed, his tone full of disdain.
“Shen Tangqing is just like Ran Shao’s dog, on call anytime…”
Others echoed along, endless words of flattery.
“…”
Ran Tao listened with blooming joy, his sense of superiority bursting. He just loved this feeling of being fawned over.
Zunyan was one of the top entertainment venues in Jing City, located in the most prosperous area of the city center.
Feasting and revelry, extreme luxury, a gold-squandering cave of paper chaos and gold intoxication.
Extravagance, wild play, and no bottom line were its labels.
It adopted a strict membership system, with extremely high privacy, becoming a place for many second-generation rich kids and wealthy people to seek pleasure.
When Shen Tangqing arrived, it was already forty minutes later.
After throwing the keys to the valet, Shen Tangqing entered Zunyan.
…
After registering the private room information and the last digits of the card opening phone number Ran Tao gave at the front desk, Shen Tangqing followed a pretty waitress to the elevator entrance.
After the elevator opened, a dedicated elevator operator helped swipe the card.
The private room Ran Tao booked was on the sixth floor.
Arriving at the door of the private room, Shen Tangqing rubbed his face, which couldn’t smile at all, and knocked on the door.
Don’t ask him why he couldn’t smile.
Anyone summoned by a phone call in the middle of the night and forced to put on a fake smile wouldn’t be in a good mood!
Waiting for a few seconds, there was no reaction inside the private room.
Shen Tangqing frowned, reached out, and twisted the door handle, but it seemed locked from the inside and didn’t open.
His face sank.
Ran Tao was playing him again!
Deliberately not opening the door to let him stand at the door and humiliate him?
Shen Tangqing was silent for a moment, then picked up his phone to call Ran Tao, but no one answered even after the ringtone finished.
Shen Tangqing: …
“What’s wrong?” A cold voice came from behind.
Shen Tangqing turned around upon hearing the sound and actually saw an unexpected person.
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