The left bank is profound, the right bank is clear

Chapter 50 The Noble Ball (6)

Wen Qiyang looked at her quietly, his ethereal eyes were like dreamy bubbles, drifting away.She is clearly close at hand, but it seems to be far away in the sky; obviously he can hold her in his arms, but he is stopped by the eyes that make his heart tremble.To him, she was so lukewarm, neither respectful nor fearful, neither happy nor sad.Apart from her family and Zhao Yang, nothing could arouse her emotions.

"Haha—ha!" Wen Qiyang burst out laughing suddenly, the sad laughter echoed throughout the villa, spread to every corner, and shattered the ground.

Suddenly, he hooked his lips into a cold smile, and pulled Cai Ling who was pouting beside him with his backhand, clasped her fair jade neck tightly, and kissed her lips fiercely.

Cai Ling was stunned, her charming peach eyes were already round and round, and there seemed to be mist in her beautiful eyes.Yes, she was in pain, her lips were pressed hard, and she seemed to be carrying some unknown anger, she could almost feel that her lips were red and swollen.Even so, she still had to work hard to cooperate with this domineering man's kiss.

After a long time, Wen Qiyang let go of the woman in his arms, and while wiping the stained lipstick on his lips, he said indifferently: "Qu Qingge, what do you think you can do? You are nothing in my heart!"

Qu Qingge smiled, her cold and beautiful eyes shining brightly: "I'm honored, I'm nothing in your heart." After she finished speaking, she turned around.

The golden light shines on her back, stubborn and strong.

"You stop—!"

After walking a few steps, a thin female voice came from behind Qu Qingge, and then the sharp voice became soft and gentle again: "Yang, this woman is really arrogant and unreasonable, she actually slapped me just now, look , My face is still red now." Cai Ling held Wen Qiyang's wrist, stroking her side face that was a little red and swollen from falling to the ground with one hand, and said aggrievedly.

Qu Qingge stopped in her tracks, turned around and stared at Cai Ling's profile with her head tilted, and then walked slowly to her side.

She smiled charmingly, with evil eyes in her eyes: "Miss Cai Ling, did I hit you?"

Cai Ling looked at her, her eyes flickered, and she held Wen Qiyang's hand firmly again. She straightened her back and said calmly: "There are so many people here, do you dare to admit it?"

Most of the people present were Yuhao's entertainers, or his good friends with his father. No one would help a shabby outsider to refute what he said.

Qu Qingge lowered her head, as if acquiescing to something, but also as if she was thinking about something. There was no emotion in her plain expression. For a moment, she raised her eyes.

"Snapped--"

The crisp sound resounds all around

with cruelty
the air seems to be frozen

Everyone looked at her in surprise.

Qu Qingge clapped his hands, pinched Cai Ling's slender chin, looked at the five slender red fingerprints on the other side of her face, and smiled with satisfaction: "This is what should be left after being slapped. Palm print." She paused, her smile gradually faded, replaced by coldness: "Miss Cai Ling, you said that I hit you, you must be worthy of the name, otherwise how can I be worthy of you?"

Cai Ling was completely stunned, and stood there dumbly, covering her red and swollen face with her hands.The slender eyes were full of hatred and turned red, and even the tears overflowing in the eye sockets seemed to be dyed blood.At this time, her hatred surged out like a torrential river, about to burst every cell in her body, but she couldn't do anything, she could only pretend to be a weak woman, and stick to Wen Qiyang's wronged side.

"You—you!" Cai Ling covered her red and swollen face, sobbing, crystal clear tears kept falling like strings of pearls, she was snuggling up beside Wen Qiyang, obviously looking like a wronged little daughter-in-law.

(End of this chapter)