65: Chapter 65 An Encounter with Liu Qian

A woman ran out from inside in a panic.

Her clothes were disheveled, her hair was messy, and her face was filled with terror.

As she ran out and looked up, she happened to meet Wang Yang's gaze.

Liu Qian.

She froze.

Wang Yang froze as well.

Chen Xuemiao was holding Wang Yang's arm, leaning against him with a happy smile on her face.

Liu Qian's gaze fell upon Chen Xuemiao.

Seeing her holding Wang Yang, seeing the gold bracelet on her wrist, seeing that expression of happiness on her face.

Her mind exploded with a buzz.

She remembered how she had asked Chen Xuemiao to test Wang Yang.

She had asked Chen Xuemiao to ask Wang Yang if he was really rich.

And what was the result?

The result was that Chen Xuemiao had hooked up with Wang Yang!

Liu Qian's eyes instantly turned red.

"Chen Xuemiao!"

Her voice was sharp and piercing.

Chen Xuemiao looked at her and blinked.

"Yo, Liu Qian. Long time no see."

Liu Qian pointed at her, her finger trembling.

"You stinking bitch! I told you to test Wang Yang, and you fucking hooked up with him?!"

Chen Xuemiao laughed.

"Test? What was I supposed to test? You asked me to go ask Wang Yang if he had money, so I went. It turned out Wang Yang was so outstanding, so why couldn't I be with him?"

Liu Qian was shaking with rage.

"You, you still have the nerve to say that!"

Chen Xuemiao nodded.

"I sure do. What about it?"

She tightened her grip on Wang Yang's arm and leaned against him.

"Wang Yang treats me well, buys me clothes and jewelry, and dotes on me. What about you?"

She looked Liu Qian up and down.

"What do you look like now? Kneeling on the ground and acting like a dog for others?"

Liu Qian's face was deathly pale.

Just then, someone rushed out of the private room.

He grabbed Liu Qian's hair and yanked her inside violently.

Liu Qian let out a shrill scream as she was dragged inside.

It was Young Master Zhang.

Zhang Mingde.

He pulled on Liu Qian's hair, dragged her to the doorway, and looked up at Wang Yang.

His gaze swept over Wang Yang, then landed on Wen Yulan and Chen Xuemiao, a hint of lewdness flashing in his eyes.

He laughed.

"Wang Yang, let me give you some advice: stay out of this."

After saying that, he dragged Liu Qian into the private room.

Liu Qian struggled, crying and shouting.

"Wang Yang! Save me! Wang Yang!"

Her voice was shrill and desperate.

Wang Yang stood where he was, his expression indifferent.

Two more people rushed out of the private room; they were both young men in their twenties with lewd expressions on their faces.

They looked at Liu Qian and laughed obscenely.

"Young Master Zhang, this chick is not bad."

"Get in, get in. Don't make a scene out here."

The three of them dragged Liu Qian inside together.

The door of the private room slammed shut with a bang.

Heart-wrenching screams came from inside.

"No— let go of me— ah—"

The sounds were miserable and chilling to hear.

Wen Yulan's face turned pale.

Chen Xuemiao also put away her smile.

Both of them looked at Wang Yang.

Wang Yang stood there, his face completely devoid of expression.

Wen Yulan said in a low voice.

"Xiao Yang, she..."

Wang Yang glanced at her.

"She brought this on herself."

The three words were as cold as ice.

Wen Yulan opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but closed it again.

Chen Xuemiao didn't speak either.

The three of them stood there, listening to the screams coming from the private room.

One after another, heart-wrenching screams.

Wang Yang turned and walked towards the private room.

"Let's go, time to eat."

Wen Yulan and Chen Xuemiao exchanged a look and followed him.

Behind them, the screaming continued.

...

On the other side.

The private room was very quiet; the soundproofing was excellent, and not a sound from outside could be heard.

The three of them sat down.

The Waitress came in and handed them the menu.

Wang Yang ordered a table full of dishes, all of them expensive.

After the Waitress left, the private room quieted down.

Wen Yulan looked at Wang Yang, wanting to say something but hesitating.

The screams from outside were still echoing in her ears, and she felt a bit unsettled.

Wang Yang picked up his teacup, took a sip, his expression calm.

Wen Yulan asked Wang Yang.

"Xiao Yang, was that your ex-girlfriend earlier?"

Wang Yang nodded.

Chen Xuemiao leaned against him, her fingers tracing circles on his chest.

She blinked.

"Someone like her is worthy of being compared to Sister Wen?"

Wen Yulan blushed.

"Xuemiao..."

Chen Xuemiao laughed.

"I'm telling the truth. Sister Wen, you are just beautiful, with a great figure, great temperament, and great skin. You are better than her in every way. She treated Wang Yang like that back then, so what's happening to her now is deserved."

Wen Yulan felt embarrassed by her compliments and lowered her head.

Wang Yang reached out and pulled Wen Yulan closer to his side.

"Xuemiao is right."

Wen Yulan leaned on his shoulder, feeling warm inside.

Those messy matters were slowly being pushed to the back of her mind.

With him by her side, why think about those things?

The dishes were served quickly.

A table full of them, arranged neatly.

Braised pork belly, steamed sea bass, poached shrimp, roasted lamb chops, and matsutake mushroom soup.

There were also a few exquisite vegetable dishes, steaming hot, with the aroma drilling straight into their noses.

Chen Xuemiao's eyes lit up.

"Wow, so much!"

She picked up her chopsticks and picked up a piece of braised pork belly.

But instead of putting it in her own mouth, she held it out to Wang Yang's lips.

"Wang Yang, try this."

Wang Yang opened his mouth and took it.

The meat was stewed until soft and tender, melting in his mouth.

Chen Xuemiao tilted her head and looked at him.

"Is it good?"

Wang Yang nodded.

"It's good."

Chen Xuemiao laughed, then picked up a shrimp, peeled it, and handed it over.

"Try this too."

Wang Yang took it as well.

Wen Yulan watched from the side, a bit dazed.

Chen Xuemiao glanced at her and laughed.

"Sister Wen, don't just watch, you should feed Wang Yang too."

Wen Yulan blushed.

"I..."

Chen Xuemiao handed her the chopsticks.

"Come on, give it a try."

Wen Yulan took the chopsticks, hesitated for a moment, and picked up a piece of fish.

She carefully picked out the fish bones and then held it out to Wang Yang's lips.

"Xiao Yang, try this..."

Her voice was as small as a mosquito's hum.

Wang Yang opened his mouth to take it, looking at her.

Wen Yulan's face turned even redder under his gaze, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

Wang Yang laughed.

He reached out and placed his hand on Wen Yulan's leg.

Through her pants, a warm sensation was transmitted.

Wen Yulan shivered all over.

"Xiao Yang..."

Wang Yang didn't speak, just rubbed gently.

His other hand wasn't idle either, resting on Chen Xuemiao's leg.

Chen Xuemiao was quite natural about it and even leaned closer to him.

"Wang Yang, with your hands placed there, do you want to eat dinner or do you want to eat something else?"

Wang Yang laughed.

"I want both."

Chen Xuemiao blinked.

"Then are you going to eat dinner first, or eat us first?"

Wang Yang looked at her sparkling eyes, then at Wen Yulan next to him, whose face was as red as an apple.

"Eat dinner first. After dinner, I'll eat you both."

Chen Xuemiao laughed and picked up a lamb chop to hand to him.

"Then Wang Yang, eat more. You'll need the energy once you're full."

Wen Yulan listened from the side, her face turning even redder.

But she wasn't idle either; she picked up another chopstick of food and handed it to him.

"Xiao Yang, this is also good."

Wang Yang opened his mouth to take it, while his hand gently squeezed her leg.

Wen Yulan shivered, almost dropping the chopsticks in her hand.

Chen Xuemiao couldn't help but laugh.

"Sister Wen, why are you so nervous? Wang Yang won't eat you."

Wen Yulan muttered softly.

"You, you stop talking..."