62: Chapter 62 Accidentally Entering the Imperial Family: The True Noble Male Supporting Character 23

On a night brushed by the evening breeze.

Qiao Chuxia curled her lips, feeling that it was quite a nice thing to roast Qiao Zhenghong at this very moment.

"Where are you?"

Surprisingly, Qiao Zhenghong did not yell or scream; his voice was filled with suppressed anger.

"What business is it of yours where I am?"

Qiao Chuxia's tone was flippant, the smile not reaching her eyes.

"Qiao Chuxia, your brother just came back and said he went to your school to look for you today. You haven't lived in the dormitory for a long time, have you?"

"Tell me the truth. Where exactly are you living now, and who is that man?"

Covering her mouth with a scoff, Qiao Chuxia mocked him unceremoniously:

"Qiao Zhenghong, even if there really were such a 'wild man,' if I told you his name, would you dare to listen? Are you even worthy of hearing it?"

"You…"

Qiao Zhenghong ultimately didn't say anything harsh; he remembered the fate of the Sun Family and the Ye Family.

"See? You are actually laughably weak. The reason the Qiao Family is still fine is simply because I want to make you all pay the price with my own hands."

Qiao Zhenghong was breathing heavily, but cold sweat had already broken out on his back.

"What exactly do you want? Are you really so cheap, so willing to degrade yourself?"

"Heh, repeating the same few lines over and over. I'm actually quite curious: what makes you think that I must be being kept by someone?"

Sometimes, people's ignorance is truly outrageous.

What Qiao Chuxia could never understand was why the Qiao Family was so certain.

It couldn't be that the wealthy social circle was just this chaotic, and they were judging others by their own standards, could it?

"You're still quibbling? The family stopped your cards long ago. Where is your money coming from? And where did you get the place to stay?"

"Is that all?"

Qiao Chuxia laughed.

"Fine, then I'll go whisper in someone's ear today and have the Qiao Family follow in the Ye Family's footsteps tomorrow."

"You… you rebellious daughter!!!"

"Ha, Qiao Zhenghong, so you can be afraid too."

Realizing that Qiao Chuxia was just scaring him, Qiao Zhenghong breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm not going to argue with you anymore. Where are you right now? Come home immediately. If you don't like the marriage proposal, we can change it, but you absolutely cannot be willful anymore."

Now that he knows to soften his tone, where was he before?

Qiao Chuxia looked at the night sky, and thinking of Qiao Zhenghong's stifled expression made her feel happy.

She couldn't help but curl her lips.

"Qiao Zhenghong, do you really want to know where I am?"

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing. I've sent you the location. I'm not afraid to tell you that I am currently at a hotel with my 'wild man.'"

"You…"

"Hello?"

"Hello?"

The WeChat call was hung up. Looking at the location she had sent, Qiao Chuxia could already imagine Qiao Zhenghong jumping up in a rage.

And that was exactly the case.

Qiao Zhenghong opened the location, and the glaringly obvious Tianhai Grand Hotel appeared on the screen.

Like a bolt from the blue, he froze on the spot.

"Tianhai Grand Hotel?"

He certainly knew what kind of place that was, and even more so what day it was today, but the Qiao Family would never have the qualifications for it in a lifetime.

He had long known that Qiao Chuxia's 'wild man' had great power, but he never expected it to be large enough to qualify to attend the Meng Family banquet.

This daughter had actually completely broken free from his control.

The Qiao Family members looked at Qiao Zhenghong's stunned expression and began to ask questions one after another.

Qiao Zhenghong, however, muttered a few times and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

On the other side, Qiao Chuxia hung up the phone, her mood completely restored.

So, having had enough of the night breeze, she prepared to return to the banquet hall.

Who would have thought that just as she turned around, she would freeze on the spot.

She didn't know when, but the man was already standing behind her, his eyes filled with a smile.

Who could it be if not Meng Zhu?

The air seemed to freeze in an instant.

The arrogance she had just displayed, like a balloon pricked by a needle, went "pop" and vanished without a trace.

"You… when did you get here?"

Meng Zhu walked over slowly.

"Hmm, not too long ago. Just came from the 'wild man's' place."

The sky had fallen.

Qiao Chuxia froze in place.

The blush that had just faded from her cheeks dyed her earlobes again at an even faster speed.

It was over; the person in question had heard everything.

This was practically an epic scene of social death.

Watching her go from shock to helplessness, the smile in Meng Zhu's eyes deepened.

"So, Miss Qiao, how do you intend to whisper in someone's ear?"

Compared to the coldness from before, the girl's face now was much more vivid and interesting.

The man walked to her side unhurriedly, carrying a faint woody fragrance.

Whether it was social death or something else, Qiao Chuxia felt her heart beating very fast.

"Um, that… I didn't mean it. I was just scaring him. I was totally just talking nonsense."

Her eyes darted away, and later she simply turned her back.

"So, you're saying there's no 'wild man'?"

"Hmm, no 'wild man,' but there is one 'good man.'"

Qiao Chuxia couldn't help but curl her lips up. Her voice was as small as a mosquito's hum, she didn't dare to lift her head, and her gaze was fixed tightly on the wine glass she was holding.

The man leaned against the railing side-by-side with her, his voice full of magnetism.

"Compared to the last time I saw you, you are much more composed and confident now."

"That's true. Who else but a good teacher would make that happen?"

Qiao Chuxia didn't turn back, her tone light.

Meng Zhu smiled.

"What made you think of coming to the terrace? Did they make you uncomfortable?"

"Not really…"

Qiao Chuxia came back to her senses.

"It's just that after I shook your hand, they probably imagined me as someone incredible."

When she said this, her mood quickly dipped. In fact, she had always known that the gap in their status was unimaginably large.

"Then what do you think they are thinking?"

Qiao Chuxia forced a smile.

"Maybe… they are wondering why I am so lucky?"

Meng Zhu shook his head gently.

"Then you are thinking of them too simply. A beggar won't be jealous of a millionaire, but he will be jealous of a beggar who is richer than him."

"So in your eyes, they are about the same as beggars?"

Qiao Chuxia couldn't help but smile; she had no idea how bold she was being.

But it was reasonable to be bold.

Just like a moment ago, a banquet guest was approaching the terrace entrance, clearly wanting to go out for some air.

But a waiter stopped the person directly.

The person wasn't annoyed either, and upon learning that the terrace was blocked off, they left directly.

They were even respectful to a waiter.

This was not much different from what Qiao Chuxia had said.

Hearing her say this, Meng Zhu looked at her profile and laughed out loud.

"In a sense, it's about the same. For example, I can easily change their destiny."

"Then you are truly amazing. No wonder they are so afraid of you."

"And you? Are you afraid of me?"

Qiao Chuxia turned back, met Meng Zhu's deep, smiling eyes, and said with a stiff neck:

"Why would I be afraid of you? They were just afraid of me too. Doesn't that mean we are on the same side?"

Meng Zhu was slightly taken aback. After pondering it carefully, there was actually nothing wrong with what she said.

He couldn't help but curl his lips.

"What you said is quite right. Anything else? Do you have any other thoughts?"

"I… what kind of thoughts could I have?"

Qiao Chuxia hurriedly averted her gaze, her whole face burning fiercely.

Even if she really had thoughts, surely she couldn't tell him to his face, could she?

"Hmm, I mean, didn't you notice anything else in the banquet hall?"