Chapter 460: One word: Professionalism

"Why... why are you holding me..."

Wei Rusi was suddenly pulled into Zheng Qian's embrace, her cheeks flushing crimson, feeling exceptionally restless. She squirmed awkwardly, trying to break free from his restraint. However, she didn't expect that this would only provoke Zheng Qian further.

Zheng Qian swore that he had originally just intended to check on Wei Rusi.

But she was already wearing so little, and with her squirming like that...

"Why is your forehead so hot? Are you not feeling well?"

"I'm not! It's just too hot outside!"

"??? The temperature in the car is so low, and you're telling me it's hot???"

"Oh, whatever, I don't have a cold or a fever..."

Following the direction of Wei Rusi's flickering gaze, he finally understood what was going on. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help but want to tease her.

With his right arm wrapped around her waist and his left hand pinching her chin, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Hmph, actually, you should have sensed it too. I was in a bad mood while on the plane. You know why, right?"

Wei Rusi didn't dare look into Zheng Qian's eyes.

Even she didn't know what was going on. She was clearly only interested in girls, so why was her heart beating so fast? Moreover, Zheng Qian's hand felt very strange, as if there were electric currents running through it. The places he touched felt tingly, which only made her body go even more limp.

"Is it because of Ran..."

"Don't mention her to me. I'm not interested in her right now." Zheng Qian pinched her chin and pulled her close to his face, saying fiercely, "But I'm in a very bad mood right now, and I'm quite worked up. What do you think I should do?"

"This..."

Wei Rusi's heart was pounding wildly. Suddenly, a bright idea struck her, and she whispered, "How about... I buy you one of those novelty toys? It's just that the dimensions of the toys here... hmm... they should be tailored to the people here. I'm just not sure if it would be a bit... But it probably won't be..."

As she spoke, she cast a meaningful glance at Zheng Qian's shorts.

Looking at Wei Rusi's earnest expression, Zheng Qian was almost unable to handle it. He had originally intended to tease Wei Rusi, but he hadn't expected her to be so bold. But come to think of it, having grown up in the Western world, she naturally wasn't as inhibited about these things, let alone the fact that she had dated female partners before.

"Oh? Since you dare to question my [weapon], then I have no choice but to show you."

Zheng Qian said fiercely, and immediately grabbed at his belt.

Wei Rusi's heart beat even faster. She had just been joking, but she hadn't expected Zheng Qian to be so serious? Was he really going to show off his weapon here? Should she look or not? She had never seen one in real life, and she was still quite curious. But if she looked, would that be unfair to Jin Lu?

Just as Wei Rusi was struggling with an internal battle, the driver knocked on the partition:

"Apologies for interrupting the two of you, but we will soon arrive at His Highness's mansion. May I ask if you are busy? How much longer do you need? I can wait outside the car, if you need to provide any pre..."

"No! No need! We didn't do anything!"

Wei Rusi hurriedly patted the car body and finally heaved a sigh of relief. Zheng Qian shrugged.

He leaned close to her ear and said, "No rush. We'll be in Oman for a while anyway. You won't escape my clutches. You'd better behave yourself for these next two days and not keep testing my bottom line like before."

Following Zheng Qian out of the car, Wei Rusi's cheeks were still flushed a deep red.

In truth, he really had just wanted to tease her; he didn't actually want anything to happen. At the very least, he wouldn't force anyone. Relationships had always happened quite naturally for him. After all, he wasn't a pervert, and forcing someone... that was just too classless. But he found that occasionally flirting with Wei Rusi was actually quite interesting. She was different from other girls; she could always reject him at the crucial moment. Actually, Zheng Qian was also quite curious about how many more times she could reject him.

The Second Prince Rahman's mansion was truly magnificent, the epitome of luxury, and it could be summed up in one word: opulent.

He had almost forgotten that this was also a country that sold oil and natural gas. These were high-profit, hard currencies, and the wealth of the Oman royal family was among the best in the world.

But Zheng Qian understood one truth better: only the Sultan, the head of state, was truly wealthy. Even Rahman and Rahad couldn't compare; after all, they didn't yet have the qualifications to control the country's economic lifeline.

After winding and turning all the way, they finally stopped in front of a huge door.

"This is..."

Facing Zheng Qian's questioning gaze, the driver bowed slightly and said:

"Inside, there will be attendants to assist the two of you with changing and bathing. According to the rules of our Prince Rahman, we generally must first wash away the dust for our most distinguished guests. Afterward, I will take you both to the banquet hall for dinner."

"This was prepared especially for you by the Prince."

Zheng Qian was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected bathing culture to be so prevalent here. But since this was a privilege reserved for distinguished guests, Zheng Qian had no reason to refuse. Moreover, the climate here was relatively dry, and he was actually feeling a bit uncomfortable. A quick soak would probably be quite comfortable.

"Then I'll trouble you."

Zheng Qian nodded slightly and pushed the door open to walk inside. But as soon as he entered, he couldn't move his feet.

Because what greeted them were two rows of beauties with perfect figures. They were dressed with distinct Persian flair, looking like belly dancing instructors, wearing translucent, high-slit capri pants, with tops that barely covered their vital parts.

Their flat, toned stomachs were a sight to behold. These waists were truly lethal weapons.

"They will help you change, but I'm warning you, Zheng Qian, don't go looking around, you hear me? Otherwise, I'll tell Jin Lu everything, and you'll be in big trouble!"

Wei Rusi didn't know what was wrong with her, but seeing the little stars twinkling in Zheng Qian's eyes, she felt an inexplicable wave of irritation. She pinched his lower back hard and said.

Zheng Qian nodded repeatedly in pain and said seriously, "I'm also warning you, don't go taking liberties. Otherwise, if Rahman finds out you are coveting the women around him, he might not be pleased."

"Hmph, mind your own business."

Wei Rusi snorted, her face flushed, and followed them into the changing room.

Hmm... Zheng Qian had to admit, the process was quite enjoyable. It was just that he was sporting a tent the whole time, which was a bit awkward. However, they seemed unfazed by this situation and didn't make any inappropriate moves toward Zheng Qian; the entire process was very serious and meticulous.

In a word, professional.

But what Zheng Qian didn't expect was that the scene that followed would immediately make his blood boil.