CHAPTER 635: CHAPTER 633: YOU WANT TO BE WITH HER? NO WAY! (CHAPTERS 632 AND 633 COMBINED)

Xiao Qing couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the situation, "What am I supposed to do in the future?"

No sooner had she spoken than Xiao Qing felt she had said something wrong.

Several seconds of silence on the other end of the phone were followed by Qin Huaixin’s exaggerated laughter, "Xiao Qing, you’ve finally made a dirty joke in broad daylight, not bad, not bad, indeed a teachable moment."

Xiao Qing: "...I have something to take care of first."

Without waiting for Qin Huaixin’s response, she hung up the phone.

Staring at her phone in a daze for a while, Xiao Qing faintly heard someone knocking at the door. She pricked up her ears and listened for a moment, confirming someone was indeed knocking.

At this time, big treasure and little treasure were napping, and the elder couple wouldn’t come to the guest room at this hour; therefore, it could only be Lu Jinyang.

Just as she was hesitating whether to answer the door or not, a loud bang resounded as the door was forced open, and a tall figure stood at the doorway.

Upon seeing him, Xiao Qing noticed the man’s complexion was grave as if water could drip from his face, his eyes deep, brewing an intense storm.

While she was still stunned, he marched over and, without a word, hoisted her onto his shoulder.

By the time Xiao Qing got her bearings, all she could see was the floor moving, moving for quite a while, until with a whirl, she was thrown onto the soft, large bed, seeing stars.

She rubbed her dizzy head and squinted at the man in front of her, trembling with a shiver at just one glance.

She had never seen Lu Jinyang like this before; expressionless, yet his tall stature was like that of an emperor come to life, just standing there made her legs go weak unconsciously.

Xiao Qing discreetly wrapped her body in the bedsheet, only showing her eyes as she watched him.

The man slowly leaned down, his exquisitely chiseled face suddenly coming closer, magnified. As he approached, Xiao Qing moved back until there was nowhere left to retreat, she stopped and looked directly at the man in front of her.

"Lu Jinyang, why did you carry me over here?"

The man didn’t speak, his slender fingers gently brushed her messy bangs.

Xiao Qing asked again, "Lu Jinyang, why did you carry me over here?"

As soon as she finished the question, his strong and slender fingers suddenly pinched her chin, scrutinizing her for a moment before he spoke in a deep voice, "Xiao Qing, you’re throwing a tantrum."

His voice was indifferent, showing no emotion, and it seemed less like a question and more like a statement of fact.

A pang of sorrow hit Xiao Qing, and with an ironic smile at the corner of her mouth, she retorted sarcastically, "How dare I? How would I dare to throw a tantrum at Mr. Lu?"

She looked down, hiding the sourness in her eyes.

But then, a sudden pain in her chin—it was him, intensifying the pressure on her chin, forcibly lifting her head.

"Look at me," he said. "Xiao Qing, I don’t like it when you throw tantrums at me, or is it that I’ve done something to upset you?"

His words successfully infuriated Xiao Qing.

She slapped his hand angrily and glared at him, "Lu Jinyang, are you pretending to be ignorant of what you’ve done?"

Lu Jinyang was taken aback by the slap. He remembered that aside from the army where he had been in scuffles, no one else had ever laid a hand on him. But now, his own woman was hitting him?

As if not recognizing the woman before him, Lu Jinyang stared at her intently for quite some time.

Although Xiao Qing was still angry, her heart fluttered when she boldly hit him, but recalling his actions from the past few days, she felt emboldened again.

With her chin up, she continued to glare furiously at him, "What are you looking at? Have the guts to do it but not to own up?"

Lu Jinyang suddenly retreated to a distance of one meter away from her, crossing his arms, "What did I do? You tell me."

He actually wanted her to spell it out?

Xiao Qing sized him up, noticing he didn’t seem guilty at all.

She couldn’t help but wonder, could it be that he really hadn’t done anything? But that day in the private room, she saw clearly; even if it was just a profile, she was sure that it was none other than Lu Jinyang.

"I gave you a chance. If you don’t speak up and I find out that you have misunderstood me, the conversation won’t be so pleasant."

Xiao Qing’s expression turned stern, "What are you planning to do?"

"Xiao Qing, I dote on you, but that doesn’t mean I have no temper. I’m asking you again, what did I do to make you throw this temper tantrum at me?"

Xiao Qing was furious, "Lu Jinyang, don’t intimidate me! It’s such a waste that you aren’t an actor with those acting skills of yours; do you have the nerve to pretend you don’t know and ask me?"

His obsidian-like eyes reflected the woman’s enraged beauty, and he suddenly curved his lips into a smile, causing Xiao Qing’s heart to shudder.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Laughing at you~"

Xiao Qing’s face fell, "Lu Jinyang! Are you doing this on purpose to anger me? If I die of anger, you can go off and fool around with other women, right?"

If it were any other woman, she might consider backing away, but the problem now is that the woman is her future sister-in-law. Under no circumstances would she let them be together.

With this in mind, Xiao Qing firmly decided that even if she were to break up with Lu Jinyang, she must do it only after she had sabotaged their relationship!

Lost in her own thoughts, Xiao Qing didn’t notice the man beside her pressing his thin lips into a cold, straight line.

He finally grasped the main point from her words.

Another woman?

His face became extremely dark, "So, you’re throwing a temper tantrum over a nonexistent woman?"

"What do you mean nonexistent woman? I saw the two of you together, more than once!" Of course, she’d only witnessed it once; another time that mysterious woman had sent her a photo.

The man’s black-hole-like eyes darkened further, his words devoid of any warmth, "Were you following me?"

Xiao Qing, with the conversation having reached this point, made no attempt to hide anything and furiously slapped the pillow, "Do you think I have nothing better to do than to follow you? You don’t come home at night and can’t be seen during the day; am I not even allowed to be suspicious?"

The more she talked, the angrier she got, to the point where she stood up, looking down at Lu Jinyang in a commanding manner, "Let me tell you, Lu Jinyang, you want to be with her, no way! Even if you get together with someone else, you will never be with her!"

As Xiao Qing grew more impassioned, Lu Jinyang listened more clearly and distinctly. Eventually, he lazily lay back on the bed and looked up at her.

This action successfully captured Xiao Qing’s attention; she stopped talking, staring blankly at him.

The room suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

Not knowing how much time had passed, Lu Jinyang slowly began to speak: "Finished?"

"..."

"If you’re done, then it’s my turn to talk." Lu Jinyang turned onto his side, propping up his head with one hand, "First, these past few days, aside from you, I haven’t had any contact with any other women; second, I have indeed been dealing with matters, and you’ll soon know what they are. Finally,"

He got up and took her hand, pulling her to sit down, and said calmly, "Xiao Qing, I have never lied to you. Maybe there are some things I have kept from you, but I have never deceived you."

Xiao Qing was stunned.

Wasn’t she just denouncing Lu Jinyang? How had it turned into such a heartfelt confession?

But...

"No! I clearly saw you with Yang Qiao, I couldn’t have been mistaken."