Chapter 240: Chapter 145: The Ladies’ Ploy
After their meal at Zifei, Xue Zhongyun saw that Chen Jing wanted to say something but was holding back, so she took the initiative to help her out.
"Darling, it’s still early. Why don’t we find a place for a few drinks?"
"Sure. Space?"
"Let’s not. That kind of place is too noisy. We can just find a small pub."
Xue Zhongyun had never been to a nightclub, but she knew they were wild places.
Her main goal was to play matchmaker for Chen Jing, not to go out alone with Qi Sheng.
"Okay, you pick the place, and we’ll drive over."
"This one’s good. Miduo and I went once. The atmosphere is pretty nice, and they have a live singer."
Xue Zhongyun opened a review app and pointed to a small pub called Baima, her tone full of praise.
"Let’s go then."
Qi Sheng followed the GPS and drove to Jiuyan Bridge.
There was a bar street here, bustling with both locals and tourists.
They found the pub Xue Zhongyun had mentioned. It was a bit far from Jiuyan Bridge.
But it was very popular. It was only nine o’clock, but it was already almost full.
"Right this way, you three. We have just one last table available."
The young waiter was very enthusiastic and led Qi Sheng and the others to a table for four.
"I’ll sit here, you two sit over there."
Xue Zhongyun quickly sat down on the opposite side and shot Chen Jing a look.
"Uh..."
If Qi Sheng couldn’t figure out what these two women were up to, then he’d have to be a real idiot.
But what was that saying again?
You understand my ulterior motives, and I understand your feigned reluctance.
Qi Sheng, however, had no real designs on Chen Jing.
Instead, it was Chen Jing who was serving herself up on a platter, practically forcing herself on him.
Qi Sheng unabashedly sat down next to Chen Jing.
"You two order whatever you want."
He took the menu from the waiter and handed it to Xue Zhongyun and Chen Jing without even looking at it.
Even if you drank until your stomach ruptured at a pub like this, it wouldn’t cost as much as a single bottle of Ace of Spades at Space.
"Let’s get a bottle of Ruyuan. I had it with Miduo last time, it’s pretty good. It has a strong pomelo flavor.
And a Brewer’s Barrel set. With lots of ice."
After ordering the drinks, Xue Zhongyun sat back and enjoyed the show.
When they were heading out, Chen Jing had deliberately put on a pair of thin black stockings to better show off the shape of her legs.
The weather in Chengdu was still quite cold in January.
As a warm-hearted gentleman, Qi Sheng was naturally happy to lend a helping hand and warm up Chen Jing’s thighs.
Although the pub was dimly lit, he couldn’t ignore Xue Zhongyun staring right at them.
Chen Jing wasn’t as thick-skinned as Qi Sheng; she didn’t dare to look up at Xue Zhongyun.
"Darling, stop teasing Jingjing. Look how shy you’re making her."
Xue Zhongyun said this, but she secretly slipped off her high heels.
Her beautiful foot, wrapped in nude stockings, naughtily began to probe at Qi Sheng.
Qi Sheng sucked in a sharp breath.
He saw Xue Zhongyun wink at him. Clearly, the little vixen was doing it on purpose.
Seeing the waiter approach with their drinks,
Xue Zhongyun, like a thief with a guilty conscience, quickly pulled her foot back.
But once the waiter left, she started her mischief again, deliberately teasing Qi Sheng.
’It’s too late to bother Miduo,’ Qi Sheng thought. ’And conveniently, Chen Jing has served herself up. It can’t be helped, since that lightweight Xue Zhongyun can only last for the first half.’
"Darling, Jingjing, let’s have a drink together."
Xue Zhongyun put her heels back on to avoid being seen by the people at the next table.
Even though they were playing a thrilling game, it would be embarrassing if they were caught.
"Qi..."
Chen Jing looked at Qi Sheng, suddenly unsure of what to call him.
Calling him Mr. Qi seemed too distant.
Calling him Brother Qi felt wrong since she was two years older than him.
"If you don’t mind, you can just call me ’hubby’."
Qi Sheng saw Chen Jing’s awkwardness and teased her casually.
"Or, you could just call me ’darling’ like Yunyun does. I wouldn’t mind that either."
"You’re awful."
Chen Jing rolled her eyes at him, her body still feeling a little weak.
It was all because Qi Sheng’s hand had never left her long, stocking-clad leg.
Especially since the guy was kneading and squeezing it. ’Doesn’t he know a girl’s body is sensitive?’
Buoyed by the alcohol, Chen Jing gradually started to relax.
Although she had planned everything out,
now that it was actually happening, many things were turning out unexpectedly.
Like how her own body reacted wherever Qi Sheng’s large hand roamed.
It was like an electric shock, making her tremble uncontrollably.
Watching the bar’s live singer performing with all his might,
Qi Sheng knew that with his now Master Level singing ability, he could easily point out at least ten flaws in the performance.
’But if you take everything seriously, life loses its meaning.’
Qi Sheng didn’t want to live such a tiring life; in this life, he just wanted to do as he pleased.
"Do you two want to hear me sing?"
Qi Sheng looked at the live singer, suddenly feeling the urge to show off his skills.
’Perhaps this is the curse of having too many extraordinary talents.’
"Yes! Hubby, you’re so handsome!"
Xue Zhongyun was overjoyed. She never expected Qi Sheng would actually sing for her.
"What song do you want to hear? Take your pick."
Qi Sheng’s tone was exceptionally confident.
With his Master Level singing ability, he could be just that awesome.
Xue Zhongyun: "I want to hear ’The Rest of My Life’!"
Chen Jing: "I want to hear ’Always Quiet’!"
"Okay, you got it. One at a time."
Qi Sheng smiled, nodded, and got up from the booth, walking over to the live singer.
"Can I help you, sir?"
The live singer saw Qi Sheng, a man a hundred times more handsome than him, and felt an instinctive hostility.
"Two thousand yuan for me to sing two songs."
Qi Sheng bluntly threw money at the problem.
"Bro, I can’t make that call. You’ll have to talk to the boss."
The live singer was very tempted, but he was just an employee.
What if Qi Sheng was a terrible singer and upset the customers?
"Then you go find the boss. Convince him to agree, and this two thousand is yours."
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