"It’s a measure adopted in light of what happened last time. Since Mr. Jing is a black belt in Taekwondo, we both can let loose and have some fun,"
Helian Hao said as she wrapped an arm around Qin Mu’s shoulder and led her inside. Jing Feng followed helplessly behind the two girls.
He seated himself at a table behind them while the two girls sat at the bar in front, calling for two drinks before they began to chat freely.
"You’re going to shoot a microfilm? For real?"
Mrs. Mu, who was unaware of the inside story, answered naively.
Helian Hao believed it and blinked in confusion: Would Mu Yichen let you act?
"He... Doesn’t allow it, but I can’t just reject such a great opportunity because he says no."
"But what if he drags you back? How could he bear to let you show up in public and get lovey-dovey with other men?"
"Actually, there’s nothing too excessive in the play, just two kissing scenes. I can use Mr. Mu’s influence to pressure the director to use stand-ins."
Qin Mu held her drink, bringing the glass to her lips and then away again, as she responsibly explained to Helian Hao.
Helian Hao showed her admiration by figuratively prostrating herself, not expecting this girl to be so adept at using Mr. Mu.
Qin Mu thought she had considered everything carefully. She was already making him unhappy by acting, so she couldn’t possibly do a kissing scene with another man.
"Did you tell Mu Yichen?"
"Right now, he won’t believe anything I say, so I might as well let him see for himself afterward, and then I’ll be cleared of blame!"
This, she had indeed oversimplified.
Helian Hao nodded, finding her words amusing, and the two quickly finished their drinks and then asked the bartender to concoct two special ones.
Jing Feng sat with a bottle of his own, raising it occasionally when he saw the two girls clink their glasses, feeling a bit like a fool.
Jiang Zhiyuan came to pick up girls and, spotting him sitting alone, immediately approached with curiosity and slapped the back of Jing Feng’s shoulder: Hey! Bro, are you and Xiaohao fighting?
Helian Hao, hearing her name, turned to look behind her, and as Jiang Zhiyuan also saw her, his face twitched awkwardly.
"What’s the situation?"
Jiang Zhiyuan asked curiously as he sat next to him.
"What situation can it be? They hired me as a bodyguard!"
Jing Feng muttered, looking at Helian Hao’s back.
"Heh, she’s really daring to hire you. Doesn’t she know Young Master Jing is quite expensive?"
Hearing the word ’expensive,’ Jing Feng glanced at him again, and with a cheeky tone, said: She’ll find out.
She’ll find out just how expensive he really is.
Watching Helian Hao continue drinking with Qin Mu, he urged in his mind: Drink more, drink a bit more.
"Why isn’t Brother Yichen here? Usually, when Xiaomu is around, he would be present."
"You could call him now and tell him to come keep an eye on his woman."
Jing Qing felt annoyed inside. Not only did Helian Hao ask him to be Qin Mu’s bodyguard, but he also hated that girl to death.
"Alright, I’ll first send him a picture. He won’t be able to resist responding."
Jiang Zhiyuan took out his phone and snapped a photo of the two girls’ backs, sending it to Mu Yichen’s WeChat.
The man who was working overtime saw the message and initially didn’t intend to respond since it was from Jiang Zhiyuan, but curiosity got the better of him and he opened it to take a look, then looked again more seriously.
Even though it was just their backs, he could tell it was his woman without a doubt.
Jiang Zhiyuan and Jing Feng kept their eyes on the phone. In under thirty seconds, the phone rang, and Jiang Zhiyuan pointed to the screen, saying to Jing Feng: See, I was right, wasn’t I?
Jing Feng wasn’t surprised by this. Mu Yichen being anxious about Qin Mu wasn’t a secret.
"Bro, I’m at Feiyue acting as a bodyguard for your wife. Hurry over, there are all sorts of people here and later on, I still have to hit on girls,"
As the night deepened, Mu Yichen hung up Jiang Zhiyuan’s call and immediately dialed Qin Mu’s number. Her phone was in her bag, and with the inside so noisy, she couldn’t hear it.
Mu Yichen had no choice but to end his work early, then he went downstairs and drove to find her.
Meanwhile, Jiang Zhiyuan had already approached them, fiddling with his phone in hand, and tilted his body to look at the two women: How about drinking a toast with two beautiful ladies, huh?
"Mr. Jiang, why don’t you go drink with the person behind us?"
Helian Hao earnestly reminded him. They were right in the middle of an intimate women’s chat, and with him there, they couldn’t carry on.
"Don’t be like that. Let me listen to what the two sisters are chatting about."
"Jing, are you going to do something about someone flirting with your woman?"
Helian Hao directly turned around and shouted at Jing Feng.
Upon hearing the phrase ’your woman,’ Jing Feng stood up immediately with his glass in hand: I’ll handle it!
That one word, ’handle,’ from Young Master Jing was something extraordinary, frightening Jiang Zhiyuan so much that his eyes bugged out, and he quickly excused himself: I’ve got to go over there; my girl’s waiting for me.
Jing Feng chuckled, then turned to look at the two girls: How long do you two plan to keep drinking?
"Why, you have something else to do?"
Helian Hao asked him seriously.
"Not exactly, but this place is too messy. If you two want to continue drinking, we should move upstairs. Yichen and I have an exclusive private room here."
The life of young masters.
They had already gotten up, ready to head upstairs with their belongings, when they heard Jing Qing calling out to Jing Feng from afar.
As Jing Feng and the others followed the sound, before they could get a clear view of Jing Qing’s face, Jing Qing was suddenly tackled from behind, and within seconds, a commotion erupted not more than five meters away.