The news of the dead cat reached the king's ears.
The king came in person to apologize to Lin Cheng and Qiao Ying.
Seeing that Qin Hanyue was also there, the king took the opportunity to invite Qin Hanyue to a royal banquet a week later, with Lin Cheng echoing at the side.
Qin Hanyue readily accepted the invitation.
Hearing that Qin Hanyue would stay, Kala, who came with them, immediately withdrew her gaze that had been wandering between Qin Hanyue and Qiao Ying, a delighted look appearing on her face.
This hint of joy did not escape Qiao Ying's eyes.
Knowing that the royal family members he had been working closely with for years might be imposters, Lin Cheng felt an uneasy feeling of being watched, and wanted to probe anyone with words.
Fortunately, he held back.
Over the past two days, Qiao Ying dined with the king and his family members several times, and found no one suspicious so far.
Lin Cheng was in charge of the royal banquet arrangements and had things to do every day.
Bored, Qiao Ying saw online that there was a decent Chinese restaurant and wanted to try it out.
So when the king's butler came to discuss matters with Lin Cheng again, Qiao Ying asked, "How long will it take this time?"
Her tone carried emotions, obviously unhappy.
The three of them were on the outer corridor.
Knowing that Qiao Ying was just pretending, Qin Hanyue still couldn’t help feeling jealous every time.
Of course Lin Cheng knew that what she cared about was not how long he would be gone or when he would be back, but that she was bored.
So Lin Cheng said, "I'm busy and can't attend to you. If you want to go out and play, let Mr. Qin take you out on my behalf. It's a rare visit for Mr. Qin, so he should go out and take a look around.”
Then he said to Qin Hanyue, "I'll have to trouble Mr. Qin to take care of little Yin in my place.”
Qin Hanyue: "It would be my pleasure, Your Grace can go ahead with your matters.”
After asking Qiao Ying to take care, Lin Cheng left.
Qin Hanyue asked Qiao Ying in front of the servants, "Miss Qiao, do you want to go out?"
Qiao Ying: "Thanks for your trouble, Mr. Qin."
Qin Hanyue: "Then let's go."
The two of them left like that.
Over the past two days, when Lin Cheng was not busy, he would take the two of them around the palace. When he was busy, he would ask Qin Hanyue to accompany Qiao Ying. The servants had seen this two or three times.
Qin Yan was not with them when they first arrived, but was called over yesterday. He was now driving the two of them out.
Standing upstairs, Kala saw the car leaving the gates.
Shortly after, Kala's car also left the palace.
The car arrived at the Chinese restaurant. The two entered a private room.
Finally having some alone time with Qiao Ying, Qin Hanyue's appetite greatly increased and he ate with comfort.
"Should I tear this face off? We can put it back on after eating," said Qin Hanyue.
Qiao Ying: "No need, too troublesome."
Qin Hanyue put food on her plate: "Eat more, you are too thin."
The picky eater Qiao Ying didn’t find the food flavorful. Seeing him eat with such comfort: "You seem to be eating well. I thought your teeth would hurt too much to eat.”
Qin Hanyue didn’t understand: “Why would my teeth hurt?”
Qiao Ying: “Jealous openly and secretly, how have you not died from the sourness.”
Qin Hanyue: “I can still endure it for now, not sure about a couple days later.”
Qiao Ying let out a snort.
Qin Hanyue moved closer to her and put his face right in front of hers: “Do you see the dark circles under my eyes?”
Qiao Ying: “Ugly.”
Qin Hanyue: “Don’t you feel sorry for me?”
Qiao Ying: “Even with two black eyes, Mr. Qin would still have women eagerly chasing after him enthusiastically, what’s there to worry about.”
Qin Hanyue: “Are you mocking me?”
Qiao Ying: “How could I, from princesses to maids, their eyes burn hot when they see Mr. Qin.”
Qiao Ying tapped her finger on the table, making clacking sounds with her nails.
She straightened up again, picked up her chopsticks to eat a bite, then asked as she ate: "Mr. Qin hasn't noticed?"
Qin Hanyue laughed and asked, "Is Miss Qiao feeling jealous, or does she want to settle accounts over this?"
Qiao Ying tugged at the corner of her mouth: "Not to that extent."
Qin Hanyue: "What do you mean not to that extent?"
Qiao Ying ate on her own, leaving him hanging.
Qin Hanyue turned his body towards her, put one hand on her chair, held her hand holding the chopsticks, brought the food on her chopsticks into his own mouth, and asked again: "What do you mean not to that extent?"
Qin Hanyue: “Is it that you trust me too much, or you don’t care if women get close to me, or maybe...”
Or maybe she just doesn't care if women approach him at all.
Qiao Ying didn't respond and continued eating.
Having no choice, Qin Hanyue turned her face towards him.
He called her: "Little Ying."
Qiao Ying reluctantly reasoned with him: "You feel jealous yourself, and still have to see if I feel jealous or not."
"..." Qin Hanyue was frustrated and upset.
His previously good appetite was instantly gone.
Unwilling to ruin the atmosphere on this rare outing, Qin Hanyue adjusted his mood: "Have you decided what conditions you want to propose to Lin Cheng?"
Qiao Ying: "Haven't thought of any yet, what do you want?"
Hearing her ask what he wanted, Qin Hanyue's mood immediately brightened: "I don't lack spiritual or material things."
There was a subtle movement at the corner of Qiao Ying's mouth. She was a little speechless yet helpless at his implication. She pressed down the smile at the corner of her mouth.
She asked, "You mean you lack emotional things?"
Qin Hanyue admitted frankly: "Yes, I lack love."
The third master of the prestigious Qin family, seriously and solemnly said that he lacks love.
Qiao Ying really couldn't hold back her laughter: "Go back and have your parents dote on you properly."
Qin Hanyue: "What I lack is not familial love."
Qiao Ying oh-ed: "You lack emotional stuff, with peach blossoms blooming so prosperously for Mr. Qin, is your demand really that great?"
Qin Hanyue: "And you said you are not jealous."
In the private room, the two of them bickered while eating.
Qin Hanyue led her out of the private room by the hand. There were many people with prying eyes outside. Qiao Ying withdrew her hand. Qin Hanyue subconsciously tried to grasp it back.
Qiao Ying teased him, "Mind your manners, Mr. Qin."
Qin Hanyue lowered his head and forcefully kissed her on the lips, in very good spirits as he replied, “Certainly, Miss Qiao.”
Hiding around the corner, Kala saw this scene and covered her mouth in disbelief to prevent herself from making any sound, her eyes wide open.
Lady Lin the Duke’s girlfriend and Mr. Qin...
She didn’t see wrongly last time. Mr Qin did secretly hold the Duke’s girlfriend’s hand.
Leaving the restaurant, the two were in no hurry to return.
Qin Yan drove the car slowly around sightseeing.
The car moved leisurely. Qin Yan also enjoyed the scenery along the way: "That building looks quite interesting."
As the car wandered aimlessly, Qin Yan suddenly sneakily asked, "...Miss Qiao, are you bringing Young Master Three to the casino to play?"
His words were full of probing, afraid of having his thoughts seen through.
Qiao Ying raised her eyes: "Is Assistant Qin short on pocket money?"
Qin Yan was stunned. He thought: Was I that obvious?
He denied verbally: "Of course not, I was afraid that you and Young Master Three would be bored, so I suggested it."
Qiao Ying: "Sure enough, time and situation change people. Even Assistant Qin is no longer innocent."
Qin Yan panicked: “Miss Qiao, please don’t say that. I really just asked casually, I didn't think of dividing the money."
Qin Hanyue: "So you were thinking of dividing the money."
Qin Yan was about to cry: "I didn't, I didn't, Young Master Three listen to my explanation..."
As Qin Yan spoke, two vans suddenly rushed out.
They swooped in to sandwich them from different directions. Qin Yan violently turned the steering wheel to evade, but still inevitably collided with one of the vans, making a harsh, ear-piercing sound as the ground was scratched by the tire tracks.
Qin Hanyue instinctively shielded Qiao Ying.
Their car came to a precarious stop.
After the two offending vehicles stopped, more than a dozen people immediately spilled out holding iron rods in their hands.
The news of the dead cat reached the king's ears.
The king came in person to apologize to Lin Cheng and Qiao Ying.
Seeing that Qin Hanyue was also there, the king took the opportunity to invite Qin Hanyue to a royal banquet a week later, with Lin Cheng echoing at the side.
Qin Hanyue readily accepted the invitation.
Hearing that Qin Hanyue would stay, Kala, who came with them, immediately withdrew her gaze that had been wandering between Qin Hanyue and Qiao Ying, a delighted look appearing on her face.
This hint of joy did not escape Qiao Ying's eyes.
Knowing that the royal family members he had been working closely with for years might be imposters, Lin Cheng felt an uneasy feeling of being watched, and wanted to probe anyone with words.
Fortunately, he held back.
Over the past two days, Qiao Ying dined with the king and his family members several times, and found no one suspicious so far.
Lin Cheng was in charge of the royal banquet arrangements and had things to do every day.
Bored, Qiao Ying saw online that there was a decent Chinese restaurant and wanted to try it out.
So when the king's butler came to discuss matters with Lin Cheng again, Qiao Ying asked, "How long will it take this time?"
Her tone carried emotions, obviously unhappy.
The three of them were on the outer corridor.
Knowing that Qiao Ying was just pretending, Qin Hanyue still couldn’t help feeling jealous every time.
Of course Lin Cheng knew that what she cared about was not how long he would be gone or when he would be back, but that she was bored.
So Lin Cheng said, "I'm busy and can't attend to you. If you want to go out and play, let Mr. Qin take you out on my behalf. It's a rare visit for Mr. Qin, so he should go out and take a look around.”
Then he said to Qin Hanyue, "I'll have to trouble Mr. Qin to take care of little Yin in my place.”
Qin Hanyue: "It would be my pleasure, Your Grace can go ahead with your matters.”
After asking Qiao Ying to take care, Lin Cheng left.
Qin Hanyue asked Qiao Ying in front of the servants, "Miss Qiao, do you want to go out?"
Qiao Ying: "Thanks for your trouble, Mr. Qin."
Qin Hanyue: "Then let's go."
The two of them left like that.
Over the past two days, when Lin Cheng was not busy, he would take the two of them around the palace. When he was busy, he would ask Qin Hanyue to accompany Qiao Ying. The servants had seen this two or three times.
Qin Yan was not with them when they first arrived, but was called over yesterday. He was now driving the two of them out.
Standing upstairs, Kala saw the car leaving the gates.
Shortly after, Kala's car also left the palace.
The car arrived at the Chinese restaurant. The two entered a private room.
Finally having some alone time with Qiao Ying, Qin Hanyue's appetite greatly increased and he ate with comfort.
"Should I tear this face off? We can put it back on after eating," said Qin Hanyue.
Qiao Ying: "No need, too troublesome."
Qin Hanyue put food on her plate: "Eat more, you are too thin."
The picky eater Qiao Ying didn’t find the food flavorful. Seeing him eat with such comfort: "You seem to be eating well. I thought your teeth would hurt too much to eat.”
Qin Hanyue didn’t understand: “Why would my teeth hurt?”
Qiao Ying: “Jealous openly and secretly, how have you not died from the sourness.”
Qin Hanyue: “I can still endure it for now, not sure about a couple days later.”
Qiao Ying let out a snort.
Qin Hanyue moved closer to her and put his face right in front of hers: “Do you see the dark circles under my eyes?”
Qiao Ying: “Ugly.”
Qin Hanyue: “Don’t you feel sorry for me?”
Qiao Ying: “Even with two black eyes, Mr. Qin would still have women eagerly chasing after him enthusiastically, what’s there to worry about.”
Qin Hanyue: “Are you mocking me?”
Qiao Ying: “How could I, from princesses to maids, their eyes burn hot when they see Mr. Qin.”
Qiao Ying tapped her finger on the table, making clacking sounds with her nails.
She straightened up again, picked up her chopsticks to eat a bite, then asked as she ate: "Mr. Qin hasn't noticed?"
Qin Hanyue laughed and asked, "Is Miss Qiao feeling jealous, or does she want to settle accounts over this?"
Qiao Ying tugged at the corner of her mouth: "Not to that extent."
Qin Hanyue: "What do you mean not to that extent?"
Qiao Ying ate on her own, leaving him hanging.
Qin Hanyue turned his body towards her, put one hand on her chair, held her hand holding the chopsticks, brought the food on her chopsticks into his own mouth, and asked again: "What do you mean not to that extent?"
Qin Hanyue: “Is it that you trust me too much, or you don’t care if women get close to me, or maybe...”
Or maybe she just doesn't care if women approach him at all.
Qiao Ying didn't respond and continued eating.
Having no choice, Qin Hanyue turned her face towards him.
He called her: "Little Ying."
Qiao Ying reluctantly reasoned with him: "You feel jealous yourself, and still have to see if I feel jealous or not."
"..." Qin Hanyue was frustrated and upset.
His previously good appetite was instantly gone.
Unwilling to ruin the atmosphere on this rare outing, Qin Hanyue adjusted his mood: "Have you decided what conditions you want to propose to Lin Cheng?"
Qiao Ying: "Haven't thought of any yet, what do you want?"
Hearing her ask what he wanted, Qin Hanyue's mood immediately brightened: "I don't lack spiritual or material things."
There was a subtle movement at the corner of Qiao Ying's mouth. She was a little speechless yet helpless at his implication. She pressed down the smile at the corner of her mouth.
She asked, "You mean you lack emotional things?"
Qin Hanyue admitted frankly: "Yes, I lack love."
The third master of the prestigious Qin family, seriously and solemnly said that he lacks love.
Qiao Ying really couldn't hold back her laughter: "Go back and have your parents dote on you properly."
Qin Hanyue: "What I lack is not familial love."
Qiao Ying oh-ed: "You lack emotional stuff, with peach blossoms blooming so prosperously for Mr. Qin, is your demand really that great?"
Qin Hanyue: "And you said you are not jealous."
In the private room, the two of them bickered while eating.
Qin Hanyue led her out of the private room by the hand. There were many people with prying eyes outside. Qiao Ying withdrew her hand. Qin Hanyue subconsciously tried to grasp it back.
Qiao Ying teased him, "Mind your manners, Mr. Qin."
Qin Hanyue lowered his head and forcefully kissed her on the lips, in very good spirits as he replied, “Certainly, Miss Qiao.”
Hiding around the corner, Kala saw this scene and covered her mouth in disbelief to prevent herself from making any sound, her eyes wide open.
Lady Lin the Duke’s girlfriend and Mr. Qin...
She didn’t see wrongly last time. Mr Qin did secretly hold the Duke’s girlfriend’s hand.
Leaving the restaurant, the two were in no hurry to return.
Qin Yan drove the car slowly around sightseeing.
The car moved leisurely. Qin Yan also enjoyed the scenery along the way: "That building looks quite interesting."
As the car wandered aimlessly, Qin Yan suddenly sneakily asked, "...Miss Qiao, are you bringing Young Master Three to the casino to play?"
His words were full of probing, afraid of having his thoughts seen through.
Qiao Ying raised her eyes: "Is Assistant Qin short on pocket money?"
Qin Yan was stunned. He thought: Was I that obvious?
He denied verbally: "Of course not, I was afraid that you and Young Master Three would be bored, so I suggested it."
Qiao Ying: "Sure enough, time and situation change people. Even Assistant Qin is no longer innocent."
Qin Yan panicked: “Miss Qiao, please don’t say that. I really just asked casually, I didn't think of dividing the money."
Qin Hanyue: "So you were thinking of dividing the money."
Qin Yan was about to cry: "I didn't, I didn't, Young Master Three listen to my explanation..."
As Qin Yan spoke, two vans suddenly rushed out.
They swooped in to sandwich them from different directions. Qin Yan violently turned the steering wheel to evade, but still inevitably collided with one of the vans, making a harsh, ear-piercing sound as the ground was scratched by the tire tracks.
Qin Hanyue instinctively shielded Qiao Ying.
Their car came to a precarious stop.
After the two offending vehicles stopped, more than a dozen people immediately spilled out holding iron rods in their hands.
