Chapter 9: Not Even a Bit of Courtesy
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Dan Hanjie shot a glance, with a look that signaled Yao to step forward and order his men to carry off the injured Chuangmei President.
As for calling the police, that matter had been dropped.
When the bystanders saw this influencer intervening, they dared not even enjoy the spectacle, and started leaving hurriedly.
Soon, only the servers were left to clean up the mess.
“I didn’t promise you anything!” Seeing the crowd dispersing, Qin Youxuan didn’t relax, but instead her nerves became more taut.
Her intuition told her that this man was dangerous. He was mysteriously helping her, yet she had no idea who he was.
Dan Hanjie remained silent. His slender eyes swept over her obstinate face, and his smile became more wicked.
He reached out and held her delicate chin, leaned in, and sniffed her neck.
Indeed, she was pretty wild.
Before Qin Youxuan could respond, he smoothly backed away.
Elegantly adjusting his collar with his fair fingers, he scanned her one time over and then strode off.
“Xuan, are you okay?” Ning Yanan seemed to come back to reality only after Dan Hanjie had left.
“I think I’ve seen that man somewhere before? You’ve just come back, how come you know such a big shot?” Ning Yanan looked at Qin Youxuan with doubt.
He didn’t utter a single word and just had his assistant take charge. Amazingly, the lecherous old man of Chuangmei didn’t even dare to groan as he was carried off.
“You’ve seen him?” Qin Youxuan paused and grabbed Ning Yanan’s hand.
“…I can’t recall clearly, but I think I may have seen him somewhere before.” Ning Yanan thought seriously, “Wait, why are we talking about this? Let’s hurry and leave before that lecherous old man comes back looking for trouble.”
Ning Yanan dragged Qin Youxuan along and the two of them hurriedly left Zhi Shang.
As they stepped out into the fresh air, Qin Youxuan finally caught her breath a little.
She insisted repeatedly that she wasn’t drunk and made a promise to get together another day before convincing Ning Yanan to let her take a taxi home by herself.
After getting off and paying the fare, she headed towards her home with her bag.
“Miss.” The housekeeper greeted her respectfully.
Jin Lan, who was sitting in the living room, heard the voice and scoffed coldly, “What a disgrace, a young lady wandering outside so late in the night, smelling of alcohol. Really don’t know if the western culture is so open or our family’s young lady is just different. Look at what you’ve turned into after studying abroad.”
Qin Youxuan looked up and sure enough, Qin Mo, sitting on the sofa, looked grim, “Where have you been?”
Qin Youxuan’s eyes tightened, she bit her lip and remained silent.
She just changed her shoes at the entrance and headed for her room without a word.
“Your father is asking you something, show some respect! This behavior really shows you don’t have a mother to teach you manners, you are so impolite!”
Qin Youxuan paused, turned around, “Etiquette and manners are something I’d use for someone deserving, not a shameless mistress. You’re nothing more than a base fox, and you have the audacity to lecture me on manners. What a strange world this is!”
Qin Youxuan slammed her bedroom door shut, separating herself from the noise outside. Leaning against the door, she closed her tired eyes.
In the living room, Jin Lan had started fussing again, yelling like a shrew.
Qin Youxuan sneered, bolted the door, tossed her bag onto the sofa, and walked over to the bookshelf.
She rummaged through a pile of childhood certificates, and pulled out a picture frame hidden inside. She sat on the floor, cradling the frame.
Qin Youxuan gently wiped the frame. The woman in the photo was very young and pretty.
Qin Youxuan had inherited her mother’s features completely. Her beautiful eyes were just like her mother’s.