“Is there anything else?” Chi Jiao asked.
“Actually, it’s nothing much…” Beitang Lie touched his nose and said, “You said that I will have a disastrous romantic encounter. Are you messing with me, or are you serious?”
Chi Jiao raised her eyebrows and looked at him with a faint smile. “What do you think?”
“I don’t know.” Beitang Lie shrugged.
“If you play with fire too often, you’ll naturally get into trouble,” Chi Jiao said meaningfully.
The reason why she knew that Beitang Lie would have a disastrous romantic encounter was also because of her previous life.
Beitang Lie was a famous playboy in Shang Jing. He changed girlfriends like he changed clothes.
However, not every woman could allow him to break up with her just like that.
Finally, an extremely vengeful woman would bear a grudge against Beitang Lie.
She remembered that in her previous life, Beitang Lie was poisoned by a wealthy heiress from Shang Jing.
In order to take revenge on him, the woman secretly drugged Beitang Lie.
The poison didn’t take Beitang Lie’s life. Instead, it made him impotent.
Beitang Lie couldn’t take this blow. After suffering from depression, he committed suicide.
This matter had spread quite widely among the upper-class society in Shang Jing.
Yan Qingqing liked to pay attention to such gossip, and Chi Jiao learned about it from her.
Chi Jiao didn’t care about Beitang Lie’s personal life.
But he was a talent and was very useful to 117. Hence, she took the effort to advise him.
As for whether he would listen to her, that would depend on Beitang Lie himself.
Having said all that needed to be said, Chi Jiao opened the door and walked in.
On the second floor.
A slender figure stood in front of the window. The black sweater made the young man’s skin look as white as jade.
There was a dot light in his hand.
He placed the cigarette between his thin lips and took a puff before slowly exhaling smoke.
Quan Jue’s handsome and demonic face was hazy in the smoke.
He looked at the man standing at the entrance of the courtyard, his eyes filled with gloom.
Standing at the door in a daze, Beitang Lie seemed to sense that someone was looking at him and looked up at Quan Jue.
Even from such a distance, Beitang Lie could still see the young man standing by the bed clearly.
Beitang Lie didn’t expect Chi Jiao to have a man around her age staying at her residence. He raised his eyebrows at Quan Jue.
For some reason, he didn’t like the looks of that man at all.
Probably because that man was even more handsome than himself?
Beitang Lie was reluctant to admit that.
When Quan Jue saw Beitang Lie’s provocative stance, he merely smirked coldly before closing the window and the curtains.
He threw the cigarette into the ashtray before striding out of the room.
Chi Jiao entered the living room and saw her father sitting alone on the sofa reading a book.
Chi Mingwei heard movement behind him and turned to look at Chi Jiao. He smiled and said, “Jiaojiao, you’re back. Dinner is ready. Go wash your hands to eat.”
“Miss, give me your coat and bag.” Aunt Zhou walked to Chi Jiao and smiled.
Chi Jiao took off her coat and handed it to Aunt Zhou along with her backpack before walking towards her father.
“Dad, have you eaten?” Chi Jiao asked.
“I had dinner outside today. You can eat with Quan Jue,” Chi Mingwei said with a smile.