Chapter 780: Chapter 776 Dongfang Yunqi’s Guilt
Yet Dongfang Yunqi angrily flung his sleeves and left. An Qiye hurried after her, blocking her way.
“Yun Qi, I realize I was wrong, and I deeply regret it,” An Qiye pleaded. “Could you give me a chance to explain, for the sake of our many years of friendship?”
Dongfang Yunqi’s face was cold, her gaze icy and sharp. She took a deep breath before snorting disdainfully and turning back to the sofa to sit down again.
An Qiye carefully sat down opposite Dongfang Yunqi and poured her a cup of tea. “Yun Qi, please have some tea to calm down.”
Dongfang Yunqi ignored An Qiye’s offer and said coldly, “An Qiye, it’s best you explain exactly what happened last night, without omitting a detail!”
“Yes, I will explain it clearly. Thank you for still giving me the opportunity to speak,” An Qiye said.
Then, he continued with the account of the previous night’s events.
When Dongfang Yunqi heard that Ye Fan could make Luo Guozhong rush to the scene with just a phone call in the middle of the night, she was shocked.
“Are you sure you saw correctly?” she asked incredulously.
Although she knew Ye Fan’s identity wasn’t simple and he was very likely from a prominent family in the Capital, she hadn’t expected Ye Fan to have such a distinguished background that he could summon Luo Guozhong. She knew all too well that the Police Chief of Hua Hai was not just any city’s police chief.
An Qiye nodded with a bitter smile, “It was indeed Luo Guozhong, and Zhang Mingming from the Liujia Hui Police Sub-branch. Ye Fan has deceived everyone; he’s not an ordinary person—the power behind him is frightening.”
“Humph, don’t try to shift the blame for your mistakes onto others. Just because someone comes from an illustrious background doesn’t mean they have to be arrogant and overbearing like Wang Kaichen,” Dongfang Yunqi retorted coldly.
“Yes, yes, yes,” An Qiye quickly admitted his wrongdoing, “It’s all my fault.”
He continued, “Yun Qi, having offended Ye Fan , he surely won’t let me off.”
At the end, he pleaded, “Please, for the sake of our years of friendship, speak on my behalf. I swear I will never dare again. No matter how much Ye Fan demands in compensation, I will accept it.”
“Do you think that’s possible?” Dongfang Yunqi said coolly, “You already made a mistake once before. Don’t think Ye Fan is easy to bully and that you can offend him over and over again. Besides, I absolutely won’t plead for you again after you’ve done something !”
“An Qiye, please leave. From now on, do not contact me—we are no longer friends!”
Having said this, Dongfang Yunqi stood up and left decisively.
This time, An Qiye did not chase after Dongfang Yunqi to stop her. He had pursued Dongfang Yunqi for many years and understood her character very well; he knew that no matter how he begged on his knees this time, Dongfang Yunqi would not soften her heart.
After leaving the reception room, Dongfang Yunqi returned to her own resting room and sat down, unable to calm down for a long time.
She hadn’t expected that her relationship could put Ye Fan in danger twice, which filled her with guilt. Especially since Ye Fan wasn’t pursuing her romantically—his involvement with her was merely that of a regular good friend.
After sitting for over ten minutes and calming her emotions somewhat, she took out her phone to call Ye Fan and apologize.
However, when she scrolled to Ye Fan’s phone number, she stopped.
Just a call would not convey her apology. Knowing that Ye Fan would attend the Yun Qi Club’s party tonight at her enthusiastic invitation, she decided to apologize to him in person.
After resolving to apologize to Ye Fan face-to-face in the evening, Dongfang Yunqi didn’t leave the rest room immediately. Instead, she still sat in her chair, uncontrollably contemplating her relationship with Ye Fan.
Although she hadn’t interacted with Ye Fan much, his charm undoubtedly attracted her.
Especially Ye Fan’s composed and unruffled demeanor, rich in substance yet understated. He held himself well in the presence of beautiful women, treating them simply as ordinary friends without behaving disgracefully like other men upon seeing a beautiful woman.
Upon further reflection, she realized she was drawn to men like Ye Fan. And upon introspection, she indeed had a certain fondness for Ye Fan.
“Perhaps I could give it a try,” a thought suddenly popped into her beautiful head, causing her usually composed and elegant face to flush with heat.
But beyond her shyness, she became more certain of this idea.
She was not coquettish about love like ordinary women; she was bold and forthright, pursuing love when it was there, openly and frankly.
She was very confident in her charisma and in all aspects, but what she never anticipated was that the twenty-three-year-old Ye Fan had already been married for nearly a year, and his partner was none other than the top beauty of Hua Hai, Emali Group’s Chairman, Li Zhaojun.
Around seven in the evening, Ye Fan met up with Hu Jing outside Dingsheng International Hotel.
There was Hu Jing, dressed to the nines, her pretty and enchanting face made up just right, wearing an evening gown red as fire. The gown had a deep U-neckline, exposing a large swath of creamy whiteness. Especially against the fiery red of the evening gown, that expanse of creaminess was particularly dazzling to the eye, impossible to look away from once seen.
Paired with her naturally sultry demeanor and alluring charm, saying she was a transformed imperial concubine wouldn’t be an overstatement.
“Hehe, do I look good?” Hu Jing spun around coquettishly in front of Ye Fan, her skirt lifting slightly with the turn, revealing a pair of red pointed-toe stiletto heels and half of her tempting white calves.
Ye Fan watched Hu Jing’s seductive charm with an appreciative gaze, nodding with a smile, “You look gorgeous. You’ll definitely be the most stunning tonight.”
“Giggle, you sure know how to make a girl happy,” Hu Jing flirtatiously threw Ye Fan a coquettish look without being too obvious, pouting with a bright smile.
Then, she sighed with a “ai” and said, “I don’t even know if I’ll be able to catch a rich husband tonight. A woman’s best years are only so few.”
Ye Fan felt a bit uncomfortable listening to this, perhaps a typical male discomfort at the thought of beautiful women throwing themselves into someone else’s arms.
“Heh, as I recall your first time attending a Yun Qi Club party, you had most of the men there circling around you. How could you not catch a rich scion or a second-generation official?” Ye Fan smiled, “It’s just that you’re too picky, nothing suits your eye.”
Ye Fan didn’t intend to persuade Hu Jing to give up on the idea of fishing for a wealthy husband; everyone has their own life, and even as friends, you can’t easily interfere with their thinking, forcing them to be like you.
Moreover, Hu Jing, a modern-day White Bone Demon of the big city, was shrewd and had her own bottom line. She wouldn’t throw out her net without seeing a rabbit, and wouldn’t sell everything just for the sake of landing a wealthy husband.
“Thanks for your comforting words,” Hu Jing suddenly said with a playful laugh, “If I can’t catch one that satisfies me, I’d rather stay single for life than cheapen myself for those loser men.”
The two chatted and laughed for a while, and when the time was right, they finally drove their own cars to attend the Yun Qi Club party.