Ambrose sauntered towards Qin Qin with an easy gait, "hello, little beauty, you work for Mo Yunchen, how come I’ve never seen you before?"
Ambrose was flirting with Qin Qin alone, but he didn’t notice the changing expressions on Mo Tang and Mo Sheng’s faces behind him—trouble was brewing, Ambrose was in for it today.
Qin Qin glanced at Ambrose, the man seemed interested in her on the surface, but his eyes betrayed no real fascination.
Qin Qin’s lips curved in a smile as she looked past Ambrose to Mo Yunchen not far away, only to see Mo Yunchen with furrowed brows, scowling at them with an ugly expression.
Before Qin Qin could answer, Ambrose felt a bloodthirsty chill behind him.
"Hey, man, you gave me a fright, what, just because I’m chatting with a beauty, you have to make that kind of face?" Ambrose jumped at Mo Yunchen’s presence behind him, questioning his reaction. Wasn’t he his good friend anymore? Couldn’t they play nicely?
Ambrose had never imagined Mo Yunchen would have a girlfriend. Given his character, even after more than ten years with Jing Zhiyue, he never seemed interested, so how could such a cold-hearted person possibly have a girlfriend?
Mo Yunchen shot Ambrose a cold glance and stepped forward to grab Qin Qin’s hand.
Ambrose’s eyes widened, "Damn, what’s happening? Scared the hell outta me."
Qin Qin stood quietly by Mo Yunchen’s side, her lips lifted in a faint smile. She didn’t know who the man before her was, but if he could stand here and behave with Mo Yunchen, clearly their relationship was out of the ordinary.
"Master An, this lady is Master Mo’s fiancée," Mo Tang stepped forward and whispered, as Ambrose’s Chinese name was An Ruichen, so Mo Tang addressed him as Master An.
"Fiancée? Since when did Mo Yunchen have a fiancée?" An Ruichen slapped his cheeks in disbelief. He’d only been away from Mo Yunchen for a while, and suddenly this lifelong bachelor had a girlfriend, and judging by their demeanor, Mo Yunchen seemed genuinely interested in this girl.
"I must still be asleep," he mumbled.
An Ruichen continued to doubt and couldn’t help but take another look at Qin Qin.
Mo Yunchen gave An Ruichen a warning glance, "Look one more time, and be careful with your eyes."
"No no no, I love these eyes of mine, I believe you, I definitely believe you now," An Ruichen laughed at Mo Yunchen’s jealous expression. It was unbelievable to see Mo Yunchen interested in a woman for the first time, truly intriguing.
"Beautiful lady, it’s a pleasure to meet you for the first time. My name is Ambrose, but you can also call me An Ruichen. May I know your name?" An Ruichen smiled widely, showing off his teeth as he introduced himself.
"Don’t mind him," Mo Yunchen said, leading Qin Qin aside, "Why are you up? Have you eaten?"
"Mm," Qin Qin nodded.
"Hey hey hey, Mo Yunchen, you traitor, so besotted as soon as you see a beauty? Is that really necessary?" An Ruichen stepped forward, scolding Mo Yunchen.
Seeing Mo Yunchen gaze tenderly at Qin Qin by his side, An Ruichen clicked his tongue, "This is truly a rare sight, I must be lucky today to witness it. Beauty, I’m very curious how you managed to conquer him."
Who was Mo Yunchen, the high and mighty Master Mo of Jingdu City, feared yet admired by everyone, known to be cold and cruel—now facing this day no one could believe.
Qin Qin chuckled, "I don’t know either, it just happened."
She quite liked this An Ruichen.
"Oh, beauty, you haven’t told me your name yet?"
"Qin Qin, tell me about your story with Mo Yunchen," An Ruichen clung to Qin Qin, ignoring Mo Yunchen’s malevolent look.
"Got nothing better to do?! Let’s have another match," Mo Yunchen glared coldly at the enthusiastic An Ruichen.
Mo Yunchen picked up a gun from beside him, his phoenix eyes fixed on An Ruichen.
"I’m so over this, let’s do it, I refuse to believe I can’t beat you this time," An Ruichen couldn’t stand Mo Yunchen’s provocation and was determined not to believe he couldn’t win against him once.
Both wearing soundproof earmuffs, they took up their guns and fired towards the distant targets—ten rounds, Mo Yunchen scored bullseyes on all, while An Ruichen had nine bullseyes and one nine-ring shot.
"Damn, I lost again, I’m done playing." Just as he was about to give up, An Ruichen suddenly turned to Qin Qin at his side, stroking his chin, "Qin Qin, let’s have a round."
If he won against Qin Qin, wouldn’t it mean he’d beaten Mo Yunchen? An Ruichen laughed internally; he wasn’t shameless, but who said he couldn’t be cheeky?