Queen Revenge

“Don’t know?”

“Don’t know?” Yao Mubai frowned, “If you don’t know him how did he find you, leaning so close to you, almost sticking to you.”

“I don’t know.” I glared at him, “Yao Mubai, what do you mean, who doesn’t know what kind of person Han Zilong is? Don’t say it in such an ambiguous way.”

“Ambiguous?” The corner of Yao Mubai’s mouth rose, holding a playful smile, “You guys? Ambiguous?”

“No, I don’t mean that.” I eagerly explained, obviously not that meaning, but Yao Mubai made it sound like I really had something with Han Zilong.

Yao Mubai puts his legs back and sits up straight, his expression is particularly serious: “But that’s what I mean.”

“What, are you jealous?”

I just said that, I didn’t expect him to “En.” A sound.

I thought I heard wrong, there was a moment, the air seemed to freeze, my whole person was frozen like a wooden chicken.

What did he mean by that?

Could it be that, as Wang Yuan said, Yao Mubai he … is a good man?

No, no, no, it can’t be.

He added: “Han Zilong has a bad reputation, you stay away from him, don’t cause a mess.”

So that’s it.

I was the one who got the wrong idea.

Feeling very embarrassed, I coughed lightly and said with a straight face, “I think I saw Kelly Zex at the party.”

“Kelly Zex? “Yao Mubai mouthed the name and muttered to himself, “What was she doing at the banquet?”

“She’s with Ke Zhen, anyway, you’re dead set against Ke Zhen to the end, as long as there’s news of him, you’re bound to show up.”

“Then I thank you for the information.” Yao Mubai abruptly smiled and asked me again, “You haven’t seen Yao Murong?”

“Yao Murong?” I was a bit puzzled, “Saw him, why are you asking about him, it’s hard to believe that you are really like what they said, you don’t get along with Yao Murong, and are deliberately looking for trouble?”

“I don’t have that much free time to look for trouble.” Yao Mubai’s face sank, “As long as it’s about Ke Zhen’s people and matters, I won’t let it go.”

“What could Yao Murong have to do with Ke Zhen.”

I looked at him in a daze and said, “Why don’t you and Yao Murong get along?”

He doesn’t get along with Walker Richter, and he doesn’t get along with Yao Murong, as if the whole world has a grudge against him, and he catches everyone he sees.

Anyway, Yao Murong mentioned Yao Mubai with a disdainful look, like there is some deep hatred, even if they are not blood brothers, at least they grew up together in Yao family, how can there be such a big hatred?

“Don’t pry into things you shouldn’t ask about.” Yao Mubai: “Let’s go.”

I subconsciously asked, “Where to?”

Yao Mubai smiled, “What, are you going to wait for Han Zilong here?”

Who waits for him.

“I have nothing to do with him.” I emphasized again.

“Hmm.” He dropped that one word and turned around to go out, and I immediately followed.

I followed Yao Mubai into his Shepherd, a wide field of vision, cold streets, listening to the car’s soothing music, actually have a feeling of a million years.

There are couples on the side of the road selling late-night snacks, hot wontons.

Yao Mubai parked the car on the side of the road, “Go eat something.”NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

He jumped out of the car, I smelled the aroma of chaos, and I was really hungry, got out of the car and walked over.

During the Spring Festival there are very few who didn’t go back to their hometowns to celebrate the New Year, so there are fewer who come to eat late-night snacks, there is only a small couple eating next to them, the two should be in hot love, very mushy, I looked at them, somewhat nostalgic for my own youth.

Yao Mubai looked at me, and then looked back at the small couple next door, “Thinking of spring?”

I gave him a blank look, “You’re the one who’s horny.”

When the chaos was served, Yao Mubai poked the table with his chopsticks and said in a very dramatic manner, “Don’t be deceived by some illusions, I’ve seen a lot of couples like this who are so delicate today, but can kill each other tomorrow.”

“Can you say something nice out of your mouth.” I said, “You’re not happy in your life, so you expect everyone else to be as unhappy as you are, right?”

“Heh.” Yao Mubai snorted coldly, “Say it like you’re happy.”

“At least I’m happier than you.” I bit down hard on the chaos and drank two mouthfuls of soup, my stomach instantly warmed up and my entire body heated up.

When I looked up, I realized that Yao Mubai had been staring at me, and as if he was looking at someone else through me.

“What’s wrong with you?”

Yao Mubai’s eyes flickered and his sight moved away, “You look a lot like her.”

“Her?” I guessed, “You mean Chu Xian’er?”

In Yao Mubai’s life, I had only heard of Chu Xian’er as a woman, Wang Yuan was his subordinate, not counted in the list.

“Uh-huh.” He didn’t deny it and said, “She’s obviously living a miserable life, but she always says she’s happy, this is the same as you.”

Yao Mubai was the only one who said his girlfriend was miserable.

“With a boyfriend like you, it’s anyone who is miserable.”

Yao Mubai asked me seriously, “Where am I worse?”

Strictly speaking, Yao Mubai is the best candidate for a boyfriend, with money, face, material and security.

But it is precisely these that will make women stay away from him.

He sat upright, stared at me very seriously, and asked, “Alva Hill, if I were to be your boyfriend, how would it be?”