Chapter 35: Qiuqiu kissed her?!

Yu Ling waited in eager anticipation, feeling like a shivering little vegetable sprout in the field; with every gust of cold wind, her petals seemed to flutter and fall away.

"Oh, poor little cabbage, yellow in the field..."

Suddenly, Yu Ling's eyes lit up.

A graceful figure walked in through the entrance. A long red dress clung to her slender frame, its impeccable tailoring and exquisite design highlighting her alluring, curvaceous figure, while her waist was slim enough to be encircled by one's hands.

Every glance and smile was brimming with charm; her every movement radiated irresistible allure.

"Mom, I've seen a fairy..."

Chu Ming stood up, covering her mouth with her hands, her eyes wide with sheer amazement. She was so beautiful, so breathtakingly beautiful, that she was left speechless.

Yu Ling glanced at her and shook her head. Well, it seemed her own reaction when she first met Qiuqiu all those years ago wasn't too embarrassing after all.

Qiuqiu was truly stunning. With a French grandfather, she possessed a perfect blend of exotic Eurasian features and Eastern beauty—an absolute bombshell. The first time they met, even Yu Ling had been bewitched by that beautiful face.

Cheng Suqiu was at the bar chatting with the bartender, and once finished, she began searching the room for Yu Ling. Excited, Yu Ling stood up and waved at her. Seeing her, Cheng Suqiu immediately beamed, waved back, and headed toward their private booth.

Watching the beauty approach, Chu Ming’s heart began to race. In her excitement, she grabbed Zhang Yue’s sleeve. "Look, look! The beautiful lady is coming over! Ahhhhh!"

Caught off guard by the sudden tug, Zhang Yue stumbled, his body tilting until he leaned against her shoulder. The unexpected physical contact sent a ripple of emotion through them both.

The excitement on Chu Ming’s face vanished instantly, replaced by an awkward expression. She turned and shoved Zhang Yue away, unable to meet his eyes.

"You..."

Putting some distance between them, she crossed her arms defensively and asked in a raised voice, "Why did you suddenly lean on me? Are you molesting me?"

Zhang Yue glanced at her with a look of utter helplessness. "You were the one who yanked me. How does that make me the one molesting you?"

Knowing she was in the wrong, Chu Ming guiltily looked away and muttered, "Well, you could have dodged."

Zhang Yue retorted without thinking, "My eyes aren't on you. How was I supposed to know you’d suddenly pull me?"

Chu Ming opened her mouth, but couldn't find a single word to argue back. Fair enough, that was true. But could this guy, Zhang Yue, be any more tactless?

Why did even the most ordinary things sound so harsh coming out of his mouth?

Chu Ming felt a surge of nameless anger. She glared at Zhang Yue, turned her back on him, and decided to ignore him. Zhang Yue rubbed the bridge of his nose; he hadn't said anything wrong, had he? He was clearly the victim here. Sigh, it was impossible to explain.

Chu Ming secretly observed the interaction between the two, and just from that observation, she discovered something quite extraordinary.

Better not say anything yet, right? It seemed the parties involved hadn't even realized it themselves. Having feasted on a juicy piece of gossip, Yu Ling felt thoroughly satisfied, keeping her secrets well-hidden.

Just as Cheng Suqiu was about to walk in, a man blocked her path. Yu Ling frowned. From her perspective, the man was holding his phone and gesturing at Cheng Suqiu.

Trying to get her number, no doubt? Yu Ling guessed.

She pulled her mask up, lowered the brim of her hat, and walked toward them.

Cheng Suqiu was becoming annoyed. This man, who had appeared out of nowhere, was incredibly persistent, insisting on getting her contact information. She had already rejected him at least three times, yet he refused to leave and kept blocking her way.

Cheng Suqiu flexed her fingers, wondering if she should resort to physical force, when she saw Yu Ling walking toward her.

Her savior had arrived.

Cheng Suqiu relaxed completely. She raised an eyebrow, looking at the man with a playful, enigmatic smile. Perfect—she would use this as an opportunity to see how much the little girl had grown over the past three years.

Seeing the beauty smile, the man assumed his sweet talk had worked. He looked her up and down, sneering internally, "Dressing like a slut to come to a bar—isn't she just here to hook a rich guy?"

Cheng Suqiu didn't miss the look of disdain in his eyes. She chuckled inwardly, giving him a cold, sharp glance.

The man, clearly feeling confident of victory, reached out as if to grab Cheng Suqiu's hand. "Beauty, just add me on WeChat. Let me take you out to dinner another day."

"Sir, she won't be going to dinner with you," Yu Ling said, stepping past him. She smiled brightly, tucked her arm into Cheng Suqiu's, and stood firmly in front of her.

Annoyed at being interrupted, the man was about to lash out, but upon hearing Yu Ling's voice, he forcibly suppressed his anger. He sized Yu Ling up; judging by her aura, she appeared to be a beauty as well.

However, she was wearing a mask and her hat was pulled low, so he could only see her frost-like brows and eyes. But even just those eyes were exquisite, bright and alluring. The man became even more convinced that this newcomer was also a beauty.

He grinned, though the expression looked lewd and ugly. "Beauty, what's this? Are you coming with us too?"

Yu Ling arched an eyebrow. A mischievous, wicked curve touched her lips beneath the mask. She laughed, "Not a chance. Neither of us is going."

"Why not?"

"Obviously, because..." Yu Ling drew out the words, purposely adding, "because she is my girlfriend."

With that, under the man’s gaze of confusion and shock, she turned and gave Cheng Suqiu a quick kiss. She even made a playful "mwah" sound with her lips before stepping back to Cheng Suqiu's side and wrapping an arm around her slender waist.

Cheng Suqiu gave her a look that was half-mocking, half-affectionate, then leaned into Yu Ling's embrace with a coy, bashful expression.

Witnessing this, the man’s jaw dropped. He felt as though his entire worldview had been shattered.

Yu Ling stifled a laugh and said, "Sir, you see clearly now, don't you? If you want to steal someone away, you have to see if I agree first."

"And another thing..." Yu Ling blinked and added, "My girlfriend only likes me. She doesn't like men."

That should make him retreat in defeat, right? Yu Ling thought to herself.

Suddenly, she felt a warm sensation on her cheek.

Yu Ling’s eyes widened in shock. She turned her neck mechanically and slowly, looking at the person beside her in horror.

Just now! Did Qiuqiu just kiss her?

Ah? Ah!

Cheng Suqiu winked at her with a bashful expression, buried her face in Yu Ling’s chest, and hugged her waist.

Yu Ling: "..."

She blinked, feeling a bit disillusioned. Wait, is this right?

Especially with those hands at her waist, wandering restlessly. Yu Ling gritted her teeth, the heat on her face rising until she felt like she might explode.

No, Yu Ling felt like she was about to explode entirely.

But the man blocking their path hadn't left yet. He stood there with a blank expression, staring at them in disbelief, seemingly unable to recover from the shocking scene he had just witnessed.