327: Feed me

Feed me

Did she really think that Qin Yan would be upset hearing this? She didn't feel a thing. Because to her family background meant nothing. She herself was capable enough to take care of a family.1

"So what?" Qin Yan looked at the indignant and jealous Nie Mianmian. Her lips curled up slowly as she calmly said, "Even if what Miss Nie says is true, that Ah Ting and I will break up in the future… at least I got to have him."

"I got to enjoy his care and love, to have a wonderful relationship with him. When I think about it in the future, I'll remember it as a good memory. There's nothing to regret."

"In any case, I'm much luckier than Miss Nie. You've been by his side for so long, and you were once his only female friend. In that sense, Miss Nie, you also have your uniqueness."

"But the person he chose eventually isn't you. Oh, wait. He never chose you. To him, you're just an old friend. He told me before that he treats you as a younger sister."

"So, even if I didn't marry him, you wouldn't have been the one. I really don't know what Miss Nie is feeling indignant about."

Qin Yan walked around Nie Mianmian as she watched her expression become awful. She walked towards Xi Ting's desk and pulled his leather chair out. Under the shocked and angry eyes of Nie Mianmian, she took a seat.

The black leather chair was extremely soft and comfy. Qin Yan felt that this really was the real deal. It was so comfortable.

Nie Mianmian looked as if she was witnessing something utterly incredible. Her eyes were wide and angry, "Miss Qin, Ah Ting hates it when people use his things without asking for permission."

"How could you…"

"Oh," Qin Yan smiled and, before waiting for her to finish her sentence, picked up Xi Ting's mug and took a sip from it.

Nei Mianmian's eyes widened even further. The anger was even more evident as well.

"Qin Yan, how could you touch others' things like this?" Nie Mianmian fumed as if it was her item that was being messed with. "Ah Ting has germophobia. He'll get angry if you drink from his mug. You're too rude."

"Cleanliness freak?" Qin Yan feigned shock as she looked amused, "Miss Nie, are you sure my boyfriend has germophobia?"

The way she said "boyfriend" annoyed Nie Mianmian.

She said coldly, "Of course. I've known Ah Ting for over 20 years. I understand him well."

"The Xi Ting I know isn't the same as the one Miss Nie knows," Qin Yan deliberately appeared shocked and curious, "I don't think he has germophobia. People with germophobia don't like kissing others, right? But he kisses me all the time. My lipstick barely stays on because he's always taking it off."

Nie Mianmian was speechless.

"Unless he has different standards for family members and outsiders?" Qin Yan emphasized the word "outsiders" with an innocent expression.

Nie Mianmian's expression changed further. She clenched her fists and said, "Qin Yan, don't think I will believe your words. Ah Ting doesn't like you at all. There's no point lying to me, I won't believe you."

"Haha. Miss Nie, why should I lie? Is it in your place to say whether my boyfriend likes me or not? Do you think that as his girlfriend, I'd understand my relationship any less than an outsider like you?"

"If deceiving yourself makes you feel better, then go ahead. Anyway, I know that my Ah Ting loves me a lot."

Qin Yan did this on purpose. She knew what Nie Mianmian minded the most, and she used it against her. As she guessed, Nie Mianmian's expression crumbled.

"Qin Yan, you're the one deceiving yourself," Nie Mianmian was practically heaving from the anger, but she swallowed it anyway, "Ah Ting doesn't love you, you know that very well. There's no use insisting on it in front of me when everyone knows the truth."

Qin Yan sneered, "The truth is that Xi Ting has been entranced by my charm and is madly in love with me. Miss Nie, there's no use insisting otherwise, because I'm clearer about the truth than anyone else."

"You…" Nie Mianmian was about to mock her when she suddenly saw a slender figure at the doorway.

Someone opened the door. Xi Ting walked in, leaving Qin Yan in utter shock. Wasn't he in a meeting? Didn't Tong Chunian say that he'd take an hour before it ended?

When did he come over? Did he hear all that she'd said? The thought of that possibility embarrassed Qin Yan. She wanted to dig a hole to hide.

She only said it to spite Nie Mianmian because he wasn't around. And she'd just said that he was entranced by her charm, madly in love…

Just as Qin Yan was feeling as awkward, the man walked to her and looked at her in the black leather seat.

The seat was wide and huge. She looked so petite in it. From his angle, he could see her long, lush hair. The man's eyes got deeper and darker.

All he had in mind was the thought of what it'd feel like if he pinned her down in that chair…

What would it be like?

His body began reacting once he thought of that.

"Ah Ting, w-why are you…" Qin Yan had no idea what the man was thinking. Her eyes opened wide, and she panicked a little.

"Tong Chunian said you'd arrived," Xi Ting pushed that thought out of his head and looked at her gently, "So I came to have a look."

"O-Oh, is it?" Qin Yan blinked in shock. He must have heard what she said. But it didn't seem like he was going to expose her. Did he intend to save her from embarrassment?

"Mm," Xi Ting seemed not to have noticed the other person in the room. His eyes were on Qin Yan the entire time, and he only talked to her.

"Tong Chunian said you bought him some cake. He tried it and said it was really good. Where's my share, I want to try it too," Xi Ting smiled and reached out for the cake.

Although Qin Yan had no idea whether he really did not see Nie Mianmian, or if he chose to ignore her on purpose, she felt nice that Nie Mianmian was practically nonexistent.

She glanced at Nie Mianmian standing diagonally behind Xi Ting. Her expression was awful.

"Of course, you have a share," Qin Yan hurriedly took the chance to add fuel to fire.

Xi Ting took the cake out of the bag. It was a strawberry mousse cake. He looked at Qin Yan very tenderly and handed her the spoon, "Feed me."

Qin Yan was speechless. Xi Ting sounded almost coquettish when he said that, and she felt her heart tense up. She looked at that handsome face and immersed herself in his aura and charm with a pounding heart.

He was such a flirt. It was a fatal blow to her. She couldn't resist it.

"Baby," Xi Ting stuffed the spoon into Qin Yan's hand when she didn't respond. He repeated once again in his captivating voice, "Feed me."

Qin Yan felt as if his eyes were a deep, dark abyss, swallowing her into the depths of nowhere.

Her mind went blank as she automatically, almost without conscious control, scooped a spoonful of cake and brought it close to his lips.

Xi Ting chuckled and then opened his mouth to eat the cake oh-so-gently. Spoonful by spoonful, he finished up the cake, while Qin Yan's heart continued to race.

Qin Yan's already slightly reddened face got even redder. Even her little earlobes were slightly pink. The way the man was eating this cake… was too sexy.

Especially when he kept his gaze on her the whole time. Qin Yan felt as if she was the one being eaten, not the cake.

At this thought, her heart began pounding quickly again. Her cheeks got warmer too.

What made it even worse was how the man licked the cream off the side of his lips, where she'd accidentally touched it with the spoon.

The way he licked was as sexy as it could possibly get. He was such a flirt. Qin Yan wondered if he was doing it on purpose.

When Xi Ting was done licking the cream, he said, "It's good." He then bit on the spoon lightly and said, "Baby, continue feeding me."

Qin Yan was speechless. He didn't see how furious Nie Mianmian looked. If she continued feeding him, Nie Mianmian's glare was really going to kill her.

"Ah Ting…"

A trembling voice broke the mood.

Qin Yan turned around and saw Nie Mianmian's bloodshot eyes. She looked sad and aggrieved as she looked at Xi Ting.

She almost choked as she said, "Are you still angry with me? I know I was wrong in trying to harm Qin Yan. I'm willing to apologize to her. I'll do anything as long as you forgive me."

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