After all, Qingyun's words of refusal were still lingering in his mind.

Xiao Chengzhe felt a chill run down his spine under Zou Minchen's gaze. He secretly wiped away his cold sweat. He couldn't think of any other reason, so he could only attribute it to Zou Minchen's rumored extremely bad temper.

Qingyun was indeed present, but he was standing at the very edge. He was drinking by the window, waiting with great interest for Xiao Chengzhe's good friend Zou Qiyao to appear, completely unaware that Zou Minchen was there.

When Mr. Xiao saw Qingyun return earlier, his face fell, clearly still angry. Qingyun had no interest in getting close to him; if it weren't for Mrs. Xiao's insistence, Qingyun wouldn't have come back at all today.

Zou Qiyao appeared. He ate in the food area for a while, seemingly nonchalant, but his gaze was fixed on Qingyun.

His eyes lit up the moment he saw Qingyun. He hadn't expected Xiao Chengzhe's younger brother to be so good-looking. Even if they turned this fake relationship into a real one, it wouldn't be a loss.

Thinking this, Zou Qiyao's hand, which was sprinkling the powder, trembled slightly. He looked down and then simply poured all the powder into the wine glass.

After sending a message to Xiao Chengzhe, Zou Qiyao placed his phone on the table and walked towards Qingyun with an air of determination.

This was something he had planned with Xiao Chengzhe. Later, Xiao Chengzhe would make an excuse that he couldn't contact him and lead a group of guests to look for him, just in time to catch Xiao Chengnuo forcing himself on him.

Qingyun watched as Zou Qiyao slowly walked towards him. When Zou was still two meters away, his expression suddenly changed. He took two more steps, then finally couldn't hold back any longer and hurriedly threw his wine glass on the table, clutching his stomach as he ran towards the restroom.

Seeing Zou Qiyao sweating profusely and walking hurriedly, Qingyun couldn't help but laugh out loud with pleasure. He swirled the wine in his glass, turned around, and headed upstairs.

Zou Qiyao, who is allergic to seafood, probably won't have the energy to cause trouble after eating the meal Qingyun specially prepared for him.

Zou Minchen, who was standing in the center of the banquet, turned his head and saw the tall figure of the young man at the bottom of the stairs. He immediately walked over to him.

Qingyun strolled towards the lounge. He looked up at the number on the door and, with a mischievous grin, chose the room that Xiao Chengzhe and Zou Qiyao had agreed upon.

I wonder what expression Xiao Chengzhe will have on his face when he brings his men in and finds Qingyun alone in the room.

Qingyun still had a sly smile on her lips, but the door she was about to close was blocked by a strong hand.

The hand slowly exerted force, and Zou Minchen squeezed in.

Looking at the man with deep-set eyes and dark complexion, Qingyun opened her eyes wide in surprise and asked, "What are you doing here?"

He was met with a tight hug from the man.

Zou Minchen buried his face in the young man's neck, inhaling his scent deeply, and only then did he feel some relief from the heart-wrenching pain he had been experiencing these past few days.

I miss you so much.

The voice in her ear was low and hoarse, making Qingyun's heart skip a beat.

Qingyun's rejection a few days ago was like a sharp thorn piercing Zou Minchen's heart, tormenting him and leaving him no peace.

Zou Minchen was frustrated by Qingyun's rejection, yet his longing for her grew wildly in his heart like weeds. But Qingyun's disgust was the most terrible punishment for him, making him afraid to make any rash moves, and he was as uneasy as a young boy.

He even felt like he was addicted to drugs, finding joy in life only when he saw young people.

The people who were with Qingyun had long been withdrawn by Zou Minchen. He hadn't received any news about Qingyun for the past few days, and he felt like he was going crazy, which is why he rushed to Xiao's father's birthday banquet today.

"I thought I had made myself very clear." Qingyun pursed her lips and made a pushing motion with her hand.

"No." A hint of pain flashed between Zou Minchen's brows. He stepped back and looked at Qingyun, his eyes even containing a hint of pleading. "I was wrong before. I shouldn't have had someone follow you. But please give me another chance."

"We didn't... um!"

Zou Minchen sealed Qingyun's unspoken refusal with a kiss. Even the slightest harsh words, coming from the young man's mouth, seemed to him no less cruel than the most brutal torture.

They should have been the closest of friends.

Zou Minchen's lips and tongue swept across Qingyun's mouth. The more pain he felt inside, the fiercer his actions became, but in an instant, they transformed into gentle, star-like touches of tenderness.

The taste of youth was a thousand times better than he had imagined. Once Zou Minchen tasted it, he couldn't stop. He fiercely embraced Qingyun, and his long-suppressed desires erupted like a volcano, making him dizzy.

The incredibly familiar scent forcefully entered Qingyun's mouth and nose, causing him to open his eyes wide in surprise for a moment.

Was it him?

Looking at the message on his phone, Xiao Chengzhe smiled maliciously. He then composed himself and said to his father with a worried expression, "Dad, I just checked, and Qiyao is nowhere to be found. He just said he wasn't feeling well..."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Xiao was immediately alarmed. Zou Minchen was probably here to support his younger brother. If Zou Qiyao made a mistake at their Xiao family banquet, their entire Xiao family would be finished.

"Ask the people at the door if Young Master Zou has gone back yet."

"I've already asked, and they said they haven't seen him go out. Besides, I've been looking for him for quite a while now," Xiao Chengzhe said helplessly.

Mr. Xiao immediately stood up: "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go find them!"

This child named Qingyun truly made them feel inferior.

Hearing the excited gasps below, Nie Chenyuan chuckled with a sense of pride. Qingyun was extremely perceptive; she was not the kind of person who would be swayed by a few words and let a tiger return to the mountain.

After the game ended, he picked up his phone and made a call.

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