Chapter 9 Ringing the Bell "Lie"
Chapter nine
I have to say that Wen Jiangchu hid Chen Qiudu very well.
He arranged Shen Qiudu in a hidden private room on the second floor, but it was large enough to see the movements of everyone at the auction, and the exhibits would be delivered to the private room in advance.
Everyone who came to the auction knew that there was a man beside Wen Jiangchu, but no one knew Chen Qiudu's identity or appearance.
Because the Wen family was the organizer of this auction, after Wen Jiangchu settled Chen Qiudu, he went downstairs immediately to start receiving other people.
Chen Qiudu walked out of the room slowly, found a secluded corner on the second floor, put his hands on the railing, and carefully looked at everything happening below the scene.
Most of his face was hidden in the darkness, and no light could penetrate his deep eyes. His gaze moved silently from the passers-by to Wen Jiangchu.
He watched Wen Jiangchu considerately take care of all the guests, chatting with people familiarly, and occasionally putting his arm around someone's shoulder or giving them a brief hug.
Or she might take the wine glass handed to her by someone and drink it, revealing the smile that only appears when she is intimate with him.
Sometimes the looks he gave others and the expressions he showed were things that even Shen Qiudu had never seen before.
A vulgar emotion, like moss after a rainstorm, slowly seeps into every unnoticed corner. The hands holding the railings clench little by little, and the sharp wooden thorns, like extremely thin blades, cut into the body along the lines of the skin.
The feeling that Chen Qiudu couldn't explain roared through his chest and head, and was finally attributed by him to the pride of having expected it to come true.
See, he knew that people like Wen Jiangchu would not really care about him at all. They just treated him as a kitten or puppy on the street, and only had a moment of pity and joy for him.
The reason he stayed longer now was simply because he could be the vehicle for Wen Jiangchu's healing.
Even so, Chen Qiudu did not feel any joy. An inexplicable low pressure enveloped his heart, and his eyes fell on the hand of Wen Jiangchu that was hugging someone.
This is the hand that shook someone's hand one second, and then put its arm around someone else's back the next. What will it do next? Will it touch someone else's shoulder like it did to him before?
Wen Jiangchu, you are really great.
He doesn't care what he says or does to others.
But the more he thought about it, the more Wen Jiangchu's words came back to him. His head hurt more and more, but Chen Qiudu could bear it. He still stared at Wen Jiangchu's every move, his eyes unable to take in anything else.
Wen Jiangchu, you are indeed a playboy and a big liar.
"He really brought you here?"
Suddenly, a provocative male voice came from the side.
Chen Qiudu didn't even glance at him, still watching every move of the people downstairs, his face had become completely gloomy and he was in a bad mood.
The man was silent for a moment, then sneered, "Why, are you angry and jealous after seeing Wen Jiangchu treat others like this?"
This time Shen Qiudu looked away and looked back at him. It was Xu Zhouye who had gone crazy in his room before. Shen Qiudu's face was stern with disdain.
"Are you ill?"
"What he does is none of my business."
"But you, you said you would take me away, so how come you still have time to attend the auction?"
Xu Zhouye seemed to be accustomed to Chen Qiudu's indifferent sarcasm. He leaned lazily against the railing and turned his head to glance at Chen Qiudu.
"I said, the Song family is still looking for you, so it's not appropriate to leave."
"And I see you're quite popular with Wen Jiangchu. You even wear couple outfits."
"But you've also seen that people like him like to show mercy everywhere. Don't really think of yourself as an exception."
"The story of Cinderella and the prince only happens in fairy tales. Wen Jiangchu is the prince, but you...are not even as good as the little mouse beside Cinderella."
Chen Qiudu raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "If that's what you mean, then what are you, a stepmother?"
"you--"
Xu Zhouye tutted his words lightly, "I just don't want to see you getting deeper and deeper into trouble. I don't want you to be unwilling to leave when the time comes."
"That won't happen, don't worry."
"If you came here today just to slander me, then leave as soon as you're done. I think... you probably don't want to be seen by Wen Jiangchu, right?"
Xu Zhouye immediately put away his smile and followed Chen Qiudu's gaze, just in time to see Wen Jiangchu looking in that direction.
He immediately took a step back and said, "See you next time, I'm really leaving. Chen Qiudu, please don't let me down."
"Not everyone is as idle as you."
Xu Zhouye sneered and quickly left from the other side of the stairs. After a while, Wen Jiangchu came upstairs with a few small cakes.
He looked around and asked in confusion, "I remember seeing Xu Zhouye just now, but why is he gone now? Is he gone?"
Chen Qiudu snorted lightly and ignored the cake that Wen Jiangchu handed over.
"Master Wen is really busy today, trying to take care of everyone. I advise you to go downstairs and take good care of the guests first, so as not to let them suffer any injustice later."
After saying that, Chen Qiudu turned around and went into the house, leaving only an indifferent back.
Seeing this, Wen Jiangchu quickly followed, "Hey Qiudu, you haven't taken the cake yet——"
“I don’t want what others have left.”
Wen Jiangchu pursed his lips and looked at the cake he had carefully selected in a daze. He quickly ran out and called the chef.
"...Yeah, I'll make a few and send them upstairs."
"The previous one won't work. People will see it's the flour from last night! You have to buy a new bag, okay?"
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"What's your relationship with Xu Zhouye?"
As soon as Wen Jiangchu walked into the private room, he heard Chen Qiudu's direct questioning.
Chen Qiudu looked straight ahead, his face calm, as if he was just saying it casually.
"He's a friend I grew up with."
"Xu Zhouye's father and my father were good friends. The two of them supported each other in starting their own businesses. Unfortunately, the Xu family company ran into a funding problem and nearly went bankrupt. Fortunately, my father helped them, and they're doing much better now."
The sofa in the private room was very long. Chen Qiudu sat in the middle. Wen Jiangchu sat next to him without thinking. Their skin touched from time to time, adding a bit of restlessness.
"Is he an Alpha too?"
"Well, it's A-level, but it looks about the same to me."
"Why...are you suddenly asking about him?"
Wen Jiangchu coughed lightly, and looked at Chen Qiudu carefully with his sidelong glance, "I am an S-level Alpha, S-level."
Hearing this, Chen Qiudu felt a surge of evil interest in his heart. He turned around and asked knowingly, "Oh? Then what is your pheromone? If it's S-level, it should be very powerful, right?"
Chen Qiudu stared at Wen Jiangchu's thin lips, his nerves tense.
He is gambling.
Bet on that glimmer of hope.
Listen to whether Wen Jiangchu will lie to himself and cover up the truth.
This was Chen Qiudu's last doubt and test, and also the last chance he gave Wen Jiangchu.
In the dim room, only the flickering silver light of the TV screen remained.
Wen Jiangchu was silent for a long time. The eyes that had once stared at Chen Qiudu sincerely faded little by little. He lowered his eyes and said in a trembling voice: "No... not very powerful, just ordinary."
"What is it? I'm curious."
"It's... wheat."
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