<h4>Chapter 49: How About A Parting Kiss</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <strong>Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion


    Yue Tingfeng’s face darkened after hearing those words.


    Yan Qingsi stroked his face. She ced a kiss on the side of his mouth and smiled feverishly. “I remember Mr. Yue as a mancking restraint. When you were tearing my clothes with such familiarity. That time with all the reporters, you kissed me with such passion, and you were naked too. And now you’re acting all shy and coy. It’s really not what I’m used to.”


    Yue Tingfeng...


    Why did it feel like their roles had been reversed?


    His lines were stolen.


    This was the first time Yue Tingfeng was somewhat disheartened yet he could not say a word.


    Yan Qingsi turned around and took her bag. “Alright, I gave you your parting kiss. I need to leave now. Keep yourself entertained and stop whining.”


    She chided as if she was a parent berating her child who was throwing a tantrum over candy.


    Yue Tingfeng wiped the lipstick stain at the corner of his mouth and smiled.


    He stuck his arm out to block the leaving Yan Qingsi. A package was shoved into her arms.


    From a cursory nce, Yan Qingsi realized it was a new phone. The exterior was ming red, much like Yan Qingsi’s go-to lipstick color.


    Yan Qingsi lifted her head and stared at Yue Tingfeng’s cool expression. “It has my number. Don’t call me unless it’s important,” he said.


    While his tone was indifferent, the words could be interpreted as such: If anything important happens, you must call me.


    Yan Qingsi thought of her own phone. Till today, Yue Tingfeng the bastard still refused to admit that he stole her phone that night.


    Fine, she would keep the debt in mind and collect when it was time.


    Sheughed in a mocking tone. “Oh? Is this a recement for my stolen phone? Since when was our Young Master Yue so stingy? Do you think a phone will get you a woman? I’m not that easy.”


    Yue Tingfeng’s eyes flickered down toward her chest, hinting at her. “Whatever you want next time, you can earn by servicing me.”


    Yan Qingsi ced the phone into her bag. She trailed her finger under Yue Tingfeng’s chin.


    “Alright! Be vignt for you’ll be emptying your pockets willingly!”


    Three years ago when they were caught, Yan Qingsi had told Yue Tingfeng that his money was not worth her time.


    Yan Qingsi was not lying then. Whoever she marked, she could skillfully extract money from them.


    “Okay, I will be taking my leave. Not everyone can be like you, without a care for money.”


    Yue Tingfeng saidzily, “Come and serve me and I’ll guarantee that money won’t be an issue.”


    The words made Yan Qingsi feel like punching him in the face.


    She raised an eyebrow. “That’s for nighttime, not now.”


    She waved and turned to leave. Yue Tingfeng watched as she walked away without so much as a nce back. He was not satisfied with just letting Yan Qingsi go.


    This trip would have gained him nothing.


    He trailed behind her with a smirk on his face. “Say, Yan Mingxiu is still in the ICU, right?”


    Yan Qingsi’s face froze and her pace faltered. She did not turn around but asked, “What did you say?”


    Yue Tingfeng watched her silhouette. “Yan Mingxiu got in an ident yesterday night, you don’t know?”


    Right at that moment, Yan Qingsiughed. “Oh, really? I really didn’t know. Thanks for giving me such great news, I’ll treat you a meal next time.”


    Yue Tingfeng folded his arms and took stock of Yan Qingsi’s calm demeanor.


    “Guess who I saw yesterday night at 11 o’clock in Central Square?”