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“Lawyer Gu, I didn’t expect you to know… Ling Yu?”

“Of course I know her,” Ling Yu interjected.

Hearing this, Jiang Song’s face turned even paler. He didn’t dare to respond.

Offending the spoiled brat Ling Yu, he would merely lose a money tree.

But if he offended Gu Qing, it would be very difficult to find a suitable lawyer to handle his case.

Stuttering, Jiang Song forced a smile under Gu Qing’s intimidating gaze and lowered his posture, pleading, “Look, since we all know each other, can you please give me face and let’s reminisce. The case is secondary, the relationship between us is key.”

Gu Qing’s gaze lingered on Jiang Song’s face for less than two seconds, and a cold and suffocating aura enveloped him.

“Relationship?” she retorted, her tone rising, carrying a hint of mockery as if looking at an ant.

Gu Qing’s cruelty was different from Ling Yu’s flippancy. Perhaps due to the one-quarter mixed blood in her veins, her facial features were exquisite and deep, and when she stared at someone, her eyes revealed a ferocity like a wolf looking at its prey.

Danger was imminent, and Jiang Song involuntarily took several steps back, his back hitting the corner of the table, causing him to grimace in pain.

Gu Qing glanced at him indifferently and turned around without a word, giving the most ruthless explanation for this “relationship.”

As she brushed past Ling Yu’s shoulder, she suddenly turned her head, “Had enough of a look?”

Ling Yu let out a startled sound, and the smile at the corner of her lips widened uncontrollably.

She shook her head fearlessly, tilting her fair and delicate face, using the corner of her eye to hook at her, “Not yet, I can keep looking…”

Ling Yu was fair, and her small face was buried in the pure white fluff of her down jacket hood, making her face appear even more delicate and porcelain-like.

At this moment, her black and white eyes were twinkling with sparkling lights, her emotions unrestrained, direct, and passionate.

Gu Qing averted her gaze.

She had always disliked being stared at directly, especially when the person staring at her was the simple and innocent Ling Yu.

The latter was like a fearless and brave sun, trying to warm her.

Harsh words had no effect on her at all.

It seemed as if, as long as she wanted, she can easily paint more vivid colors on Ling Yu’s body.

Ling Yu always tried to be a shining, pure sun, without any disguise.

But Gu Qing was accustomed to darkness and hated the approach of innocent women.

Thinking of this, Gu Qing’s expression darkened, and she pulled away the arm that Ling Yu was tightly hugging.

Leaning down to her ear, she lowered her voice and asked, “Does Jiang Song like you?”

The two were very close, and Gu Qing’s pleasant, cold fragrance brushed past.

Light and faintg, it lingered around her nose.

Ling Yu narrowed her eyes appropriately.

Having been a “love-struck fool” for two months, Gu Qing was usually too stingy to even give her a glance. This was the first time she had taken the initiative to get close…

Ling Yu was surprised and raised her wet eyes, “What?”

Gu Qing gave her a deep, polite look, then straightened up and sighed softly, “Then his eyesight is pretty bad… You’re too slutty.”

Ling Yu: “….”

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“Hahahahahaha. She said you’re too slutty? Too slutty! Ling Yu, I never thought you’d have this day.”

Xu Miao covered her stomach and leaned on the bar, almost laughing herself to tears.

This was Zang Hai Club, at 11 o’clock at night.

On the first floor dance floor, the lights were red and green, and the punk rock music was noisy, pushing the atmosphere of the bar to a climax.

Ling Yu shrugged her shoulders and yawned lazily, “Isn’t that right? I thought a woman like Gu Qing was either blind or deaf, or had no experience. Is a real slut the kind of pure-looking student girl like me?”

Ling Yu picked up the mixed-color wine liquid by her hand and brought it to her lips, tilting her head to take a sip.

Xu Miao laughed even harder, and she casually wiped away the physiological tears that had welled up in the corner of her eyes.

She glanced at Ling Yu. Tonight, she was wearing a pure white lace short dress, her long hair was loose, and perhaps because she had just washed her hair, her waist-length black hair had not been dried yet.

The wet hair clung to the fabric, and the moment she turned sideways, she revealed half of her back like satin.

“So, you came here tonight to prove your charm?”

Ling Yu shook her head, nestling into the sofa seat, the emotions on her face visibly fading.

Seeing her cousin’s expression, Xu Miao immediately understood something and carefully chose her words, “What did Yu Xin do to you again?”

It was a statement, her tone carrying a hint of worry.

Ling Yu smiled slightly, reassuring her, “Don’t be nervous.”

This was an admission. Xu Miao’s face darkened, “That bitch! She’s done so many despicable things to you over the years, and even after you moved to Yuncheng, she still won’t stop. Ling Taiguo really knows how to play favorites, doesn’t he?”

Xu Miao fumed, “Don’t try to tough it out. If it gets bad, I’ll go talk to Grandma.”

“It’s nothing serious. There’s no need to bother the elderly.” Ling Yu gave Xu Miao a calming look. Seeing that the champagne hadn’t arrived yet, she poured Xu Miao a glass of ice water.

“As for Yu Xin, she’s not someone who can be taken seriously. She just happened to hear from Jiang Song yesterday that I like women.”

Ling Yu lazily pointed at the dance floor downstairs, “Look, that one downstairs. Yu Xin’s distant niece. Ling Taiguo called tonight and asked me to take care of her.”

Xu Miao glanced at the first floor dance floor following Ling Yu’s finger, her face turning green with anger.

The last frenzy of the night was taking place in the center of the first floor dance floor.

Punk rock blasted below, and on the dim stage, a woman wearing a skimpy, chain-link outfit was performing a pole dance, a rose dangling from her lips.

As she gracefully danced on the pole, the chains on her body clinked suggestively.

“Ahhhhh!”

“I love you, baby!”

“One more!”

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The audience below roared.

The woman Ling Yu had pointed at was none other than this dazzling dancer.

Xu Miao’s face darkened as she slammed her highball glass onto the table, furious. “Those two dogs, how dare they! Do they think the Xu family is all dead?”

“Sister Miao, why get angry with beasts? You know my personality, how could I be affected?” Ling Yu patted her shoulder.

Yu Xin’s dirty tricks were nothing new. The dancer downstairs, with her seductive eyes, clearly came from the entertainment industry.

Even Xu Miao could see that Yu Xin’s intentions were not pure.

Ling Yu knew very well why they were so eager to arrange someone for her.

It could only prove that Ling Taiguo and his wife were impatient and wanted to get rid of her.

Ling Yu smiled meaningfully, softly comforting Xu Miao, then her eyes narrowed suddenly.

The pole dance downstairs was coming to an end. The dancer walked off the stage, surrounded by a crowd of men and women, the cheers growing louder. They all stretched their necks, offering their lips.

Xu Miao had never seen such a chaotic scene on a stage before, comparable to a sex show. She tilted her head and asked Ling Yu, “Are they… going to grab flowers?”

Ling Yu’s gaze fixed on a woman sitting on a high stool at the bar. She blinked and looked again, and it was still the woman she had been chasing after recently.

Ling Yu curled her lips in absurdity and replied absentmindedly, “It’s not grabbing, it’s kissing…”

Xu Miao didn’t notice her abnormality, rubbed her temples, and clicked her tongue. “I have to say, Yuncheng is quite open… it’s more exciting than the clubs we usually go to…”

Before she could finish her compliment, the next second, the female dancer on the stage lightly tapped her toes, smiled with her lips, and gracefully walked through the crowd before going to the bar.

The dancer propped herself up on the table with one hand and leaned towards Gu Qing. The latter was wearing a long black knitted dress that reached her ankles.

Her long, slender legs were together, tilted at a 45-degree angle. Even sitting in a noisy bar, she did not lose her air of noble aloofness.

Watching as the dancer pressed her body closer and closer to Gu Qing, and the latter did not refuse, under the dim lights, she swayed her wine glass, her lips curling slightly.

Ling Yu snorted.

“Huh?” Xu Miao obviously noticed Gu Qing as well. She tapped Ling Yu’s arm uncertainly, “Xiao Yu, isn’t that the woman you’ve been madly in love with recently?”

The bar lights flickered, and Ling Yu narrowed her eyes.

The bar lights flickered on and off, and Ling Yu narrowed her eyes.

“Yeah”

She casually tossed away her wine glass, propped herself up on her arm and stood up. Her peach blossom eyes curved into the shape of a crescent moon as she said, walking downstairs, “I’ve been chasing her for so long and couldn’t catch up. I thought she was asexual, but it turns out I wasn’t slutty enough… Why didn’t you say so earlier!”

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