Chapter 41: He Has A Fiancee

Su Qianxun looked at the young woman in front of her. She was baffled by her hostility. Was it not their first meeting?

Qi Min snorted in contempt before she turned around to retrieve a set of clothes. She chose the most conservative piece, a black tracksuit, from among all the beautiful clothes. She then turned and threw the tracksuit onto the floor in front of Su Qianxun.

“Put this on right here!”

For a moment, Su Qianxun did not know how to react.

“I need a bra too.”

Su Qianxun’s expression turned cold as well. It had always been her life principle to stay polite if others were polite. However, she was not a pushover, and if someone were to mess with her, she would not let that person exploit her.

Qi Min said nothing.

Regardless of how reluctant she was, she had no choice but to get Su Qianxun a bra.

When Su Qianxun looked at the bra, which was again thrown onto the floor next to her feet, she smiled instead. The black tracksuit, which was meant for men, made her skin look especially fair, and her long, seaweed-like hair was spread all over her shoulders. Her smile was so alluring that it actually made Qi Min’s heart skip a beat.

“You… Why are you smiling? Hurry up and put these clothes on, and stop trying to seduce the young master! I’ve seen a lot of shameless woman like you, and they were all cast out by the young master in the end!” Qi Min glared at her, angry from embarrassment.

Su Qianxun finally knew where the young woman’s hostility was coming from. It was actually because of Long Sijue. She liked that man.

“I don’t want to change into these clothes anymore!” Su Qianxun turned and was about to leave.

Qi Min tried to pull her back, but Su Qianxun dodged her hand. “The young master told you to change. How dare you disobey his order!” Qi Min said furiously.

“He told you… to bring me here to change. You will also be held responsible if I don’t change.” Su Qianxun shrugged nonchalantly.

“You…”

Qi Min did not expect it to be so tough to handle the young woman. Su Qianxun was right. Long Sijue assigned the task to her mother, but she took matters into her own hands and assumed the responsibility.

If the young woman really went back to Long Sijue’s room in such a state, Qi Min was afraid that her mother would be punished!

As Su Qianxun stared at her, Qi Min reluctantly picked the clothes up from the floor and handed them to Su Qianxun.

Su Qianxun took them in a languid manner and asked, “Where’s the changing room?”

Qi Min said nothing.

Su Qianxun completely ignored Qi Min after she changed into the new set of clothes. She wanted to meet Long Sijue—the con man—immediately!

Qi Min followed her out and said in disdain, “The young master has a fiancee. Even though you’ve climbed into his bed, you’re just a mistress who can’t see the light of day.”

Su Qianxun felt a prick in her heart. Mistresses were what she hated the most in her life! She would never become anyone’s mistress!

“The young master’s fiancee is Lan Qingchen, the most beautiful woman in Dragon City. Not only is Young Mistress Lan beautiful, but the Lan family is also a prestigious family in Dragon City. Someone like you can’t even measure up to one strand of Young Mistress Lan’s hair… Even though the young master is pampering you now, he’s only toying with you!”

Qi Min was almost going crazy from all the jealousy. After she came back, she had heard the servants at home talking about the young woman whom the young master brought home and about how she even spent the night in the young master’s room. Right then, she felt as though she had been struck by lightning.

Su Qianxun remained silent.

She did not intend to pay any heed to the woman. She remembered the way back this time, and she went straight into Long Sijue’s room.

Long Sijue was putting on his clothes, while a woman dressed in black was standing beside him. Su Qianxun remembered the woman. The lady was also present when she went to find Long Sijue the day before.

“Long Sijue, I have something to tell you.” Su Qianxun entered the room and stared at Long Sijue with her black, watery eyes. Her gaze was obviously an accusatory one.

Long Sijue paused for a moment. He lowered his hands and ordered, “Come here.”