Chapter 902: Homeward Bound with Splendor

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In this moment, time seemed to stand still, and the atmosphere was very subtle, very subtle.

However, although their postures were graceful, Qiao Jing had her eyes wide open, revealing a strong sense of disbelief, as if she had been stunned!

No matter how hard she tried, she never expected Wang Zheng to make such an action!

Of course, at this moment, Wang Zheng's eyes were also wide open. The two stared at each other with big eyes, their mouths and tongues not moving; such a kiss really had no aesthetic value.

The crowd watched Qiao Jing's expression and started to jeer and gloat!

Wang Zheng felt that Qiao Jing's lips were soft and very comfortable. He couldn't explain why he did this just now, how it came about, was it because the male hormones in his body had been excessively increasing recently, beyond control, desperately needing release That shouldn't be the case!

Or perhaps it was because Qiao Jing's charm was too great, making him unable to extricate himself

Hmm, looking at the curve on Qiao Jing’s chest, Wang Zheng nodded. This reason could pass muster—so he wasn't lacking in willpower.

After Qiao Jing stood still, she looked at Wang Zheng's expression and couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at" Wang Zheng felt that his behavior just now was somewhat inappropriate and embarrassing. He said with ill grace.

"Little brother, do you know how cute you were just now" Qiao Jing whispered in Wang Zheng's ear: "Sis even felt a little moved, but your kissing skills are really not very good."

"When I'm good at something, I fear you'll start crying." Wang Zheng glared fiercely at the female demon; she was really pressing her luck.

"Let's go over there and sit down," Qiao Jing didn't hesitate to grab Wang Zheng’s arm as she headed toward a booth.

On the second-floor railing stood two men and one woman, all of whom were dressed in top-tier luxury brands. They clearly came from backgrounds of great privilege.

"Don’t you think that lady looked familiar just now" The man standing in between them held a glass of alcohol as his eyebrows furrowed slightly; he seemed to have remembered something.

"Second Brother, does this mean you’ve developed feelings for that woman" A woman next to him scoffed with disdain. Her lips were thin and her cheeks high-bridged; while she was generally good-looking, it always gave people an impression of being sharp-tongued.

"No, I just feel like her aura resembles someone," the man replied.

"Shancun Brother, I know who you're talking about. But that woman has been dead for so many years; she won’t be coming back." The shortest of the three men was slightly shorter but carried a roguish demeanor. He smirked lightly: "But this lady is probably quite decent—she looks not much worse than Qiao Jing. If I could get her into bed, it would likely be a beautiful thing."

Qiao Shancun chuckled to himself and didn’t respond. Even though Qiao Jing was his cousin sister, he felt no dissatisfaction with the words of the shorter man.

In fact, when that woman was at her peak, she had been many men’s fantasy object as well.

"Tong Leng, can you not have those kinds of thoughts in your head all day Every time you see a woman, it's like you think about nothing else—don't you find yourself disgusting" The woman coldly snorted.

"Hey, Xue Bing, I’m telling you now; tonight I absolutely must get this lady into bed," the shorter man had a lecherous expression on his face as he chuckled: "Within an hour, she’ll definitely be begging for mercy. Want to make it a bet"

"Besides, her temperament resembles Qiao Jing’s somewhat—don’t you think there would be great satisfaction in subduing such a woman"

Qiao Xuebing coldly said, "I have no interest in your schemes. By the way, Tong Leng, can you stop mentioning that woman all the time A dead person who’s been gone for so many years is not worth remembering."

Tong Leng glanced at Qiao Xuebing and said, "Xuebing, now you're the little princess of the Qiao family. But there's something I have to tell you."

"Speak your mind," Qiao Xuebing impatiently said.

"You're scared." Tong Leng said with profound meaning.

"I’m scared Of what" Qiao Xuebing’s disdain was even more obvious.

"You hate her, and you fear her. You’re afraid that she’ll come back," Tong Leng laughed: "A person in the situation is confused while an onlooker sees clearly."

"Tong Leng, if you keep saying things like this, I will tell Uncle Tong to have your tongue cut out when I get home," Qiao Xuebing coldly said. "That woman deserved her death! It was exactly where she belonged!"

Second Young Master of the Qiao family, Qiao Shancun spoke up: "Tong Leng, if you're going to pursue a girl, do it quickly and take care of the guy next to her first. I’ll be watching here, so if you don’t succeed, don’t come back."

"Alright then, I'll get ready," Tong Leng said with an evil laugh as he left.

“Second Brother, why do you like this too” Qiao Xuebing complained.

"I want to clear up the doubts in my mind." Qiao Shancun shook his head with profound meaning.

"What doubts"

"What do you think" Qiao Shanchun said, "I feel very uneasy tonight. I don't know why, but I can't believe that Qiao Jing is really dead."

"But she truly is," Qiao Xuebing crossed her arms and smiled: "That woman deserved to die."

Qiao Jing sat in the chair, reflecting the disco lights and Wang Zheng's face. Rarely did she exude such a nostalgic and melancholic aura.

"Actually, since I left Hong Kong, I haven't danced once. You might not believe it, but given my nature, I haven’t even set foot in any nightclub again."

"All of this is about to change," Wang Zheng could only offer such comfort; he used to think his life was hard, but there were countless others whose fates were more tragic than his.

Qiao Jing smiled slightly: "It's a pity they once called me the Night Queen. Such an impressive title wasted on me. But even if I were to regain everything and return to my flamboyant lifestyle from twenty-five or twenty-six years ago, I wouldn't be able to go back."

"People change, and your changes are irreversible," Wang Zheng tapped lightly on the table.

"May I ask what would you like to drink" The waiter approached politely but couldn’t help glancing at Qiao Jing repeatedly; he had paid two hundred Hong Kong dollars each to the other two waiters for this chance to serve the goddess up close.

"What do you want to drink" Qiao Jing looked at Wang Zheng, her eyes revealing an indescribable emotion.

"Tonight is a special night. Let's have something strong."

Wang Zheng rarely let alcohol numb his mind and body; tonight was the first night back in Hong Kong for Qiao Jing, burying the past and embracing new chapters bravely.

The journey ahead would be like a rainbow.is is the political center of China, where dragons coil and tigers lie! If you wish to marry into our Chu Family, I welcome it with both hands. But if you create trouble in Beijing and bring troubles...