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Back at the mansion, Qiao Chuanyang could not take it anymore. She was exhausted from sleeping for the whole afternoon. When she opened her eyes again, the sky had already darkened.

The hunger in his stomach made him come to the kitchen.

"Wang Ma, why is there nothing to eat in the kitchen today?"

He didn't find anything to eat, which made Qiao Chuyang a little confused. She remembered that the kitchen had prepared a lot of pastries in advance.

"Young Mistress, this is the order of the Young Master. From today onwards, you must take care of yourself. As for the food, you must cook it yourself."

Wang Ma had a difficult expression on her face as she passed on Ouyang Jingyu's instructions to Qiao Chuyang.

Qiao Chuyang's delicate eyebrows were tightly knitted, and a trace of resentment towards Ouyang Jingyu grew within them.

"Do it yourself. I don't believe that I will starve to death."

Qiao Chuyang still had some confidence in his culinary skills. Not long after, Qiao Chuyang prepared three dishes and a soup, and the entire restaurant was enveloped in a fragrant aroma.

"Jingyu, it smells so good. Your family has changed to a new chef?"

Qiao Chuyang had only taken two bites when the delicate voice of a woman sounded in his ears. She helplessly shook her head. She knew that Ouyang Jingyu had brought back a new girl companion, and tonight she wouldn't be able to sleep a wink.

After a short while, Ouyang Jingyu walked into the dining hall with a woman in his arms. When he saw the rich dishes on the table, the woman immediately sat down in the dining hall.

"You, get me a bowl and chopsticks."

The woman ordered Qiao Chuyang, who was standing beside her, without any trace of politeness. Qiao Chuyang really wanted to say something, but when he saw Ouyang Jingyu's warning eyes, he stood up and took two pairs of chopsticks and placed them in front of them.

"Jingyu, try it. "It's really delicious, your kitchen is really good."

The woman picked up a piece of pork chop and placed it next to Ouyang Jingyu's mouth. Ouyang Jingyu naturally opened his mouth.

"How is it? "Is it delicious?"

The woman looked at Ouyang Jingyu with anticipation, as if she was the one who had cooked these dishes.

The two of them continued to flirt as if no one else was around, causing Qiao Chu Yang to lose all of his appetite. He picked up a piece of cake that he had just baked and walked towards the door.

"Wait a moment, the young master is eating here. Don't you know how to wait on the side?"

Just as he walked to the door, the woman's voice reached his ears once again.

"A servant? Are you talking about me? "

Qiao Chuyang returned to the woman's side and pointed at his nose with his index finger.

"Isn't it? You really have no rules, aren't you new here? But don't worry, I will arrange someone to teach you manners. "Hurry, bring us a bowl of soup."

The woman impolitely placed the bowl of soup in Qiao Chuyang's hand and then smiled at Ouyang Jingyu. White onions. A delicate arm brazenly wrapped around Ouyang Jingyu's arm.

"Whap." Qiao Chuyang placed the bowl of soup on the table. His long and narrow eyes stared at the woman without any warmth.

"I forgot to tell you, I'm not a servant here. I'm the master here, the wife of the man beside you."

Qiao Chuyang shot a provocative look at the woman. Sure enough, after hearing her words, the woman's face was filled with shock.

"Jingyu, is what she said true? Is she really your wife? "

Ouyang Jingyu coldly snorted. His eyes were cold and dark. A sharp, sword-like glow shot out, locking Qiao Chuyang's face in place.

"She's my wife, but you can use her as a servant."

His words caused a hint of injury to flash across Qiao Chuyang's eyes. However, she still stubbornly sat on her seat.

"Servants?"

Although she didn't understand what had happened between Ouyang Jingyu and Qiao Chuyang, the woman's face was filled with pride.

"Madam Ouyang, can I ask you to help me with the bowl of soup?"

Although the woman's voice was a bit more polite than before, her narrow and long phoenix eyes were full of ridicule.

"I'm very sorry, but because I saw some disgusting scenes, I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart. I'm sorry to have to accompany you."

Ignoring the woman's unsightly expression, Qiao Chuyang left the restaurant without looking back.

Looking at Qiao Chuyang's retreating back, Ouyang Jingyu revealed a playful smile.

After returning to her room, Qiao Chuyang ate a piece of cake. Her stomach felt much more comfortable. Since she had nothing better to do, she picked it up and put it on the bed. The book, the rest of the time.

After about half an hour, he heard someone knocking on the door.

Qiao Chuyang put down the book and opened the door.

"What's the matter?"

"Young Mistress, the Young Master wants you to come to his room."

"To his room?"

Qiao Chuyang's delicate eyebrows creased. She knew that at this time Ouyang Jingyu would definitely not let her go to his room.

Qiao Chuyang, who had made up his mind not to go, knocked on Ouyang Jingyu's door at the final time.

"Come in." Even though it was still cold and cruel, it felt like it could penetrate the door and surround Qiao Chuyang.

What surprised Qiao Chuyang was that Ouyang Jingyu was the only person in the room, and the woman that came back with him was not in the room.

"What can I do for you?"

Qiao Chuyang directly walked in front of Ouyang Jingyu and asked in a soft voice.

Ouyang Jingyu was elegantly sitting on the sofa with red wine in his hands, gently shaking the crimson red wine in his hands. There was a lazy expression on his face, and under the reflection of the light, it added a mature charm. Seductive power.

"I'm a bit tired. Help me press. "Let's rub it."

Ouyang Jingyu raised his head and drained the cup of red wine. He then closed his eyes and leaned gracefully against the sofa.

Qiao Chuyang slowly walked behind him and rubbed his shoulders skillfully with his delicate hands.

"Your technique is not bad? Have you ever tried other men? " Qiao Chuyang's strength was appropriate, causing Ouyang Jingyu to feel satisfied. But when he thought about how this pair of hands had served other men before, Ouyang Jingyu's expression darkened.

"No, except for my dad, I've never given a man a ring. "Yes."

Qiao Chuyang's answer made Ouyang Jingyu's face reveal a satisfied smile. Ye Zichen enjoyed himself leisurely.

"Is it okay? My hands are a bit sore. " After pressing the button for a long time, Qiao Chuyang was truly tired. His smooth forehead was already covered with a layer of sweat.

"Alright." The two words were like an imperial edict, causing a happy smile to appear on Qiao Chuyang's face.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."

Not wanting to stay in the same room as Ouyang Jingyu, Qiao Chuyang turned around and walked to the door. However, due to being too nervous, she tripped over a chair with her right foot and fell to the ground.

"Ah!"

Qiao Chuyang was so scared that his beautiful face turned pale. He quickly closed his eyes and prepared to endure this painful moment.

Just as she was about to fall to the ground, a pair of large hands grabbed her slender waist. With a slight force, they pulled her into their embrace.

The familiar smell of a man let Qiao Chuyang know that he was being embraced by Ouyang Jingyu. They were so close that they could clearly smell each other's scent.

Ouyang Jingyu slightly bent his body. body, burning. The hot air sprayed next to Qiao Chuyang's ears.

"You're even more fragrant than I thought. If it wasn't for Li-er accompanying me, I would definitely have wanted you."

The corners of Ouyang Jingyu's mouth curled up. An indifferent smile, but indifferent words came out of his lips.

"I'm sorry, I don't need your favor. You should leave your essence to the other women."

Ouyang Jingyu's words caused Qiao Chuyang's face to turn pale. She wanted to push Ouyang Jingyu away, but Ouyang Jingyu's hands were like pincers that clasped her waist.

"Jingyu, did you send your wife away?"

A familiar female voice came from the direction of the bathroom. A sharp pain flashed across Qiao Chuyang's heart. Her clear eyes were now tainted with a thin layer of moisture.

"Ouyang Jingyu, if you don't want your woman to wait a long time, then please let go of me now."

Qiao Chuyang's voice was extremely cold, like the corner of a petal, and the corners of his lips curled up into a mocking smile.

"That's right. If you are here, you will disturb the happy time that Li Er and I have spent together. However, today, I want you to stay here and learn from Li'er."

Ouyang Jingyu's perfect line outlined his cold and resolute handsome face, revealing a trace of evilness. Evil smile.

These words caused Qiao Chuyang's almond-shaped eyes to widen. He didn't dare to believe his ears. She sucked in a breath of cold air, and an enormous bitterness spread throughout her body. Body.

"Ouyang Jingyu, you really changed your mind. You still want to play the same game as before? "

Qiao Chuyang would never forget that he had been forced to watch those disgusting scenes when he first arrived at Ouyang Jingyu's side. When he thought about it until now, he felt like vomiting.

"As my woman, I must be in bed. "You have done very well, but up until now, all I have seen in you was the essence of a dead fish. This has made me lose all my appetite."

The undisguised ridicule and contempt on his face injured Qiao Chuyang a little, but she did not show it on her face.

"Ouyang Jingyu, if you dislike me as a dead fish …" "Body, then you don't have to force yourself into my bed. You have so many women, I believe that as long as you make a single phone call, there will be many women coming after them. I, however, am unwilling to serve a demon-like man like you."

Qiao Chuyang arrogantly raised his chin and stared at Ouyang Jingyu, his eyes showing no signs of weakness.

"Jingyu, so your wife is still here? She wouldn't want to play with us, would she? "

The woman walked in front of Ouyang Jingyu and snuggled into her embrace, her face full of temptation. A puzzled smile.

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in seeing a couple in bed. "Roll up."

Qiao Chuyang was unable to control the anger in his heart, so he blurted out those words. When he saw Ouyang Jingyu's bloodthirsty eyes flash, Qiao Chuyang started to regret his words. She quickly covered her mouth.

"Madam Ouyang, I respect you, but you can't just spout nonsense. I really don't understand why Jing Yu chose you out of all those outstanding women. "

"You're spouting slander?"

Qiao Chuyang snorted coldly. His red lips curled up into a mocking smile as he slowly approached the woman.

"Stop being so arrogant here. Do you really think you're some rich young miss? Anyone who has read the newspapers would know that you, Chen Li'er, are just a chicken. At best, you're a high-class courtesan."

Chen Li'er's eyes were filled with ridicule. Qiao Chuyang no longer wanted to control the anger in his heart. She no longer cared about Ouyang Jingyu's sharp eyes as she spat out the true feelings in her heart.

"You …" Chen Li'er stomped her feet in anger and threw herself into Ouyang Jingyu's arms with a wronged expression.

"Jingyu, you've seen it all. Are you going to help me make the decision?"

Looking at the woman's pretentious appearance, Qiao Chuyang's face was filled with mockery. He faced Ouyang Jingyu's hawk-like eyes without fear.