Chapter 102: Endearing and Ever Delightful

Faced with Jiang Yunqi’s jealous outburst, Chu Fei did not indulge her; instead, he gave her a firm slap. Then, with a serious tone, he evaluated, “Compared to her, yours is far more irresistible.”

Although Nie Ke’er had a voluptuous, peach-like figure, it was only appealing because of her overall fleshiness. Jiang Yunqi’s curves were not as exaggerated, but their evenness, combined with her slender limbs, made them stand out perfectly.

Caught off guard by Chu Fei’s touch, Jiang Yunqi was not angry; she merely shot him a glare. To outsiders, their interaction appeared flirtatious, even teasing—especially to Guan Ya.

Now standing there, Guan Ya felt like an unnecessary presence. The timing was cruel—just as the private room’s music played the lyrics, “I shouldn’t be in the car; I should be under the car,” intensifying her discomfort.

“Qiqi, I want to apologize for what I said earlier,” Guan Ya suddenly spoke up. “I shouldn’t have tried to forcibly break you and Chu Fei apart. It’s your choice, and I should respect that.”

Her words were more reasonable. Since Guan Ya had said this, Jiang Yunqi felt a bit embarrassed and replied, “I was a bit harsh too; don’t take it to heart.”

“But there’s one thing you were right about,” Guan Ya smiled.

Jiang Yunqi looked puzzled. “What is it?”

“I do like Chu Fei,” Guan Ya confessed, looking at him. “He saved me twice—what girl could resist a man like that? Chu Fei, will you be my boyfriend?”

The sudden confession caught Jiang Yunqi off guard. So, Guan Ya was laying her cards on the table.

Jiang Yunqi immediately wrapped her arm around Chu Fei’s, fearing he might say yes. After all, Guan Ya’s qualities rivaled or even surpassed her own.

This time, Chu Fei did not disappoint. He casually replied, “I can be your boyfriend when you’re dead.”

He had promised Song Yalan not to touch Guan Ya. Though he lacked morals and was not bound by others, he was a man of principle.

“That’s such a rejection with your personal flair; honestly, I like that about you,” Guan Ya said with a disappointed smile. “So I won’t give up. And since you broke up with my mom, I have no burdens either!”

“I won’t let you steal him!” Jiang Yunqi declared firmly.

Guan Ya laughed. “Then let’s see who wins—fair competition.”

Then she turned to Chu Fei. “One last question: Did you reject me because of my mom, or because you don’t like me?”

Chu Fei hesitated for three seconds, about to answer, but Guan Ya placed a finger over his lips.

“I already know the answer.”

With that, she left, no longer playing the third wheel. She had said what she needed to, and Chu Fei’s attitude made it clear he was not completely indifferent to her. Whether they would be together in the future—well, that would be decided after she finished watching the “Legend of Zhen Huan.”

Jiang Yunqi frowned. “She told me to crave normal men, but in the end, she’s the one craving you the most—such a double standard!”

“Oh, my cursed, uncontainable charm!” Chu Fei boasted.

“Shameless!” Jiang Yunqi retorted.

“If my level of shamelessness were dropped on the ground, it’d cause a worldwide frenzy!” Chu Fei joked.

Jiang Yunqi rolled her eyes and immediately began to hold him accountable.

“You hesitated just now, didn’t you?”

“Oh, so soon you’re adapting to the girlfriend role?”

“Of course! No, wait, don’t change the subject. Be honest—did you hesitate just now?”

Chu Fei raised his hand to his chest, arguing confidently, “Even if I’m honest, I’d still say I didn’t!”

Jiang Yunqi stiffened, then squeezed out through gritted teeth, “Touch your own!”

Only then did Chu Fei reluctantly withdraw his hand, clearly unwilling to let go.

His reaction provoked Jiang Yunqi’s playful scolding, “Why are you so annoying?”

“Annoying? Where?” Chu Fei said with feigned innocence.

Blushing, Jiang Yunqi admitted, “It’s that you’re so charming I can’t stop liking you—ah, why do I have to like a scoundrel like you…”

Before she could finish, Chu Fei silenced her with a kiss, pinning her against the wall like a trapped prey.

Jiang Yunqi’s resistance was weak, more symbolic than real; as soon as he grasped her hand, she let out a soft sigh and surrendered.

Their breathing grew heavier, the atmosphere charged, until finally, Chu Fei grasped her hand firmly, suppressing the desire rising within him.

“Come on, let’s go to the nearest hotel.”

Jiang Yunqi, cheeks flushed, didn’t dare respond. Half-reluctantly, she was led away by Chu Fei, like a gentle lamb walking into the tiger’s den.

Meanwhile, outside the KTV, Nie Ke’er and her entourage were downcast. Jiang Longtan had intended to avenge his son but not only failed, he also suffered a beating.

“I’m sorry, miss. It’s my incompetence that caused you trouble,” Jiang Longtan apologized softly to Nie Ke’er, steadying himself with the butler’s help.

“It’s not your fault,” Nie Ke’er said helplessly. “No one expected him to be so strong.”

Jiang Longtan sighed and then asked, “Miss, is he really your fiancé?”

At this point, Nie Ke’er had no reason to hide anything. She had already deceived Jiang Longtan once and decided to be honest.

“Yes, but I hope you can keep this matter confidential.”

Jiang Longtan immediately nodded. “I won’t say a word about tonight’s incident, but… this man’s power is unfathomable. If he joined the Martial Alliance, it would be beneficial for them.”

Nie Ke’er said nothing. She knew well that having a young prodigy like Chu Fei join the Martial Alliance would greatly bolster its development, especially as a deterrent against the rising Societal Clan and the younger generation of the War Martial Hall.

But since he had humiliated her, she was determined to have her revenge first. Either way, she planned to break him down before letting him join.

Seeing Nie Ke’er silent, Xi Xi couldn’t help but ask, “Keke, are you really going to be his maid for a month?”

Nie Ke’er snorted coldly. “That’s just a temporary measure. Tonight I’ll call my brother to come to Dragon City and avenge me!”

When Jiang Longtan heard Nie Ke’er mention her brother, Nie Fengyun, his heart sank slightly for Chu Fei.

Nie Fengyun was a top ten newcomer prodigy, far more powerful than any so-called hall master like themselves. If he came, Chu Fei would be utterly crushed.

“Miss, maybe it’s better if—”

Jiang Longtan was about to suggest reconciliation when suddenly a gleaming dart shot through the air, piercing his head…!