If anyone saw him leaving her room first thing in the morning, she wouldn't be watching someone else's show anymore—the show would be about her instead.
Qin Mohan leaned against her with his eyes closed, boneless as a rag doll.
Su Qiao immediately jumped down onto the floor, then picked up a pillow and started beating him with it.
"Get up. Hurry up and get up. Don't delay me from watching the show."
Seeing that she was really angry, Qin Mohan quickly sat up and put on an ingratiating expression:
"Okay, okay, okay. I'll go back to my room right away. Jiaojiao, don't be angry."
"Hmph! I shouldn't have gone soft last night."
Su Qiao snorted coldly and turned to wash up.
Qin Mohan got out of bed and quickly moved closer.
He planted a quick kiss on her cheek, and before Su Qiao could react, he darted out of the room.
Su Qiao touched her cheek and stared blankly at the dark brown door that had already been closed for a long while.
Only then did she blush and curse resentfully, "Damn you, stinking man," before hurriedly entering the bathroom.
444 silently covered its slightly flushed face.
The Great Demon King was truly amazing. He had even managed to win over its host, such a difficult person.
However, its host's personality had changed so much.
In the past, what she loved most was researching herbal medicine and poison formulas. Once she became busy, she could stay in her room for dozens of days without coming out, and go several days without saying a word.
Now, not only did she talk more, but her expressions had multiplied as well. She even knew how to blush and feel shy.
Could it be because the two Soul Fragments had fused, causing a mutation?
Yes, that should be it.
After all, they were two people with completely different personalities. A major change was normal.
In the Qin family living room, it was just daybreak, yet the place was already "lively."
The Guo Family had sent a steward and several bodyguards to knock on the Qin family's door first thing in the morning.
Moreover, they looked quite aggressive.
Everyone in the Qin family had been roused from sleep.
"What are you making such a racket about so early in the morning?"
Father Qin had returned late the night before and been woken up early. His expression was not pleasant.
Madam Qin, however, immediately smiled and exchanged greetings when she saw Steward Lu leading the group. "Steward Lu, you're here to see Xiaoyu, right? I'll have someone wake her up."
Steward Lu's face was serious, but his attitude was still fairly respectful. "Sorry for the trouble, Madam Qin."
"What exactly happened?"
After Madam Qin went upstairs, Qin Haidong turned and walked into the living room as he asked.
Steward Lu hesitated for a moment before saying, "Mr. Qin, you'll know once you go online and take a look."
"Go online?" Qin Haidong froze for a moment, then took out his phone.
"What is going on? This is impossible!"
When he saw the overwhelming flood of news online, Qin Haidong's first thought was that someone was trying to harm his son.
One of the main people involved was the Guo Family's publicly acknowledged Second Miss. Steward Lu did not know how to explain it either.
"This news was posted by someone in the middle of last night."
"Our master discovered it and urgently called in professional technicians to deal with it. Unfortunately, the other side came on too fiercely. They worked on it for most of the night, but still couldn't erase it."
As he spoke, he took out his phone, swiped twice, and respectfully handed it to Qin Haidong. "It's our master's call. Please answer it."
His son had actually gotten involved with the Guo Family's baggage stepdaughter?
Qin Haidong looked utterly disbelieving. His mind had gone blank as he somewhat woodenly accepted the phone.
The instant the call connected, Father Guo's furious roar came from the other end.
The shout jolted Qin Haidong awake, and he hurriedly said, "President Guo, there must be some misunderstanding. How could they have that kind of relationship? The matter hasn't been cleared up yet. Let's both calm down a little..."
"Calm down? How the hell do you expect me to calm down?"
"The Guo Group's stock has already fallen by more than ten points in a single night, and it's still continuing to drop."
Father Guo was so furious that he smashed several teacups, the veins on his forehead bulging.
That rebellious daughter—he had called her so many times last night, yet she had not answered even once.
Anyone could imagine where she had run wild off to.
If he had known, he never should have brought her back in the first place.
Like father, like daughter.
He should have realized long ago that a girl like that would never amount to anything.
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