The Tyrannical CEO's Little Wildcat (49)

If someone saw him leaving her room early in the morning, it wouldn't be her watching others' drama, but others watching hers.

Qin Mohan, boneless, leaned against her even with his eyes closed.

Su Qiao immediately jumped to the floor, then picked up a pillow and threw it at him.

"Get up, hurry up and get up! Don't make me miss the show."

Seeing that she was truly angry, Qin Mohan quickly sat up, looking placating.

"Alright, alright, I'll go back to my room right away, Jiao Jiao, don't be angry."

"Hmph! I shouldn't have been soft-hearted last night."

Su Qiao scoffed coldly, then turned to get ready to wash up.

Qin Mohan got out of bed and quickly approached.

He gave her a peck on the cheek, and before Su Qiao could react, he dashed out of the room.

Su Qiao touched her cheek, staring at the closed dark brown door, stunned for a long moment.

Only then did she blush, cursing 'that damn scoundrel' under her breath, and hurried into the washroom.

444 silently covered its somewhat flushed face.

The Great Demon King was truly amazing; he could even conquer someone as troublesome as its Host.

However, its Host's personality had changed so much.

Before, her favorite thing was to research herbal medicines and poison formulas. Once busy, she could stay in her room for dozens of days and not say a word for days.

Now, not only did she talk more, but she also showed more expressions, and she even knew how to blush and be shy.

Could it be that the two soul fragments merged and caused a mutation?

Hmm, that must be it.

After all, they were two completely different personalities; it was normal for there to be a big change.

In the Qin Family living room, as soon as dawn broke, there was a 'lively' commotion.

The Guo Family had sent a steward and several bodyguards early in the morning to knock on the Qin Family's door.

And they seemed to be quite aggressive.

The Qin Family members were all woken up.

"What's all this noise so early in the morning?"

Father Qin had returned late last night and was woken up early, so his expression wasn't very pleasant.

Madam Qin, however, seeing Steward Lu leading the group, immediately smiled and greeted him warmly: "Steward Lu, you're here to see Xiao Yu, aren't you? I'll have someone wake her up."

Steward Lu's face was serious, but his attitude was still respectful: "Thank you, Madam Qin."

"What exactly happened?"

After Madam Qin went upstairs, Qin Haidong walked back into the living room, asking as he went.

Steward Lu hesitated for a moment before saying, "Mr. Qin, you'll know if you check online."

"Online?" Qin Haidong was stunned for a moment, then took out his phone.

"What's going on? This is impossible!"

Seeing the overwhelming news online, Qin Haidong's first reaction was that someone was trying to harm his son.

One of the main characters was the Guo Family's second young lady, publicly known. Steward Lu didn't know what to say at this moment.

"This news was posted by someone late last night."

"Our master discovered it and immediately called professional technicians to deal with it, but the other party was too aggressive. They worked for more than half the night but still couldn't erase it."

Saying this, he swiped on his phone a couple of times and respectfully handed it to Qin Haidong: "This is our master's call; please take it."

His son was actually involved with the Guo Family's burdensome stepdaughter?

Qin Haidong looked incredulous, his whole body somewhat unresponsive, and he woodenly took the phone.

As soon as the call connected, Father Guo's furious roar came through.

Qin Haidong was startled awake and hastily said, "Mr. Guo, there must be a misunderstanding here. How could they have such a relationship? Things haven't been clarified yet; let's both calm down a little..."

"Calm down? How the hell do you expect me to calm down?"

"The Guo Group's stocks have already dropped by more than ten points in just one night, and they're still falling."

Father Guo was so angry that he smashed several teacups, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

That rebellious daughter, he called her so many times last night, and she didn't answer a single one.

He could only imagine where she had run wild.

He should have known better than to take her back in the first place.

Like father, like daughter.

He should have understood long ago that such a girl would never amount to anything.