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nTranslator: CokeZero Editor: Rainystars

nJun Yexuan was carefully chewing and enjoying his meal when he saw He Wanqing stare at him blankly.

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nHe couldn’t help but to stop and ask, “What is it, auntie?”

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nHe Wangqing was a little embarrassed as she glanced at the table. “Are you okay with eating these dishes?”

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nJun Yexuan was a little started and didn’t understand what she meant. So he said, “Everything’s good.”

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nThen, He Wanqing asked him, “I haven’t had a chance to ask, where are you from?”

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nHis hand that was holding onto the chopsticks shook. He deliberated a little before saying, “The capital city.”

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nMu Jinghang watched Jun Yexuan’s flustered ways and was smiling so hard, he was getting wrinkles.

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nJun Yexuan wasn’t sure what was going on, but he knew.

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nIt would be more unusual if the habits and body language of a wealthy young master didn’t scare anyone.

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nAs expected, the next second, He Wanqing softly muttered, “No wonder.”

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nHe Wanqing seemed to have a lot on her mind. Seeing how her own daughter was concentrating on eating, she kicked her leg below the table.

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n“You’re a lady. When you’re eating, don’t be so wild. Be graceful, be decent, be feminine. Understand?”

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nQiao Qing gave her a look and was completely speechless. “Mom, are you ever going to stop with this?”

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nJun Yexuan suddenly realized something and his expression froze. Then, he patted Qiao Qing’s head, “The way Qingqing acts is cute.”

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nQiao Qing slapped off his hand. “Keep your hands to yourself. Plus, don’t call me Qingqing. We aren’t friends.”

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nJun Yexuan instantly chuckled. The way he looked at Qiao Qing was full of spoiled affection.

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nHe Wanqing viewed these two as having a flirtatious quarrel and sighed in relief.

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nAs long as her Qiao Qing wasn’t being looked down on.

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nAt midnight, the same day.

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nMu Jinghang had gotten Jun Yexuan’s order and once all the lights were off inside the mansion, he quietly walked towards the study room while sticking himself to the wall.

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nWho knew that the moment he walked to the study room door, he would see a black shadow leaning by the entrance.

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nMu Jinghang shouted “AH” from the shock, and jumped back three inches.

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nThe shadow in the dark turned on the light in the hall.

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nAfter Mu Jinghang made out the face of the man, he patted his chest to calm himself down, “Butler Chen, are you trying to scare me to death!”

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nChen Ming didn’t make an excuse for himself nor did he seem apologetic.

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nHe looked at Mu Jinghang and asked curiously, “Mr. Jing, what are you doing here so late at night?”

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nMu Jinghang remembered why he was here. Suddenly, he put his hands in his pockets and guiltily stared into the distance.

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n“I was reminded of all the money I lost and couldn’t sleep. So I’m taking a stroll.”

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nChen Ming pretended to believe his made-up lies and consoled with a smile, “All men lose some and gain some. Mr. Jing, you need to maintain a broad heart and keep your perspective. Life is long.”

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nMu Jinghang dry laughed a few times with a straight face. “I am not that weak. I’m not going to harm myself.”

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nChen Ming’s tone sounded like he was comforted, “Good.”

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nMu Jinghang’s face almost collapsed from smiling but since Chen Ming showed no sign of leaving, he returned hastily to his own room.

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nAt 3:00 am.

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nMu Jinghang hopped out of his bedroom window and based on memory, he found his way to the window that he believed belonged to Qiao Qing’s study room.

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nHe was just about to climb up the building when a ray of light from a flashlight shot by him, “Mr. Jing, what are you doing here now?”

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n“Holy mother!” Mu Jinghang screamed and he backed into the wall.

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nAfter confirming that it was Chen Ming again, Mu Jinghang’s heart thumped like a dog’s.

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nAfter all, he was the one doing something wrong here, so it wasn’t surprising he would react this way.

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nScratching the back of his head, he whistled with a grin, “I came out to take a piss. Ah, yes. To take a piss.”

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