There’re Always Paranoid Thoughts to Monopolize Me - Chapter 2.2

Qiao Jin greeted her and her female companions to sit on the sofa.

Just a few seconds after they sat down, Wei Sheng suddenly brightened his eyes.

“Young Master Huo, how come I see that your precious piano has been touched?”

He looked for two seconds, then laughed.

“You really can cause trouble. Look at what a good girl this is, you’ve even brought her to the bar?”

“…”

Led by Wei Sheng’s words, the eyes of several people on the round sofa followed his gaze down the steps.

…….

Mixed in with the crowd of head-shaking, devil-dancing people, next to the grand piano, that pure and delicate figure was particularly eye-catching.

“Hey, isn’t that Qin Ke?” Qiao Jin said in surprise.

Qiao Yu: “It really is.”

Next to them, Qin Yan’s face changed, her fingers suddenly tightened on the hem of her skirt, and she looked over in panic.

…How did she get here!

Wei Sheng: “You guys know her?”

“How could we not know her? It’s all over our school now, saying that Brother Jun is interested in this Qin Ke.” Qiao Jin teased as he turned back.

“Really?” Wei Sheng turned his head, looking at Huo Jun incredulously, “Young Master Huo, you actually like this kind of pure type?”

Qiao Yu: “This is too pure, coming to this kind of place with a ponytail and a little white dress?”

“……”

Qin Yan nervously clenched the corner of her skirt, turning her head to sneak a peek at Huo Jun’s expression.

Huo Jun ignored them.

The boy with a sharp profile just lowered his eyes, emotionlessly staring at the dance floor.

Qiao Yu was right, the girl’s dress seemed out of place here.

The cotton white dress perfectly outlined her initial development of body curves, with a slight bulge on her small chest and a plump, graspable waist. Her snow-white legs, slender arms, and beautiful neck were all exposed.

It was the kind of harmless beauty that most easily stirred up wildness.

Huo Jun swallowed a sip of wine.

His Adam’s apple slowly rolled down his sharp neckline.

Wei Sheng, who was next to him, laughed, “I bet with you guys, this little girl must be coming to this kind of place for the first time.”

“Nonsense,” Qiao Jin said, “She is a top student, the kind who gets the first-class scholarship in school every semester, not like us.”

“Oh, the future pillar of society.” Wei Sheng saw Huo Jun still staring down, a bit surprised, and after a pause, he leaned over with a smile.

“What, does Young Master Huo really like her?”

Huo Jun’s eyes flickered, but he didn’t speak.

He vaguely remembered that the first time he saw this girl, she seemed to be wearing this white dress too.

It was an afternoon. In the small grove at the back of Qiande High School, he had a peaceful nap on the soft grass.

He didn’t know when he opened his eyes, but he saw a girl in a little white dress dancing in this deserted corner outside the bushes.

Her movements were occasionally clumsy, not like she had undergone too professional dance training.

And she was crying while dancing.

……..

That was the first time Huo Jun saw someone crying while dancing, and also the first time he saw someone crying so quietly. Her eyes were rimmed thin red, her lips were bitten white, and her fair nose was slightly red. She looked very sad.

But unfortunately, he just wanted to…

“Hey, don’t say that for real!”

Wei Sheng’s arm suddenly draped over his shoulder, pulling Huo Jun’s faraway thoughts back.

Huo Jun glared at him and pushed him off.

Wei Sheng leaned forward and laughed cheekily with the Qiao Jin and Qiao Yu brothers across from him, “Especially in this kind of place, the more you look at this particularly pure one, the more flavorful it becomes.”

“How so?”

“Well, you guys see for yourselves, how does that phrase describe it… oh, skin like congealed fat–so white that a pinch leaves a red mark, her voice must also be soft and delicate, don’t you guys just want to…”

Bang.

Before he could finish his sentence, Wei Sheng was pushed into the fruit plate in front of him.

“……Damn!”

He sat up awkwardly, his face smeared with colorful fruit pulp and juice.

Across from him, Qiao Jin and Qiao Yu were taken aback, then they laughed out loud, taking pleasure in his misfortune.

Next to them, Huo Jun slowly wiped his hands, his eyelids drooping lazily, his thin lips slightly moving.

……

“Think fart.”

His eyes deepened for a moment, he snorted with a bit of contempt and dissatisfaction.

“….…”

Not knowing what got into this young master, Wei Sheng wiped off the fruit plate residue from his face, finally regaining his composure.

“This is Young Master Huo’s treasure, isn’t it? Alright, alright, brother understands–brother will arrange it for you!”

Qin Yan, who was sitting on the side, bit her lip, wanting to say something but hesitated.

But Wei Sheng had already raised his hand and called someone over. He pointed to the piano stage, “Invite that lady over here, respectfully. If you scratch her even a bit, you’re dead.”

After saying that, Wei Sheng turned back, his smile insincere.

“Is this okay?”

Huo Jun snorted lightly, took a sip of his wine, and didn’t look up.

“She won’t come.”

“..…”

Qin Yan didn’t say anything next to him, but her eyes relaxed slightly.

Clearly, she thought the same.

A minute later.

Qin Yan looked incredulously at the stage below, at the familiar frail figure following behind the waiter.

And on the sofa,

Huo Jun, who had been resting his feet on the crystal table, put down his leg and squinted his eyes.