His Beloved Treasure
Chapter 1014 - 295 Who is shameless?

Chapter 1014: 295 Who is shameless?

Qin Mu cast a pitiful glance at them, then quickly followed along.

In front of Jian Yan, they were still just a bunch of immature youngsters.

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That evening, Jian Yan and Qin Mu went to the hotel together, coincidentally arriving as AD and Bian Jingwen were getting out of the car.

The four of them stood about three to five meters apart, looking at each other.

The "demon lady" stood there, aloof and cold, projecting an unapproachable air while gazing mercilessly at the man who was much taller than she was.

Compared to her icy demeanor, Jian Yan seemed like an outsider, observing from afar in a calm and distant manner.

Jian Yan smiled slightly and walked up to greet, "Long time no see!"

AD just gave him a cold glance, turned slightly to give Bian Jingwen a signal with her eyes, and then strode inside with her head held high, carrying her purse.

Jian Yan expected to be brushed off, so it was okay. He just stood aside, waiting for Bian Jingwen to walk further away.

Qin Mu looked up at her mentor, "Do you have a grudge with that woman?"

"Does unrequited love count?"

Jian Yan asked, his eyes filled with bitterness as he looked at her.

Did AD once pursue Jian Yan? Or did Jian Yan pursue her? Qin Mu thought this question needed some investigation. Jian Yan went inside first, and she snapped out of it and followed quickly.

"Did you pursue her?"

Curiosity got the better of Qin Mu after catching up and she asked.

"No!"

Jian Yan said softly, and Qin Mu didn’t press further.

Because when they got into the elevator, they faced the other four people.

Qin Mu stood next to Jian Yan, glanced at by AD with a piercing look. Qin Mu was not afraid, but instinctively she returned the look and then shifted her gaze, accidentally looking at Bian Jingwen.

Recalling Bian Jingwen’s misfortune with her car tire blowing out on the road last night, Qin Mu lowered her head, feeling a sense of satisfaction at Bian Jingwen’s setback.

Bian Jingwen glanced at Qin Mu, nodded slightly to Jian Yan, but didn’t verbally greet him, having already chosen her side, standing firmly by AD’s side.

After that, AD and Jian Yan avoided eye contact, and the atmosphere in the elevator became so chilling one could feel it in their shoulders.

Reaching the pre-arranged private room, the manager immediately came to serve them personally. AD took the menu, gave it a quick, indifferent glance, and casually ordered the three most expensive Chinese dishes and a premium soup.

Qin Mu had a different view of this "demon lady," recognizing that although the dishes were expensive, they were chosen with restraint.

AD seemed incapable of smiling, her demeanor remaining lofty all the while.

Jian Yan also sat at the head of the table, leaning against the chair while quietly examining the menu, appearing unusually calm as if he didn’t belong there.

Before the dishes were served, the manager personally poured wine for them. AD barely lifted her gaze to look at the wine label, then slightly tilted her chin.

Jian Yan didn’t pay any attention until the wine was poured into his glass, which he then casually toyed with.

The manager snuck a glance at Qin Mu; she lowered her eyes, which made him bow slightly and withdraw.

Only then did Jian Yan lift his eyes to glance at the bottle of red wine on the table, "Did you order this?"

"Mu Yichen!"

Qin Mu, sitting next to him, didn’t dare lean closer to him for fear the demon lady’s gaze would kill her, so she simply sat up straight and quietly responded.

Jian Yan chuckled helplessly, "President Mu is rather impolite."

AD finally glanced at him, while Jian Yan gave her a slight, somewhat cheeky smile.

"You two, get out!"

AD finally spoke, her voice cold and using fluent English.

Qin Mu and Bian Jingwen instinctively glanced at her, then exchanged looks before obediently stepping out.

Jian Yan lowered his head, pretending to be a henpecked husband with an air of casual calm.

But ultimately, only the involved parties knew what was really going on.

Once outside, Qin Mu and Bian Jingwen stood by the railing, looking downstairs, each lost in their thoughts.

"Miss Qin, you brought out JY, so you must be scared!"

Bian Jingwen turned, smiling as she spoke to Qin Mu.

Qin Mu stared downward, chuckled lightly, then turned to look at her, her gaze slightly sharp, "Where do you get the confidence to think I’m afraid of you?"

Bian Jingwen...

"Then what are you doing? Your mentor is possibly the person President Mu fears the most, and you’ve brought him here, risking your marriage to have him hold AD in check. Do you dare admit this?"

"I did alert Jian Yan, but if you say I’m risking my marriage, how do you expect me to admit that?"

Qin Mu’s sharp gaze fell on the woman beside her, and as her eyes lowered slightly, she noticed Bian Jingwen’s hands gripping the railing tightly, her gaze involuntarily turning heavy as it looked forward.