Prosecutor vs. Minister: A Battle of Wits
Chapter 52 - 052: The Lipstick Mark on the Shoulder

Chapter 52: Chapter 052: The Lipstick Mark on the Shoulder

Shanshui City No. 6.

Bao Nan was carrying a dark suit jacket over his elbow, looking utterly exhausted as he pushed open the door.

He had a few too many glasses of champagne at the party today, and now he felt a bit dizzy.

"Oh, you actually remembered to come back, huh."

A middle-aged woman lazily sprawled on the European-style sofa in the lavishly decorated hall.

She was holding a curly-haired teddy dog in her arms, wearing a delicate water-embroidered cheongsam, and glaring fiercely at Bao Nan, who had just walked in.

"Mom," he responded casually.

Qin Meiru immediately flew into a rage, "You brat! Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you? Where did you go fooling around?"

"Nowhere."

"Nowhere? Then why are you back so late?" she scolded as she rushed over to Bao Nan.

Upon seeing the lipstick mark on his right shoulder, she suddenly stopped.

"Little Pumpkin, tell mommy, am I about to become a grandma to a little Little Pumpkin?"

Qin Meiru grinned mischievously, eyeing Bao Nan up and down.

Bao Nan raised his eyebrow, "No."

"Oh my, why are you young people so shy? Clapping for love is such a beautiful thing!"

Qin Meiru placed her hand on Bao Nan’s shoulder, winking exaggeratedly.

Bao Nan silently pushed her hand away and gave her a soul-searching question, "What is ’clapping for love’?"

Qin Meiru: "..."

As expected, her son had perfectly inherited his father’s hopelessly straightforward personality.

He really had been uninteresting since he was a kid.

"Mom, if there’s nothing else, I’m going to bed now."

Bao Nan rubbed his temples and said nonchalantly.

"Alright, alright, you must be exhausted today. Go on." Qin Meiru gave him an ambiguous look at the lipstick mark on his right shoulder.

A mother knows her child well.

Seeing her mischievous expression, Bao Nan suddenly understood what she had been talking about.

But he had never been able to win against Qin Meiru since he was a child, so he didn’t bother explaining.

With that thought, he moved his feet and walked up to his room on the second floor.

...

Ao Garden Century.

Jiang Tong fumbled in the dark, changing her shoes, dragging her tired body slowly inside.

A few minutes later, she finally found the light switch for the hall.

But when she pressed the switch, she nearly passed out from fright.

"Damn it! A ghost!"

She saw a woman sitting upright on the sofa with her legs crossed.

At this moment, the woman was pointing angrily at Jiang Tong, "Why are you screaming ghost? Have you ever seen a ghost this beautiful?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Jiang Tong finally managed to catch her breath.

"Xia Qiao, what’s wrong with you! Sitting there in the dark for no reason?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Qiao glanced at her, "What’s wrong with me? Did you forget something?"

Hearing her words, Jiang Tong paused, and her brain, momentarily frozen in fear, began to work again.

Seems like...

That...

Oh damn it!

Xia Qiao had a flight at nine tonight, and she seemed to have sworn to go pick her up.

If not, she would have to call her dad...

"Well? Remember now?" Xia Qiao folded her arms, looking at Jiang Tong with a half-smile.

Jiang Tong swallowed, trying to appease her: "My dear ancestress, I really just forgot, you see..."

"See what!" Xia Qiao glared at her.

"Waaah, dear ancestress, little fairy, goddess! I really know I was wrong." Jiang Tong pinched her own hand, pretending to be heartbroken.

Xia Qiao stood up from the sofa and walked toward Jiang Tong.