Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 270 - 271 Miao Qingqing Also Wants to be a Girlfriend

Chapter 270: Chapter 271 Miao Qingqing Also Wants to be a Girlfriend

Song Xiaodong had come not only because he felt a little compelled by Miao Qingqing’s insistance but also because he was curious about what else Miao Qingqing could ask of him, which was nothing more than money and the "energy" behind him. All he had to do was agree to help her.

It was then that Miao Qingqing finally felt satisfied and said, "Well then, since you’re so willing, I’ll lay out my conditions."

"Go ahead..." Song Xiaodong faced Miao Qingqing’s gaze, feeling that something was not quite right.

"What I’m asking you to do are just two things."

"Just two things, huh... Alright, tell me." Only two things, this made Song Xiaodong feel that it should still be manageable.

"First, after the new company is established, you have to go help out at the new company."

"That... won’t that be boring? Plus, I already have a job," Song Xiaodong frowned immediately.

Miao Qingqing glared at him sharply and said, "Are you even a man? What did you just say?"

"Alright, I’ll go. It’s not a big deal. I can still visit the clubhouse during the weekends anyway." This task wasn’t too difficult, and it just meant he wouldn’t be as free as usual. Besides, Song Xiaoru would be there too. Helping out would give him a chance to spend some time with her.

Miao Qingqing’s lips curled slightly as she spoke, "I won’t bother you about that, but the second point..." She paused here, her gaze flickering.

Song Xiaodong, sensing trouble, said with a forced smile, "This isn’t going to be too tricky, is it?"

"Hmph, the second thing is to... to..." Miao Qingqing’s cheeks flushed as she said, "To be my boyfriend."

"What?" Song Xiaodong exclaimed in shock.

"What? You don’t agree?" Miao Qingqing’s face turned cold suddenly.

"This... Qingqing, are you sure you’re not feverish?" Song Xiaodong reached out to touch Miao Qingqing’s forehead.

"You..." Miao Qingqing’s face became even darker as she said, "Song Xiaodong, let me ask you, that day in the cinema, the way you kissed me, and this morning, you almost... You can’t tell me you just wanted to take advantage of me and leave it at that!"

Song Xiaodong found that Miao Qingqing was incredibly serious, which truly made him feel uneasy. His mouth twitched as he carefully chose his words, "Qingqing, we can’t be hasty about this kind of thing."

Miao Qingqing looked at Song Xiaodong with a burning gaze and said, "You mean, even after what you did to me, you feel nothing for me at all; you just wanted to take advantage, to treat me like a casual woman?"

"This..." Song Xiaodong was at a complete loss. If this had happened two days ago, it would have been easier for him, since his feelings leaned more towards liking Miao Xuanxuan. However, Miao Qingqing’s presidential aura was also something he greatly admired, especially when she wore her professional suits, which aroused him.

But now that he was with Miao Xuanxuan, how could he agree to Miao Qingqing’s request? That would be like two-timing, and with a pair of twin sisters at that. He wouldn’t dare do such a thing.

"So much for Song Xiaodong, you bastard, you’re... you’re..." Miao Qingqing clenched her teeth, her fists tightly balled.

Those two little fists were propped right next to Song Xiaodong’s ear, and Song Xiaodong could hear the sound that Miao Qingqing’s fists made, an indication of how much strength she was putting in and also how angry she truly was inside.

"Ouch!" Suddenly, a low cry came from the door, which was then flung open, and Miao Xuanxuan stumbled in.

She had been eavesdropping at the door all along, and had heard enough to get a general idea of their conversation. She was stunned, never having expected Miao Qingqing to make such a demand.

Others might not understand Miao Qingqing very well, but she, as her twin sister, knew Miao Qingqing better than anyone. When Miao Qingqing spoke like that, it meant she was indeed serious; for someone with Miao Qingqing’s temperament to say such things showed that it wasn’t easy for her, evidence of her great appreciation for Song Xiaodong.

If Song Xiaodong rejected her, it would undoubtedly be a tremendous humiliation for Miao Qingqing, potentially causing her to feel intense hatred toward him.

If Miao Qingqing hated Song Xiaodong, and if she ended up with him, she and her sister would find it impossible to get along.

Even if Miao Xuanxuan enjoyed bickering with Miao Qingqing and even liked to see her ridiculed, it was all in good fun and without any real harm intended. But when it came to causing Miao Qingqing real pain, she would not agree to it.

Torn between her sister and the man she liked, Miao Xuanxuan was suddenly wracked with indecision and confusion. In her panic, she inadvertently opened the door.

Miao Qingqing was already about to explode with anger; she really hadn’t expected Song Xiaodong’s actions over the past few days to mean he had no feelings for her at all. How could she accept that?

However, upon hearing the door, Miao Qingqing panicked. After all, this was a private matter and if her sister saw them, it would be quite embarrassing. She hurriedly tried to get up.

But in her haste, she slipped, and not only failed to rise, but instead toppled onto Song Xiaodong, her elbow giving way. Her small mouth ended up firmly pressed against Song Xiaodong’s lips.

This was so unexpected that not only had Miao Qingqing not anticipated it, but Song Xiaodong was also too late to react before their lips met.

Both of them were taken aback and instead of immediately pulling apart, they just stared at each other, wide-eyed.

Struggling to sit up, Miao Xuanxuan saw Miao Qingqing sprawled on top of Song Xiaodong, still in a kissing pose, and her eyes widened as her brain short-circuited.

The room suddenly went quiet, an eerily peculiar kind of silence.

Song Xiaodong was the first to snap out of it, his hands flailing to push Miao Qingqing away, but in his panic, he accidentally pushed against Miao Qingqing’s breasts.

Miao Qingqing had also come to her senses and was trying to get up, but when she felt her chest grabbed, she involuntarily let out a whimper. Then Song Xiaodong realized he had pushed the wrong spot and quickly let go of his hands.

Miao Qingqing fell forward once more, and their lips came together again—oh, this time it wasn’t just a touch, it was a bump, as Miao Qingqing’s teeth accidentally hit Song Xiaodong’s lips.

This time, neither of them paused after the contact. Miao Qingqing immediately rolled over and off Song Xiaodong, then sat up straight.

Song Xiaodong also sat up quickly, looking at Miao Xuanxuan who was sitting on the floor, dazed, and said urgently, "Xuanxuan..."