Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 811: The First Meeting of Uncle and Nephew, Young Master Qin Desperately Seeks Help

Chapter 811: Chapter 811: The First Meeting of Uncle and Nephew, Young Master Qin Desperately Seeks Help

The sudden threatening voice that entered his ears was like a clap of thunder, causing Qin Mei’s hand to tremble, and his fist swept past Lu Yichen’s cheek.

After this punch missed, he backhandedly wrapped his arm around Lu Yichen’s neck in a blatantly desperate attempt to seek shelter.

"Fuck fuck fuck!"

Qin Mei was crying out of fright, with tears welling up in his eyes, and a mouthful of expletives.

It was Lu Yichen who first snapped back to reality at the crucial moment.

He shook off Qin Mei’s hand that was clutching at his clothes, grabbed the arm that was looping around his neck, and had already locked his gaze on the door behind him. He turned around and forcefully pushed the door open, rushing inside.

Just as Lu Yichen was about to close the door from inside, Qin Mei cried out in alarm, "Wait for me! Shit aaaaah!!!"

At this life-or-death moment, Qin Mei burst forth with incredible speed, charging towards Lu Yichen who was about to shut the door.

Inside the room, Lu Yichen was taken by surprise as Qin Mei barreled into him, knocking him to the ground.

"Qin Mei!!!"

Qin Mei growled back: "Shut your mouth!"

He slammed the door shut with his foot, hands trembling as he locked it, and for good measure, he fastened several additional bolts for security.

Once everything was secured, Qin Mei slumped against the door, sitting on the floor.

He was pale, drenched in sweat, and as he met Lu Yichen’s angry expression, the corners of his lips curled into a highly ironic arc, saying lightly, "I left you behind once, and you just tried to ditch me once. We’re even now."

His tone was utterly self-righteous, with an air of magnanimous tolerance that didn’t hold a grudge.

The epitome of arguing even when in the right, and being downright obstinate when in the wrong!

Lu Yichen was so irked he had to laugh: "I’m not as heartless as you; when I was shutting the door, I left you room to get in."

Qing Mei’s face stiffened, then he scoffed: "Excuses!"

He didn’t believe that for a second!

"Bang!"

Just as Qin Mei started to relax, the door was violently knocked from behind.

The back that was pressed against it instantly tensed up.

Qin Mei’s eyes went blank and he scrambled up from the floor, swearing as he made a beeline for Lu Yichen, "Is this never going to end!"

As he approached, Lu Yichen kicked out: "Stay away from me!"

The kicked Qin Mei fell to the ground and, looking up at Lu Yichen’s back, his face was a picture of astonishment.

"May I ask who you are?"

A strange man’s voice echoed in the spacious room.

Lu Yichen, with his back turned, remained seated on the floor and upon hearing the voice, instinctively stiffened up, his whole body tense and on guard.

The man standing inside the room, with an elegant demeanor, was holding a water cup with the Imperial Court Hotel logo. His gaze alternated between the two intruders, lingering on Qin Mei’s face for an extra moment.

Compared to Lu Yichen, he seemed more interested in Qin Mei.

Seeing the dumbstruck look on Qin Mei’s face, Lu Yichen shivered and asked, "Qin Mei, is it a person, or that thing?"

His body was frozen in place.

With the voice coming from so close behind him, it was too late to run, and his body wasn’t responding.

Please not from the wolf’s den into the tiger’s lair.

Qin Mei opened his mouth: "... A person?" His tone was uncertain.

Yan Xihu, with one hand in his pocket and eyes that resembled Qin Mei’s, narrowed slightly, listening to their exchange, his lips curving into an arc filled with ambiguous intent.

Reassured by Qin Mei, Lu Yichen finally relaxed.

The next moment, he hastily got up from the floor, turned around to face the man behind him.

Recognizing the familiar face, he visibly relaxed: "So it’s Mr. Yan."

The Yan family of Chinese descent were nobles in Northern England. As foreigners, they were thriving abroad and held in high regard by the Royal Family.

The Lu Family is one of the four major families in the country; I have some understanding of this particular family.

Yan Xihu’s eyebrows rose slightly, fine wrinkles appeared at the corners of his eyes, and his emotionless eyes looked at Lu Yichen, "Do you know me?"

Lu Yichen nodded reservedly, "My surname is Lu. My father is Lu Tianrong."

Lu Tianrong, currently the head of the Cabinet, had not been in power for long but had a very stable position, because it was the Huo Family that had supported the Lu Family to rise from behind the scenes.

Yan Xihu’s expression became clear, and a deeper smile appeared on his face, "So you are young master Lu."

"Bang!!"

"Bang bang!!"

The door was struck again, the sound so loud that it was difficult for the three people inside to pretend as if nothing was happening.

Yan Xihu’s hand tightened around his cup, but his expression didn’t change noticeably.

Qin Mei had evidently gotten up from the floor at some unknown time and ran to Lu Yichen’s side after hearing the noise.

He grabbed Lu Yichen’s sleeve, asking in a panicky voice, "I don’t know where I dropped my phone just now. Do you still have your phone on you?"

Lu Yichen took his phone from his pocket. Perhaps because he had fallen during his previous frantic run, the screen was shattered, but the spider web-like cracks did not affect normal use.

He lit up the screen and unlocked it with his fingerprint, then handed the phone to Qin Mei.

The latter held the phone, his hands trembling as he entered a phone number he knew by heart.

Lu Yichen glanced at the phone screen, "Calling your junior sister?"

"Only Ruanruan can save us now!" Qin Mei finished typing the number and immediately made the call.

As he waited for the call to be answered, his reddened eyes glued to Lu Yichen, he gritted his teeth and said, "Every damn time I’m with you, nothing good happens. You damned cur, stay away from me next time!"

Lu Yichen was completely stunned by this turnabout accusation.

It was always Qin Mei who got involved in these messy situations, yet somehow it had become his fault.

Furthermore, if he hadn’t taken the initiative to come over today, that fool Qin Mei would still be clueless about what to do.

Yan Xihu observed the two young men, his expression as usual, as if he hadn’t heard the ominous sound of something hitting the door outside, and he didn’t seem to care much about the arrival of Lu Yichen and Qin Mei.

His demeanor was very composed, even excessively calm.

Qin Ruan didn’t answer the phone, and the pounding at the door kept going, though the sound was now much softer.

Qin Mei watched as the call disconnected automatically due to the lack of response, his expression filled with defeat.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang!!!"

The pounding noise outside grew louder again, carrying a sense of impatience and madness.

Qin Mei’s hand, holding the phone, shook as he turned to look at the trembling door and muttered, "Damn it! That’s so freaking vicious! Xueqiu... I miss you!"

"Meow!"

Before he could finish his sentence, a familiar meowing sounded from behind him.

Qin Mei’s eyes widened as he turned to look towards the source of the sound.

In what had previously been an empty room with just three people, a snow-white cat had appeared out of nowhere.

Yan Xihu and Lu Yichen also noticed the small creature Xueqiu.

The former’s expression shifted slightly, his composure vanishing, replaced with a sense of solemnity and caution.

Lu Yichen knew about Xueqiu. Now seeing the cat materialize out of thin air, his expression fell as he opened his mouth, yet he didn’t know what to say.

Only Qin Mei was excited to the point of tears.

He rushed forward, picked Xueqiu up from the ground, and kissed its green eyes fiercely.

After showering his beloved pet Xueqiu with kisses, Qin Mei looked up at the cat with an earnest gaze, "Ancestor, you’ve finally come to save me. Quick, quick! There’s a female puppet outside. Go eat her up!"

"Meow-ow—"

In response to Qin Mei, the cat swiped at him with a paw.