From Runaway Bride to Global Queen

Chapter 74: Chapter 74 Unreasonable Trouble

Awkwardness is a suffocating emotion, and Qiao Yi took two minutes to console herself amidst that suffocation, then fell into a deep sleep within three minutes.

By the time Lu Yanchuan came out after his shower, Qiao Yi was already hugging the quilt, deeply asleep, oblivious to the passage of time.

Having lived nearly thirty years, it was the first time Lu Yanchuan experienced the feeling of helplessness.

Qiao Yi slept comfortably, even dreaming about gobbling down pig’s trotters, savoring the oily delight smeared across her face.

However, the pig’s trotters in the dream were strange, they even pinched people!

Qiao Yi woke up abruptly, her eyes meeting Lu Yanchuan’s expressionless face.

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Looking down at the “pig’s trotters” she had been gnawing on unknowingly for how long…

The poor, pampered hands of Mr. Lu, nurtured for over twenty years, distinct in bone structure and pale in complexion, were now covered with gum marks, with a bite mark on the fleshier part of the palm even starting to ooze blood!

Qiao Yi blinked her eyes, cautiously releasing the saliva-coated hand from her embrace, even guiltily wiping it a couple of times with her pajamas.

Lu Yanchuan watched as Qiao Yi gradually tried to escape, he reached out with his long arm, enveloped her in his embrace, eyed her up and down to pick a suitable spot, and then bit down hard.

Qiao Yi, covering her face, glared at Lu Yanchuan, both guilty and angry.

Although it was wrong for her to mistake Lu Yanchuan’s hand for a pig’s trotter and gnaw it all night, Lu Yanchuan had no right to bite her face! And to bite so hard! It hurt tremendously!

An irate Qiao Yi got out of bed grumpily, grumpily waiting for the hotel staff to deliver breakfast.

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Upon seeing the breakfast brought up, Qiao Yi sensed the deepest malice from Lu Yanchuan.

There were two large bowls on the table, both filled with steaming pig’s trotters.

Why must she face such an ordeal first thing in the morning!

Qiao Yi tearfully gnawed on two pig’s trotters, glancing up at Lu Yanchuan elegantly eating opposite her, her bravado fading instantly when her eyes landed on the still-fading bite marks on his hand.

Fine, she would just gnaw them!

Qiao Yi stuffed herself with pig’s trotters, every burp flavoured with a hint of trotter, probably won’t crave them again for at least half a year.

The guests for the auction began to arrive at three in the afternoon, and it was already past eleven when Qiao Yi went for makeup and hairstyling, hurrying to the already booked venue, only to run into someone she hadn’t wished to see.

“What’s the matter, can’t go to the auction so you come here for styling, enjoying it, huh?”

Qiao Yi couldn’t understand the sense of superiority Qiao Xin exhibited upon seeing her.

She was clearly jealous to death, yet she could act so arrogantly in front of her. Is this the world of a neurotic? Forgive her, she really didn’t get it.

“I’m accompanying my husband, any objections?”

Qiao Yi deliberately clung to Lu Yanchuan’s hand, squeezing herself into his arms.

With one hand entwined with Qiao Yi’s and the other guarding her waist, the couple stood there, perfectly matched!

Qiao Yi didn’t even realize that although she felt nothing for Lu Yanchuan, their togetherness always projected a harmonious vibe.

The more they looked like a couple, the angrier Qiao Xin became, grinding her teeth as she walked by. She even bumped heavily into Qiao Yi’s shoulder as she passed.

Before Qiao Yi could react, Lu Yanchuan’s hand on her waist exerted a slight pressure pulling her to his other side.

Qiao Xin’s strength drained, and she almost toppled forward; if it weren’t for Lu Ming by her side catching her in time, she would definitely have fallen.

With a disdainful snort, Qiao Yi strutted into the clubhouse arrogantly like a peacock, nestled in Lu Yanchuan’s embrace.

To Lu Yanchuan, however, her demeanor resembled a smug kitten more than anything, and he even felt an urge to scratch her chin.

Lu Yanchuan’s fingers twitched; after walking into the clubhouse, and ensuring that Qiao Xin couldn’t see them anymore, Qiao Yi stepped out of his embrace.

The stylist, who had been arranged in advance, greeted Qiao Yi and led her to a special makeup room.

Three hours for styling was quite pressing; Qiao Yi had to assist with the makeup personally, rushing along with two stylists to barely finish within the time limit.

Lu Yanchuan had never before spent so much time watching a woman put on makeup, even at some compulsory occasions when he needed styling too, he had never been so patient.

Watching Qiao Yi through the mirror, handling a small box and brush dabbing on her face, Lu Yanchuan incredibly found no hint of impatience.

He even felt a bit of curiosity about those peculiar items in her hand.

Unaware of Lu Yanchuan’s gaze, Qiao Yi was busy drawing her eyeliner when she accidentally poked her eye with the eyeliner pencil, and now she was tilting her head back trying hard to keep the tears from falling.

“Qiao Yi! What tricks are you playing now!”

The door to the makeup room was flung open, and Qiao Xin stood at the doorway, her sharp voice causing everyone in the room to frown.

It was precisely because she barged in suddenly that caused the stylist’s hand to shake and poke Qiao Yi.

And she still dared to create a scene at the door!

After easing the discomfort in her eyes, Qiao Yi lowered her head; fortunately, no tears had ruined her eye makeup.

Turning to look at Qiao Xin at the door, why does this person always show up at the wrong time and place?

“Qiao Xin, haven’t you had enough? Do you really think I’m afraid of you?”

Qiao Yi looked calmly at Qiao Xin, but Qiao Xin seemed maddened by anger, bursting in and throwing an invitation card at her.

“You’re so cunning! Giving me an invitation while stealing it back! If I hadn’t glanced at it, I would have been completely deceived by you!”

Qiao Xin intended to throw the invitation in Qiao Yi’s face, but couldn’t get close enough and had to point at her from a distance and yell.

Qiao Yi glanced down at the red invitation card by her feet, picked it up, and inspected it, finding nothing unusual.

“Stop making unreasonable trouble! I gave you the invitation, and now you’re accusing me of stealing yours, how amusing do you find this?”

Qiao Xin laughed out of sheer rage, brushed past the people holding her back, and snatched the invitation from Qiao Yi’s hands.

“If you hadn’t stolen my invitation, why would you be here getting styled? You gave away your invitation, what would you use to attend the auction? Don’t think I don’t know what you’re scheming…”

“Yiyi’s invitation was given by me, do you have a problem with that?”

Qiao Xin froze, disbelievingly turned her head to the corner where Lu Yanchuan sat on the sofa, his expression as shocked as if he had seen a ghost.

“I didn’t mean…”

“What, I need your permission to bring my wife to an auction? When did you become the boss of me?”