TVMCC Chapter 79
by VolareChapter 79: Karma
Yun Yi had achieved what he wanted, and now he wanted to leave.
Yun Cheng’s happiness was too dazzling.
He fancied himself not to be a kind person, and if he continued to sit there, he would be unable to resist the urge to kill.
As soon as Yun Yi got up, Jiang Qiu was about to follow, but He Yuetang called out from behind, “Manager Qin, Director Qin instructed you to go to the back hall to find him now.”
Jiang Qiu turned his head to look at He Yuetang, “I understand.”
He Yuetang was reminding him that there were Qin Tingli’s people here.
If things got ugly, Yun Yi would definitely be the one to suffer.
Qin Tingli would not allow Jiang Qiu to make his own decisions about marriage; the most likely scenario was that he would attack Yun Yi.
Jiang Qiu glanced at Yun Yi’s back, took out his phone and sent a message, instructing Yun Yi to be careful on the way and that he would explain the matter when he returned at night.
After sending the message, he went to the back hall, not noticing that Yun Yi had been splashed with wine by a servant.
“Ah… I’m, I’m sorry.” The servant apologized repeatedly, holding the tray.
These movements attracted the attention of many people, and Yu Baiyue walked forward in surprise, “What’s wrong with you, servant!”
“Xiao Yi, are you alright? Oh! Your clothes are all wet.”
Wen Qian also walked over under the attention of the crowd, first scolding the servant, and then looking at Yun Yi with apology, “Why don’t you… go and change your clothes.”
If Yun Yi hadn’t been splashed with wine before, Yun Yi would have really thought Wen Qian was a good person.
Everything was completed in a closed loop at this moment, and Yun Yi knew without thinking why Wen Heng and Yun Cheng insisted on him attending the engagement banquet.
Yun Yi smiled, “Okay.”
Then he followed Wen Qian upstairs, and just as he was about to step onto the staircase, he casually took a glass and placed it in his sleeve.
The second floor was empty, without even a single guest.
All the rooms were closed, and Wen Qian stopped in front of a door in the middle. She looked at Yun Yi’s face and said, “This is the one, go in and change, you and I should keep our distance…”
“Pa!” Yun Yi smashed the glass, the sharp and uneven side against Wen Qian’s neck, his eyes fierce, but the corners of his lips were hooked, showing madness: “What’s inside?”
Wen Qian’s body stiffened instantly, “What, what, clothes…”
She tried desperately to shrink back, fear making her swallow hard, wanting to escape, but Yun Yi pushed her forward, and blood immediately appeared on her neck.
“Aren’t you… changing clothes? It’s, it’s in here…”
“Clothes?” Yun Yi chuckled, reaching behind with one hand to tear off the pheromone-blocking Stickers on Wen Qian’s back neck, and pressed down on the doorknob, pushing the person forcefully into that room, “Karma.”
The moment the door opened, the scent of a rutting alpha rushed over.
“Ahhh!!”
The door closed, shutting out Wen Qian’s screams. The door was being hit hard, but it couldn’t be opened from the inside.
Yun Yi stood at the door, watching the doorknob shaking, coldly laughing.
They had been preparing for this day for a long time, right?
Even the door was reversed, unable to be opened from the inside.
Today, Yun Cheng was aiming to take his life.
It wasn’t until the sounds inside grew quieter that Yun Yi turned and left.
He went downstairs wearing the dirty white suit, and after noticing Yun Cheng’s shocked gaze, Yun Yi stretched out his thumb and slowly drew it across his neck.
Yun Cheng, your days are numbered.
Jiang Qiu stood up abruptly the second he saw Yun Yi. He had never seen the young master so disheveled, and it was only in the dozen or so minutes when he wasn’t paying attention.
It wasn’t until he got closer that Jiang Qiu realized Yun Yi’s hand was actually shaking, and a smear of bright red fell on his cuff, glaringly obvious on the white suit.
“Young Master…”
Yun Yi walked out without stopping, as if he hadn’t seen Jiang Qiu.
In front of everyone, he played out his anger to the fullest.
Jiang Qiu was truly flustered, and also truly regretful. He regretted not watching Yun Yi leave with his own eyes just now.
“Young Master, your hand.”
Halfway there, he was stopped again by Wen Heng, “Xiao Yi, why didn’t you change your clothes?”
Yun Yi stopped, his eyes cold without a trace of warmth, but the corners of his mouth were raised high in his usual arc: “Wen Qian sister went into the room and hasn’t come out yet.”
Wen Heng’s pupils shook, and his gentle expression almost couldn’t be maintained, “Is, is that so?”
Yun Yi narrowed his eyes slightly: “Could there be something in the room? Why does Wen Heng brother’s face look so bad?”
“How could there be.” Wen Heng smiled, “Xiao Yi, excuse me for a moment.”
After saying that, without waiting for Yun Yi to answer, he turned and left, walking upstairs with somewhat quick steps.
The smile on Yun Yi’s face gradually disappeared, and he finally looked at Jiang Qiu.
The latter’s gaze had been fixed on his wrist. Yun Yi raised it, blew on it carelessly, and instructed in a light voice: “Jiang Qiu, take people to the second floor. The more the better.”
“Okay.” Jiang Qiu’s hand at his side rubbed, not taking Yun Yi’s hand under the public’s gaze, “Young Master, wait for me here, okay? I’ll take you home soon.”
Yun Yi nodded, “Go quickly.”
Jiang Qiu strode towards the media that was filming, not knowing what he said, and walked towards the second floor with a person carrying a camera.
Yun Yi blocked Yun Cheng, “Yun Cheng, do you know there’s a saying that those who do evil will not survive?”
Yun Cheng’s face changed when she saw Wen Heng go upstairs. Ignoring Yun Yi’s words, she hurriedly called people behind her to stop Jiang Qiu.
But it was too late.
Jiang Qiu understood Yun Yi’s meaning, grabbed the reporter’s back collar and went upstairs.
The emptiness of the venue had one benefit.
Any sound from any room could not escape the ears of the people coming.
Jiang Qiu walked to that door and kicked it open.
Instantly, the sound of the camera shutter “Kak” rang out.
Later, the internet published a message about the Wen family heir’s engagement night with his cousin.
However, it was quickly withdrawn, deleted less than five minutes after it was posted, but screenshots were flying everywhere in private.
When Jiang Qiu came down from the second floor, his whole body was covered with the scent of alphas and omegas.
He casually took off his outer clothes, looked around on the first floor, and couldn’t find Yun Yi’s figure.
Qin Zhici was happy to see Jiang Qiu’s embarrassment. He approached from behind with a glass of wine, “A servant dares toDelusion the master.”
Jiang Qiu was anxious to find Yun Yi.
Yun Yi was injured, and in the early winter weather, his clothes were still wet, he would get sick.
Hearing this, he didn’t even give Qin Zhici a look.
“Where are you going? Don’t you want to know what I said to Yun Yi?”
Jiang Qiu turned his head and looked at him coldly, “I don’t want to, butBig brother, isn’t Delusion, He Yuetang knows better than me!”
Qin Zhici almost crushed the glass.
He Yuetang behind him lowered his head, preparing to warn Jiang Qiu in the days to come.
No one in this world can make Qin Zhici angry.
Except for him.
Until the end of the engagement banquet, Qin Zhici was a little drunk, and He Yuetang was always following him.
He was a little angry, angry that Qin Zhici didn’t say a word to him all night.
Sitting in the back seat of the car, He Yuetang finally couldn’t help it. He sat next to him, pressing his tone: “President Qin, you’re drunk.”
Qin Zhici spat out a mouthful of alcohol. He was drunk, and the drunkenness made his mind a little chaotic, and his vigilance towards the surroundings also decreased.
The concern in the eyes of the alpha sitting next to him was obvious.
At this moment, Qin Zhici felt that He Yuetang seemed to have returned to the little Tang who used to be respectfully by his side.
He stretched out his finger and hooked it, “Come here.”
He Yuetang’s eyes lit up and he leaned forward.
The next second, the alpha’s index finger poked into his mouth.
He Yuetang: “…”
He didn’t understand what Qin was trying to play, but he cooperated and bit lightly.
Qin Zhici rarely didn’t get angry, and pulled out his finger, his phoenix eyes seemed to be holding back a smile: “Sorry, I didn’t wash my hands when I went to the bathroom just now.”
He Yuetang: “…”