Unfortunately, this strategy has completely failed!
For no other reason than that Her Highness the Princess's "former lover" was none other than Miss Qiao...
Princess Sophie subtly moved closer to me, and finally simply draped half of her body over my shoulder, deliberately appearing very friendly.
She even went so far as to plead with me in a sweet voice, saying she didn't know how to use chopsticks and insisted that I teach her step by step. Then, like a curious little girl, she innocently asked me why I knew Qiaoqiao.
Qiao Qiao's words had been interrupted three times... I saw the muscles around Qiao Qiao's eyes start to twitch, and sparks were already flying in her eyes... Based on my understanding of this woman, our Miss Qiao is quite unhappy now!
Finally, Qiaoqiao suddenly forced a sweet smile onto her face, looking at Su Fei with a smile as gentle as a spring breeze. Her charming appearance immediately caught everyone's eye.
"Oh, Sophie, you look even more radiant than the last time I saw you! By the way, do you remember the word 'radiant'?" Qiao Qiao's gaze seemed to be filled with affection. Only I could see that this gaze was completely feigned... Basically, when Qiao Qiao was trying to pick up girls, this killer look was one of her signature moves.
“...Joe...!” Sophie was indeed moved, and said softly, “Of course I haven’t forgotten...I’ve never forgotten anything about you...I…”
“Really…” Qiao Qiao’s smile grew even brighter: “Then… do you remember that poem you recited that night?”
A look of ecstasy immediately appeared on the princess's face: "Oh! Darling... Of course I remember... It was a wonderful night..."
Upon hearing this, not only me, but even Li Wenjing's expression revealed a hint of ambiguous reverie...
"A wonderful night"—even a fool could guess what that means...
Princess Sophie gazed at Qiao Qiao with deep affection, her blue eyes sparkling, and said softly, "That poem is a testament to our love! Although I don't understand Chinese very well, I still memorized it... I will never forget it!"
Then, the princess cleared her throat, her face full of deep affection, and began to recite, word by word, in a somewhat stiff tone and broken Chinese…
It was obvious that she was telling the truth; her Chinese was indeed not very good, and she herself probably didn't even understand the meaning of the poem, but simply recited it word for word.
"The moonlight shines on the lotus leaves, and the water ripples gently."
Qiaoqiao wrapped her arms around the princess's waist.
The princess turned her leg aside.
Qiaoqiao arched her back,
Holy crap...
sexual intercourse!"
Princess Sophie spoke these words with deep emotion, her face etched with profound feeling and affection…
I was drinking water at the time. I couldn't hold it in, and a mouthful of water sprayed out, landing right on Sophie's skirt with a scream. Meanwhile, Li Wenjing, sitting opposite me, dropped his chopsticks...
The princess immediately glared at me angrily: "Chen Yang, you're so rude!!" Then she stood up angrily, lifted her skirt, and rushed towards the bathroom.
My face flushed with embarrassment. I hurriedly wiped my mouth, desperately suppressing the urge to burst out laughing, and looked at Qiaoqiao: "This...this poem..."
“I taught her that.” Miss Qiao gave a malicious smile.
Li Wenjing also suppressed his smile and forced a serious expression. He slowly said, "Qiaoqiao... I think it's a bit too much for you to tease this princess like this."
Qiao Qiao pouted, but immediately turned to Li Wenjing, arrogantly raising a slender finger...
...Middle finger!!
"Shut up, you sissy."
Li Wenjing gave a wry smile and could only sigh.
I hesitated for a moment: "Qiaoqiao...do you and this Princess Sophie have some kind of grudge?"
“Hmm!” Miss Qiao raised an eyebrow.
"What I mean is, aren't you always very considerate towards beautiful women? Why do you seem to be hostile towards her?" I was a little embarrassed. Actually, I think that aside from her sexuality, Princess Sophie isn't a bad person.
"I wouldn't touch a woman like that!" Qiao Qiao curled her lips in disdain.
"Why?"
"Because she has AIDS. Didn't you know?"
Holy crap!
I was so scared that I almost turned pale. If I hadn't been sitting relatively steadily, I would have fallen off the chair!
But then, Qiaoqiao burst into laughter. Seeing her sly, triumphant smile, I realized I'd been tricked! Sure enough, Qiaoqiao laughed so hard she could barely stand, and panting, she said, "Ha! I knew you and her were having an affair! You little rascal! Don't worry, I was just kidding! I had my reasons for targeting her!"
I was still worried... To be honest, I was scared by the AIDS virus!
"Sigh..." Miss Qiao sighed deeply, "You've all met my father, haven't you?"
"I've met you."
"Doesn't my father look handsome? Doesn't he have great manners?"
I nodded.
Indeed, Qiaoqiao's father was a handsome middle-aged man, exuding the aura of a successful person—confident, dignified, and elegant.
"A few years ago, my father came to Canada on business and met Mr. Sorin. It was this princess who actually developed feelings for my father! That little bitch! Originally, I kept to myself and her! But this little slut actually set her sights on my father... How could I sit idly by and do nothing!"
I just felt a bitter taste in my mouth... then... you..."
"Hmph!" Miss Qiao laughed triumphantly, exuding an air of dominance. "What else could I do! To protect my parents' family harmony, I had no choice but to take matters into my own hands! I seduced this little slut and spent a wild night with her! I used every trick in the book to make this little slut completely devoted to me, and she'll never dare to seduce my dad again!" She then deliberately squinted her eyes as if savoring the moment, and added with a somewhat suggestive smile, "But this foreign girl's skills in bed are truly top-notch..."
She opened her eyes, glanced at me, and deliberately gave me a teasing smile: "Xiao Wu, what do you think?"
I:"…………"
Qiao Qiao's eyes suddenly sharpened as she stared at me, a cold smile playing on her lips. "Kid! Stop pretending! Don't tell me you and she aren't having an affair! Let me tell you, I let it go before, but you're not allowed to continue getting entangled with this woman! Do you hear me?! Otherwise, I'll turn you..." Miss Qiao paused, then suddenly picked up a small dinner knife from the table, brandishing a "slicing" motion, threateningly saying, "I'll turn you into 'Ikkyu-san'!"
I was stunned: "Ikkyu-san?"
“Yes!” Qiao Qiao sang softly with a sly smile:
"Cut the chicken, cut the chicken, cut the chicken, cut the chicken, cut the chicken, cut the chicken...—! Hush! Sang!"
"..."
"…………"
At that moment, I was certain of one thing!
Our Miss Qiao is absolutely the most powerful, strongest, most invincible, and greatest being in the whole world and the entire universe!
Qiaoqiao glanced at the time, then a strange smile appeared on her lips. She stood up and grabbed my hand: "Let's hurry! Before that princess comes out."
I hesitated for a moment: "Like this..."
Qiaoqiao glared at her and snapped, "What, you can't bear to part with it!"
I quickly shook my head, letting this female hooligan pull me up. Before leaving, Qiaoqiao shouted loudly to Li Wenjing, "That princess is yours now! Sissy. Aren't you good at comforting people anyway?"
With a wry smile, Li Wenjing watched as Qiaoqiao pulled him and they quickly ran out of the small restaurant.
Even when the French waiters outside came to help her put a shawl on, she pushed them away. Then we rushed out of the private club.
On the streets of Vancouver at night, with streetlights twinkling like stars, Jojo held my hand, and we ran through the darkness. Jojo's hair flew wildly, like a waterfall cascading before my eyes. We ran for two blocks before finally stopping, leaning over and panting heavily. Then we looked at each other and burst into laughter.
This is a tacit understanding that has been built up over many years!
We laughed for a while before Qiaoqiao gradually calmed down. She looked at me with a serious expression and said, "Xiao Wu, you'd better stay away from that foreign girl. She's not a good woman!"
I didn't think much of it and simply took the advice as a well-intentioned warning from a friend, so I smiled and said, "Okay, I'll be careful. I'll try to see her less often in the future."
We then strolled side by side down the street. Although there were many pedestrians at night, this was still one of the more bustling areas of Vancouver. The man was impeccably dressed in a suit, while the woman was in a glamorous evening gown. This handsome couple immediately attracted the attention of many people.
Qiaoqiao was getting impatient. She suddenly frowned and said, "These people's stares are so annoying." She suddenly bent down and quickly took off her high heels, then slammed them on the ground a few times, breaking off the heels and turning them into flats. Then, she casually ripped off the sleeve of her evening gown, tossing it into the trash can. She also tore off a strip of fabric from one sleeve, loosely gathered her long hair into a ponytail.
In this way, her originally elegant evening gown was transformed into what appeared to be a slightly casual dress, and her flat shoes also gained a more relaxed feel. I smiled and took off my suit jacket, folding it over my arm.
Almost naturally, Qiaoqiao took my arm. I didn't find the action abrupt; it just felt natural and normal. Back in China, when we hung out together, everyone did this. When Qiaoqiao was with Aze and Mutou, she would also link arms with them while shopping, sometimes even linking arms with one on each side.
The night air was a bit chilly, but thankfully the weather in Vancouver wasn't too cold. We walked along the long street for a while without saying a word.
I really like... or rather, I miss this feeling. This feeling makes me feel as if I've returned to China... back to those carefree days of wandering around, as if I'm on the streets of Nanjing right now, having just finished eating with my best friend, and strolling along the road.
Finally, Qiaoqiao broke the silence.
"Xiao Wu, you've been gone for a long time." Her voice was very soft.
"Yes," I sighed, and said sincerely, "Indeed, a lot has happened."
She glanced around and said, "There's no one here now. The princess isn't here, and neither is Li Wenjing. Can you tell me what happened now?"
I hesitated for a moment: "How is my home now?"
Qiao Qiao frowned slightly: "I don't know how to say it."
She sighed, "You suddenly ran away, and none of us knew what happened. Nobody told us... Later, we tried calling you but couldn't reach you. Then Aze went to look for you and found that your place was empty. Also... your house was a mess, like it had been ransacked. We were all very worried about you... We finally managed to contact Yan Di and A Mei, and that's how we found out what happened to you. Nobody could reach you... Yan Di had a phone number you left behind, but that number also stopped working. We completely lost contact with you... Your boss... um, that woman, her name is Fang Nan, right? Yan Di used to be with her. But... sigh, to be honest, that woman... you had a relationship with her, right?"
I hesitated for a moment, and before I could speak, Qiao Qiao, with a strange smile, patted my shoulder hard and said in a lazy tone, "Good lad, you've got some pretty good skills! You managed to get your hands on such a top-notch lady. You truly deserve to be one of the Four Great Wolves of Nanjing!"
I gave a wry smile and changed the subject: "How are Yan Di and the others...?"
Seeing my somewhat gloomy expression, Qiaoqiao also stopped smiling and looked at me, asking in a very serious tone, "Xiao Wu, what exactly are you thinking!"
"What?" I avoided her gaze.
But Qiaoqiao's gaze was fixed on me: "I'm asking you what happened! Did no one know anything about you after you ran away? What's even more terrifying is... you know, we all have connections, and it was Fang Nan who brought the news... You stood up for a little girl and caused such a huge mess! I think you've gone completely mad!"
I smiled but didn't say anything.
“You’re out there, your fate unknown. I even found out through Li Wenjing that the person you injured was the son of a very powerful figure! Those people were determined to kill you! Aze and I tried everything to help you, but our family couldn’t do anything to help… until Li Wenjing found out that the powerful figure had dropped the hunt for you, and later we heard that you were dead!”
As she spoke, Qiaoqiao's voice trembled slightly. She looked at me, took a deep breath, and forced a bitter smile. Although she was smiling, tears welled up in her eyes. Suddenly, she punched me hard, laughing and cursing, "You little bastard! I even cried my eyes out for you! I thought one of the four great wolves of Nanjing was going to be gone... But it turned out that Mu Tou guy said, 'Good people don't live long, but evil people live a thousand years!' He said you wouldn't die so young! I was so angry that I had a big argument with Mu Tou... But I still held onto a sliver of hope that you were really alright. But we've already spent a lot of effort and haven't found any clues about you."
She looked at me, her eyes flickering, but then turned her head away, gazing into the distance… Her voice seemed calm, but beneath that calm tone lay something complex:
"Xiao Wu, do you know that... so many people... so many people are worried about you...?"
The first book, "A Man in the Martial World, Helpless in His Own Way," Chapter 149: It's very difficult! It's really very difficult!
I began to recount my story to Qiaoqiao, telling her my escape from Nanjing to Guangzhou, my escape from Guangzhou again, my smuggling at sea, my near-death experiences, my meeting with Xiaofeng, the slave-like treatment I received on the smuggling ship, and my experiences of drifting at sea, hunger, thirst, the harsh weather, and my struggles against the ocean.
I've been holding it in for so long!
I've been holding it in for so long!
At first, I spoke in a low, slow, even calm tone, but later, my speech quickened, my face turned gloomy, and all the resentment, helplessness, and struggle in my heart erupted all at once.
My emotions were also affected by my own narration... I was sometimes excited, sometimes angry, and sometimes sad... When I talked about killing someone... my tone became noticeably cold... I subconsciously took out a cigarette, but then I remembered that smoking is not allowed on the streets of Vancouver, so I put the cigarette away.