The Return Of The Devil's Wife 82 Tearing Out Pretentious Faces 2

"Xiao Qing Shan, sis, are you alright? Ah, you! Look at what you did, my sister is soaked!" Yan Qing Yu shouted at the 'careless' waiter. Fortunately, the music drowned out his voice and thus they avoided creating a huge ruckus. He immediately took out a silk handkerchief and was about to help wipe off the liquor on Yan Qing Shan's gown. However, the slender hands of Yao Changying took the piece of cloth away from Yan Qing Yu and effectively barred him from fussing about.

"You good? Let me wipe off the stains." Yao Changying softly checked up on her. Yan Qing Shan smiled gratefully at the woman. Yao Changying may seem fierce at first but she in truth possess a rare, genuine gentleness in her. Yan Qing Shan was liking her more and more.

"I'm fine, Big Sister Ying." She replied as she took out her own cotton handkerchief and helped in wiping of the wet stain in her dress. Nonetheless, there was too much of the wine that spilled. The other half of her gown was thoroughly drenched. Yan Qing Shan felt cold and sticky.
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"Miss, I'm truly sorry. I really didn't mean to spill the wine on you. There are a few spare gown on Miss Yan Xiaoyi's room. If you want, I could lead you to the suite. We were given briefings about this incidents beforehand. I didn't expect I would offend Miss this way. I'm really sorry, Miss." The waiter frantically apologized and tried to remedy the situation.

At least that was what it looked like to other people. Yan Qing Shan knew otherwise. This waiter was just creating a way to lure her out of the party. His act was too exaggerated for her to believe him, aside from Aki's warning of course. According to typical scenarios, Yan Qing Shan was pretty sure she was bound to get locked up in a room once she agreed to go with the waiter. Anyone who possesses the right amount of sanity would refuse and just ask Yan Qing Yu and Yao Changying couple to accompany them to change instead. Except... It was Yan Qing Shan's plan to play dumb.

"Big Sister Ying, I feel really sticky. I'll have the waiter to accompany me to go freshen up and borrow one of Xiaoyi's dresses at her suite. You and Big Brother Qing Yu stay here and enjoy the party. Don't let this dampen your mood." Yan Qing Shan told Yao Changying neutrally while she held a part of her gown away from her skin.

Yao Changying looked at her worriedly. "Are you sure? I can go with you."

Yan Qing Shan waved her off politely though there was a hint of impatience. The former understood her predicament and didn't insist anymore.

"No need. No need. I'll be back quickly. You go have fun. Big Brother Qing Yu, I'll be off for now. Let's catch up later." Yan Qing Yu merely nodded absentmindedly in response.

Yan Qing Shan then turned to the waiter and gestured him to lead the way. It wasn't until she was completely gone that Yan Qing Yu recovered himself. He held Yao Changying abruptly on her shoulders.

"Ying ying, Xiao Qing Shan called me Big Brother. She called me Big Brother again. Ah, this is such a wonderful night." He spouted off excitedly, almost twirling Yao Changying around. The latter had to headb.u.t.t him slightly hard before he let her go.

"Idiot." Yao Changying muttered to herself yet a small smile of affection graced her luscious lips.

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"Are you sure my sister has a few spare gowns on her room? You better not be bluffing about it or else." Yan Qing Shan spoke haughtily as she slowed her pace until she was side by side with the waiter. She caught the brief flash of annoyance on the man's expression followed by disdain. Yan Qing Shan was pretty sure the waiter was mocking her internally for being gullible and dumb. She had the urge to laugh. They were yet to see who was actually gullible and dumb.

The waiter caught himself quickly. He erased any other trace of emotion on his face and put on a flattering one while he nodded enthusiatically in response to her question. "Yes Miss, don't worry. There are several spare gowns in there. The people from housekeeping informed me. They were the ones who had it drycleaned. You can take your time to shower and change. I saw the program previously, the main events wouldn't be until later."

Yan Qing Shan harrumphed at this and walked lazily into the room. She headed inside whilst the waiter remained at the door.

"I don't see any gowns or even any of my sister's things. Are you sure we're in the right room?" Yan Qing Shan asked and was about to turn her head towards the door where she knew the waiter remained. However before she could completely do so, Yan Qing Shan suddenly felt a hard blow on her head, then the world turned black.

"I didn't expect you to be this stupid. Tsk. Tsk. Such a pretty face. If it weren't for the fact that I have other things I need to do, I would have enjoyed your body first. Too bad. Enjoy your night in here, Eldest Miss Yan." The man in the waiter's clothing spoke lowly in her ear, contempt in his every word. His hand carressing the unconscious Yan Qing Shan's cheek. Afterwards, he left the room, locked it, and hung the 'do not disturb' sign.

The 'waiter' whistled pleasantly as he treaded his way back to the party. He took out a mobile phone and informed a certain someone of a mission accomplished. As he fiddled with his phone, he missed to see the statuesque figure of a woman in a hotel staff uniform approaching the room he just left.

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Whilst Yan Qing Shan got herself into an intended trouble, Yan Xiaoyi smirked as she received the confirmation of Yan Qing Shan's detainment. She gave the sign to her mother to proceed with what's next.

Yan Xiaoyi eyed the aloof, handsome form of Zi Jue as he conversed with some of the VIP's present.

'After this, Zi Jue will finally discard that s.l.u.t. I just have to be patient.'

Yan Xiaoyi felt giddy as she progressed on the prospects after this party. She imagined Zi Jue smiling at her and taking her into his arms. Yan Xiaoyi had to bite her cheek to stop her from acting unladylike. When she saw that Zi Jue was finally by himself, Yan Xiaoyi smoothened out her gown, put on her sweetest smile, and pattered slowly towards the man of her dreams.