nycdaug Chapter 129 Aura, my ass!
Chapter 129 Aura, my ass!
“Hey, Qin Reng…” she whispered, struggling to get the words out.
"Shut up." He leaned close to her ear, his tone cold yet undeniably forceful. "Since this is my body, I have to make it have some presence."
"Aura my ass!" Who would have thought that a normally aloof and domineering CEO would now be using her body to stage an emotional "CEO doting on his wife" drama, and the audience was actually enjoying it. Yu Yuetong felt that if this scene continued any longer, her soul might fly directly out of Qin Reng's body.
"Come on, look forward to today's biggest surprise! A set of limited edition French couple's watches!" The host picked up the microphone again and announced with feigned surprise, "Congratulations to Mr. and Mrs. Qin! What an enviable couple!"
A burst of applause and cheers erupted from the audience, reaching the heavens. Yu Yuetong's face flushed crimson, yet she remained firmly held in Qin Reng's arms. He lowered his head, a faint, fake smile that seemed blinding to outsiders.
"What, you don't want to accept it?" Qin Reng said, loosening his grip on her slightly and pushing her to the center of the stage to take the gift from the host. His voice, like a light, sharp thorn, reached her ears, "Be more reserved, and help me act more convincingly."
"You big dummy!" Yu Yuetong almost cursed, but due to the cameras and her high-profile status with no privacy, she could only force an unnatural smile and accept the watch box. "Ahem... Thank you very much."
Qin Reng stood beside her, exuding elegance and composure, as if he were still the domineering CEO everyone knew. He patted her back and said slowly, "Don't worry, the watch suits you perfectly."
"Suitable my ass!" she retorted softly, but could only continue to wear that annoying fake smile.
After the ceremony, the two were finally able to escape the hall filled with stares. Yu Yuetong pressed down Qin Reng's hand, which was about to open the door to leave, and questioned the man in front of her through gritted teeth, "What were you thinking just now?!"
Qin Reng raised an eyebrow, leaned against the doorframe, and scrutinized her leisurely. "Of course I'm trying to save face. Otherwise, do you want me, the dignified 'Yu Yuetong,' to lose face here?"
"You!" Yu Yuetong choked on her words. "Who are you trying to save face for? It's clearly your 'President Qin' persona that's about to collapse, and you dare to shift the blame to me?!"
"Alright," he lazily raised a hand to rub his temples, his tone slightly impatient, "Isn't taking care of the situation just helping you save face? Do I have to thank you for your 'superb acting' standard answer?"
“You…” Yu Yuetong took a deep breath, jealous of Qin Reng’s extraordinary composure in the face of the dramatic scene, and immediately showed her unwillingness to be outdone. “So here’s the question, how do you explain ‘you’—that is, me now—holding you for two minutes without letting go?”
Qin Reng was amused by the provocative question. He pursed his lips and looked at her, his gaze carrying a hint of nonchalant danger, like a cat catching a mouse, stirring up the atmosphere and teasing her nerves: "Miss Yu, your dedication to putting on a show has deeply moved me."
"Get lost!" Yu Yuetong instantly bristled, waving her hand as if to rip off the hair tie from the back of her head. "Believe it or not, I'll strangle you with this rope right now!"
The next second, clear footsteps suddenly came from outside the door. An unexpected voice broke the eerie atmosphere: "Oh my, Mr. and Mrs. Qin are so loving, even their playful argument is so heated?"
The door opened, and accompanied by the cool scent of perfume, came Ji Momo's face, as bright and graceful as ever. She gently gathered her long, jet-black hair, smiling like an elegant and self-possessed cat.
Yu Yuetong and Qin Reng exchanged a glance, but before they could deny it, Ji Momo had already taken a few steps closer, speaking with a half-smile: "However, hearing is believing, seeing is believing—"
Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly squatted down and began to help pick up the fallen watch box.
The footsteps outside the door stopped, and Ji Momo's appearance made Yu Yuetong's hair stand on end like a hedgehog. Her first reaction was to hide behind Qin Reng, but the next second she realized that she was now "Qin Reng", so she could only pinch that cold face that made people's teeth itch and stand up straight with a stiff upper lip.
Qin Reng, however, seemed completely unsurprised by Ji Momo's arrival. He even casually curled the corners of his lips and said nonchalantly, "Miss Ji, what a coincidence?"
"What a coincidence." Ji Momo laughed like an octopus, glancing around at the two of them. "But I saw you two arguing, right? Such a tense scene, am I not suitable?"
As she spoke, her gaze swept back and forth between the two. Qin Reng (Yu Yuetong in her soul) was holding up a hair tie, as if she might kill her own family member at any moment and use the weapon to "strangle the man," while Qin Reng himself leaned against the door frame with a deliberately lazy expression, exuding a nonchalant and indifferent "do whatever you want" attitude.
"Hmm?" Ji Momo tilted her head innocently, her smile widening. "Let me guess what little tricks Mr. Qin and Mrs. Qin are up to?"
Yu Yuetong's eyes twitched violently. She hurriedly hid her hair tie behind her back and forced a smile: "Of course it's nothing. We were just chatting about household matters, just some minor squabbles between husband and wife."
Qin Reng glanced at her and almost laughed himself silly. This silly woman, she hid it as discreetly as a brick hitting the ground.
However, he was too lazy to expose her at the moment, and casually replied with a raised eyelid: "You know what marital intimacy is."
Ji Momo blinked, her gaze lingering on Yu Yuetong's haute couture gown before turning to scrutinize Qin Reng's cold face, which was clearly on the verge of exploding with barely suppressed rage. "Oh?" She raised a slender eyebrow, fiddling with the watch box she had picked up, and said meaningfully, "Since you're so 'romantic,' why did Mrs. Qin look like she was about to 'tear you apart' just now?"
“We not only tear, we bite.” Before Yue Tong could react, Qin Reng, the true owner of the body, lazily replied with a playful tone that was completely unfathomable. He neither avoided her gaze nor showed any extra expression, but instead leaned even more casually.
Yu Yuetong was instantly stunned, almost blurting out "Are you crazy?", but thankfully she held back in time. She immediately adjusted her facial expression, nodding in an extremely awkward yet arrogant manner: "He... is right."
Ji Momo paused for a moment, seemingly very "interested" in the tacit understanding between the two, but then slowly lowered her eyelids, a sly smile playing on her lips, "I didn't realize that you two were really in the throes of a passionate romance."