Is he out of his mind!
Qin Feng, extremely quick-witted, herded his hangers-on away, leaving only the women, while flattering Zhang Qi with praise.
"Young Master Zhang really knows how to have fun!"
As he spoke, he deftly took out a package from his pocket, smiling mysteriously, "A double dose, for men and women alike, guaranteed to make you feel like an immortal!"
What a scoundrel!
A hint of pleasant surprise flashed in Zhang Qi's eyes, "You people in show business really know how to play!"
Then he took the package.
Dai Xiaomei's face flushed, "Young Master Zhang, you'll have to pay extra..."
"Little thing, I'll make sure you're satisfied."
Zhang Qi patted her thigh, then gave Qin Feng a look. The latter understood, and with an evil grin, approached Song Xi.
But before his hand could touch Song Xi's shoulder, she looked up, a sharp glint in her eyes.
"Don't touch me!"
Qin Feng let out a sound of surprise, "You're just some blower of tunes, daring to speak to me like that? Are you looking for death!"
The woman with the big wavy hair suddenly shouted, "She's not Ding Li!"
Immediately, other women chimed in, "That's right, I noticed too, the song she played just now was faltering!"
Qin Feng's eyes widened, and he took a step back, "Who are you!"
Song Xi merely gazed at him coldly, her eyes like she was looking at trash.
This was a great humiliation for Qin Feng.
Enraged, he tried to snatch her veil away.
But Song Xi leaned back, and he missed.
"Don't you dare touch me with those dirty hands."
Her pink lips moved, "You're not worthy."
Qin Feng froze instantly.
He was actually intimidated by her aura!
Who was this woman!
Suddenly, something flashed in his mind.
Qin Feng's pupils dilated in disbelief.
"Song... Song Xi!?"
The name was like a curse, making Zhang Qi, who was lost in desire, tremble.
His eyes were almost glazed over. As he lifted his head, Dai Xiaomei, displeased by his distraction, threw her arms around his neck and eagerly kissed him.
Zhang Qi, his head spinning, was quickly entranced and paid no attention to anything else.
Thus, a bizarre scene unfolded in the private room.
On the left, passion ran high; on the right, sheer terror.
It could be called one of the top ten paintings.
Seeing the corners of the woman's eyes curve upwards, displaying that familiar, icy arc, Qin Feng was certain she was Song Xi!
What was she doing here?
Qin Feng sneered, assuming he knew, "I never expected that you, who usually acts so pure and chaste, would be such a promiscuous slut behind closed doors!"
Song Xi retorted, "Likewise!"
Qin Feng's expression changed instantly. Realizing she had witnessed everything he had just done, he was consumed by fury.
He lunged forward, wanting to hit her, but Song Xi calmly said, "I advise you not to act impulsively. If I were to let something slip, wouldn't all your painstaking efforts go down the drain?"
She had accurately pinpointed his Achilles' heel.
Qin Feng's mouth twitched. He gritted his teeth, "Don't threaten me. We can both go down in flames!"
"Oh? Then go ahead and say it."
She seemed utterly unconcerned.
Qin Feng's face turned from green to white with anger as he saw her nonchalance.
Of course, she could afford to be indifferent! How long had she been in this circle?
But Qin Feng couldn't. He had struggled for nearly seven years, enduring so much hardship and suffering to climb up!
He hadn't hesitated to serve a two-hundred-pound rich woman, working himself to death, and now he had to debase himself, acting like a subservient dog in front of Zhang Qi. If everything were ruined now, he would rather die!
His attitude softened, "Then what do you want?"