40: Chapter 40 Tell me, is he physically ill, or mentally ill?

Half an hour later.

Night Song KTV.

Xia Ning reported the room number and was led by a waiter to Room 69.

Standing at the door, she looked up at the room number and suddenly felt that the number was a bit suggestive. Hearing the singing of the hostesses inside, she frowned.

Standing at the door, she hesitated for a long time, feeling somewhat anxious.

She was afraid that if she pushed the door open, she would see a scene of debauchery.

Adjusting her mood, she pushed the door open.

The light in the private room was ambiguous.

A chorus of a large group of girls singing messily drifted out.

She looked in with a cold face and couldn't help but be stunned.

She saw that there were three large sofas in the room.

On the sofa on the far right, four scantily clad, alluring hostesses were singing a popular love song together.

Liu Yiyi was sitting alone on the middle sofa, drinking alone in boredom.

On the coffee table, there were several bottles of red wine, beer, spirits, and a pile of small snacks.

As for Qin Xun, he was actually lying on the sofa in the corner, seemingly asleep.

Xia Ning looked at Qin Xun, who was asleep in the noisy environment, feeling strange, and muttered, "Is he exhausted?"

She walked in expressionlessly, hesitated for a moment, and sat down beside Liu Yiyi.

"What's wrong with him?"

Liu Yiyi poked a piece of watermelon with a toothpick, put it in her mouth, and sighed.

"I suspect that what Qin Xun said about being gay is true."

Xia Ning was shocked.

"How so?"

Liu Yiyi turned her head to look at the sleeping Qin Xun, then pointed to the four hostesses nearby.

"Who spends ten thousand yuan to come to a place like this, order four hostesses, and then just lie on the sofa and sleep?"

"And he can actually fall asleep."

She lowered her voice.

"Do you think he has a physical illness?"

Hearing this, Xia Ning also lowered her voice.

"I think his brain sickness is more serious."

The two looked at each other and smiled, like plastic sisters.

Liu Yiyi heard Xia Ning's words, felt it hit the nail on the head, and told an interesting story.

"His brain is indeed... not normal."

"Just now, when a few girls came in and saw Qin Xun, they recognized him as the one selling apples at the swimming pool, so they were so excited."

"One after another, they rushed up to hug him, but were pushed away by Qin Xun like he was shooing away flies."

"Then, the four hostesses insisted on dancing a hot dance for him. As a young man, Qin Xun actually stopped them and insisted that they sing the Great Compassion Mantra."

"Isn't that just ruining the mood?"

Xia Ning: "..."

She thought Qin Xun was sick, but she didn't expect the illness to have reached this level.

Liu Yiyi shook her head and continued.

"The girls didn't know how, so he taught them, but... he sang it... in a way that's hard to describe."

"Later, you'll get to experience the Qin-style singing voice. It will definitely refresh your... worldview."

Upon hearing this, Xia Ning turned to look at Qin Xun on the sofa, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly.

Could it be worse than a dog barking?

Three hours later.

Qin Xun woke up leisurely, stretched, and sat up from the sofa. His ears were immediately filled with a group of chattering singing voices.

He looked over and saw that the four hostesses were very happy.

Well, they hadn't drunk a drop of wine, hadn't been molested, and had only been singing for a few hours.

This several thousand yuan was earned easily.

Suddenly, in the dim, ambiguous light, he saw Xia Ning's profile—dignified, elegant, and cold.

She was completely out of place with the surrounding environment.

She was sitting on the sofa next to her, playing on her phone.

Qin Xun walked over, not yet speaking.

Liu Yiyi pounced over with a goblet, her speech already slurred.

"Mr. Qin~~, you brought me here to have fun, why are you only focused on sleeping... by yourself?"

Smelling the smell of alcohol, Qin Xun turned slightly to the side, dodging Liu Yiyi's pounce.

With a reach of his hand, he snatched the wine glass away.

With a trip of his foot, Liu Yiyi's body tilted and she fell onto the sofa.

"It hurts?"

She acted coquettishly.

Qin Xun ignored her, put the wine glass on the coffee table, and sat down beside Xia Ning.

"Do you want to sing?"

Xia Ning turned to look at Qin Xun, moved her body slightly, and moved a little further away from Qin Xun.

"No."

She looked at Liu Yiyi, who was lying on the sofa, pounding her hands in anger.

"Qin Xun, do you really... not like women?"

Qin Xun shrugged and said, "I like some."

Xia Ning looked at Qin Xun, was silent for a while, and asked slowly, "Who?"

Qin Xun: "My mom."

Xia Ning felt like she had been teased, but inexplicably, she also breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned her head and said coldly, "Childish."

Not long after.

Liu Yiyi fell asleep.

Xia Ning was scrolling through her phone.

Qin Xun was also taking out his phone to play games.

The four hostesses were still singing.

After a while.

Xia Ning felt a little strange. She turned to look at Qin Xun and saw that he was calm and seemed to enjoy this atmosphere.

She was a little curious.

"Do you spend so much money just to listen to others sing?"

Qin Xun didn't even look up.

"It's not my money anyway."

Xia Ning: "..."

After a while.

She thought about how she had smashed Qin Xun's rental apartment and felt a little guilty.

She made conversation, bringing up a topic first, which could be considered an apology.

"The email sent by the business department today... there is a lady who wants to seek cooperation."

"She is a singer and wants a viral marketing campaign."

Qin Xun was playing games, still not looking up.

"A lady? Is she pretty?"

Xia Ning thought for a while.

"She's okay."

Qin Xun nodded, staring at the phone screen, operating.

"If even you think she's okay, then she must be very good-looking."

Xia Ning was slightly stunned. She looked at Qin Xun's expression seriously. After a while, she finally confirmed that he was not trying to please her.

He was just stating a fact.

She smiled slightly and continued.

"Her profile shows that she is a second-generation rich kid with some money at home."

Qin Xun didn't care at all.

"A rich woman?"

Xia Ning: "I suppose so!"

Qin Xun finished a game, looked up at Xia Ning, smiled, and sighed.

"Missed opportunity, missed opportunity."

"I don't sing very well."

"If I could sing, I would take this order and, in the process of a pleasant cooperation, have a life-or-death romance with her."

Xia Ning smiled, not believing it.

She now believed more that Qin Xun would fall in love with a dog rather than a woman. Even if that woman was very good-looking.

Qin Xun instructed Xia Ning, saying, "Turn down this order!"

Xia Ning took out her phone, looked at the email, and was a little reluctant. After all, it was a business deal.

She advised, "We are in marketing, whether you can sing or not doesn't matter."

"You don't know how to grow apples, but didn't you sell them very well anyway?"

Qin Xun turned to look at Xia Ning, picked up a microphone on the coffee table, and decided to give her a little shock.

He spoke into the microphone.

"Sister, please pause for a second."

"I want to dedicate a song to my diligent little assistant who hasn't forgotten about work even in the KTV."

The sound from the speakers immediately quieted down.

The four hostess girls sat on the sofa, looking at each other, and finally their eyes fell on Xia Ning.

It was as if they were waiting to see her make a fool of herself.

Xia Ning was looking at them, confused, when Qin Xun's voice shocked her!

Xia Ning: "!!!"