91: Chapter 91 This red arowana is only 20 yuan per jin (500g), did you buy a fake?

Xia Ning: "..."

She looked at the slightly angry expression on Qin Xun's face, silently not daring to speak, somewhat worried that he might discover something.

Qin Xun continued, "I've been wandering outside, living in fear every day, worried about being attacked by some dinosaur beauty, and I have to change hotels to sleep every day."

"You..."

Xia Ning felt guilty, looking at the windproof mask on his chin, feeling somewhat annoyed.

She forcibly changed the subject and sneered, "You've wrapped yourself up so tightly, it's even more exaggerated than those celebrities..."

Qin Xun raised an eyebrow, unconvinced, his expression a bit tsundere. "I'm super popular on the internet right now!"

"Can those celebrities compare to me?"

"They're just handsome, or good at acting, or good at singing. But I'm different. Not only am I handsome and good at singing, but I can also film commercials."

Xia Ning: "..."

She wanted to retort, but didn't know where to start, so she had to remain silent.

She saw Qin Xun slowly approach her, circling her, complaining, "Little Xia, oh Little Xia, you live in a big villa, yet you can't even bear to lend me 2,000 yuan?"

"And you even made me deliver takeout to you?"

Xia Ning stood quietly, like a primary school student caught eating candy in class and sent to stand in the corner, feeling somewhat at a loss.

After a while, she finally spoke, "Um... don't misunderstand, this villa isn't mine."

Qin Xun paused, looking at Xia Ning.

He noticed her attire was different from when she was at work, and different from when she was at their rental apartment.

At this moment, her long hair was draped over her shoulders, and she was wearing a loose nightgown, the soft fabric clinging slightly to her, highlighting her graceful figure.

Most importantly, it was a V-neck nightgown.

Although it wasn't a deep V, Qin Xun was tall, so he could see far, and he could see deep.

The air was filled with the scent of body wash, making one's imagination run wild.

Xia Ning noticed his boundary-crossing gaze, her face flushed slightly, and she was about to lash out.

But she saw Qin Xun sigh, turn around silently, walk to the corner of the small courtyard, pick up the takeout box, and walk back, politely handing it to her with both hands.

His voice was cold. "Ms. Xia, hello!"

"This is your takeout, please give a five-star review."

Hearing the word "Ms.", Xia Ning understood in an instant. Qin Xun must have concocted a melodramatic scenario, thinking she was a mistress, a kept canary.

Qin Xun's thinking was very active, but he also loved to make up wild scenarios.

He even had a prior record of imagining she was pregnant and abandoned!

Xia Ning stared into Qin Xun's eyes and said coldly, "This is my dad's villa!"

Qin Xun froze. After a long while, he suddenly jumped up high, raised the takeout high with both hands, and slammed it hard onto the ground.

Just like a slam dunk!

"A-da!"

"Eat your own f***ing s***!"

Xia Ning: "????"

She had never expected Qin Xun to have such good athletic talent; he could jump so high!

Qin Xun landed steadily from the air, frowning, staring at Xia Ning.

"Is there any difference between it being your dad's and it being yours?"

Xia Ning: "..."

She didn't know what to say, so she silently bent down to pick up the takeout bag from the ground, walked to the trash can in the corner of the small courtyard, and threw it in.

With her back to Qin Xun, she said softly, "Littering, what kind of manners do you have?"

After saying this, Xia Ning walked past Qin Xun silently, not even looking at him, treating him as air, and walked straight into the house.

Behind her, Qin Xun's somewhat dissatisfied voice rang out, "Little Xia, aren't you going to invite me in to sit for a while?"

Xia Ning paused, said nothing, and walked into the house.

She didn't close the door either.

She sat quietly on the sofa, subconsciously crossing her legs.

Ten seconds later, Qin Xun walked into the living room. At a glance, he saw the Red Arowana in the fish tank opposite and exclaimed, "A Golden Arowana?"

Xia Ning corrected him, "It should be a Red Arowana."

Qin Xun stepped forward, bent down to look at the Red Arowana, and seeing its elegant and agile posture, which had a special beauty, he pressed his palms together and bowed.

"Red Arowana, please bless me so that I can slack off at work smoothly."

Xia Ning: "..."

Qin Xun watched the fish for a while and asked, "Is it expensive?"

"Not expensive!"

Xia Ning hesitated for a moment, thinking he might not believe it, and added, "Less than 20."

Qin Xun was somewhat surprised, "Only 20 each?"

Xia Ning: "..."

"Per jin."

Qin Xun felt somewhat disappointed. "20 per jin, that's indeed not expensive. Did you buy a fake?"

Xia Ning: "..."

She looked at Qin Xun's back and nodded gently. "Yeah!"

"I don't know much about fish, I got cheated, but fortunately it's cheap, so it's not too much of a loss."

Qin Xun immediately lost interest, feeling that the wish he just made definitely wouldn't work, and silently spat at the Red Arowana.

He turned around, looked around, examined the living room decor, and couldn't help but shake his head in amazement.

Sitting down next to Xia Ning, he turned his head to look at Xia Ning's cold, aloof side profile.

"Little Xia, what are you thinking? Your family is already so rich, why are you still working?"

Xia Ning looked straight ahead, not looking at Qin Xun, thought for a moment, and said, "I told you before, I once opened a few coffee shops, and in the end, I lost millions. My dad got angry and wouldn't let me continue starting businesses."

"But I couldn't stay idle, so I just found a random company to pass the time."

Qin Xun nodded, indicating understanding.

For second-generation rich kids like them, not losing money was considered making money for the family.

In his past life, there were many people from well-off families who, without bad habits, just liked to find a leisurely company to work at.

They called it—enrichment.

Suddenly, Xia Ning sensed a gaze and knew Qin Xun was staring at her without blinking.

She looked down and saw a cleavage at the opening of her nightgown.

Her long, slender legs, because she was crossing them, were also largely exposed, emitting a silky soft light under the lights.

Xia Ning quietly took a breath, turned her head, and looked at Qin Xun coldly. "Is it good to look at?"

Qin Xun snapped back to reality, showed an embarrassed smile, and quickly looked away.

"Um... Little Xia, I have a presumptuous request."

Xia Ning immediately felt a bit nervous, her gaze falling on the fruit knife on the coffee table's fruit plate.

Then she heard Qin Xun say, "Can you lend me 2,000 yuan?"

Xia Ning breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, walked across the living room, and headed inside, leaving behind only one cold sentence.

"You smashed my takeout, and you still have the nerve to ask me to borrow money?"

Qin Xun was a bit annoyed.

A company boss kept asking a small assistant to borrow money and couldn't even borrow it.

Is there any justice in this?

He looked at Xia Ning's tall, slender back. "I'm borrowing money from you because I think highly of you!"

Xia Ning turned around, looking surprised and slightly mocking. "Huh?"

Qin Xun continued loudly, "If I really needed to borrow money, Cheng Wan, Zhao Dehai, Song Ying, and so many people in the company, who couldn't I borrow such a small amount of money from?"

Suddenly, he froze. "Uh... right!"

He reached out and slapped his forehead. "My pig brain! Why didn't I think of that before?"

As he spoke, he took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Cheng Wan. [Sister Wan, are you there?]

Suddenly, he heard rapid footsteps. Looking up, he saw Xia Ning standing in front of him, quickly bending over, and immediately grabbing his phone.

Xia Ning said coldly, "Compensate me for my boiled fish, and I'll lend you 2,000 yuan."

Qin Xun was a bit dazed and nodded. "Oh!"

Xia Ning felt his expression was a bit strange. Suddenly, she felt a draft on her chest, her heart trembled, and her breathing became chaotic.

She let go of Qin Xun's phone, acting as if nothing had happened, and straightened up expressionlessly.

"There is fish in the kitchen, and all the seasonings are there. You go and make it for me." Xia Ning's voice was calm.

Qin Xun nodded blankly.

Hearing the footsteps fade away, he slowly came back to his senses, leaned back on the sofa, let out a long sigh, and muttered, "Big and round... and white..."