124: Chapter 124 Backyard on Fire? A Jealousy Showdown Between Su Qingxue and Liang Ainuo
The air seemed to freeze at this very moment.
Qin Yuan's light, yet absolutely authoritarian words were like a depth charge, causing an uproar among the group of beauties.
The pretty faces of Su Qingxue and Liang Ainuo instantly turned from deathly pale to a flushed crimson.
They didn't even dare to look up to see the reactions of the other women around them.
Shame? Humiliation? Perhaps a little.
But more than that, it was an indescribable tremor, a mixture of fear and anticipation.
In the face of absolute power, their pathetic bit of self-esteem had long been crushed and trampled underfoot by Qin Yuan.
"Let's go."
Qin Yuan did not pay any more attention to these women, each with their own complex thoughts.
He bent down and sat in the backseat of the bulletproof Maybach.
Afu respectfully closed the car door and gestured to the bodyguards behind him.
The motorcade slowly started, like a long black dragon, and drove away from the airport.
Half an hour later, the motorcade drove into the luxurious Qin Family Manor located on the hillside of Jiangzhong City.
Night fell.
The manor was brightly lit, as if it were daytime.
A top-tier welcome banquet to celebrate the triumphant return of the Shadow Emperor was already prepared in the main building's banquet hall.
However, this banquet was destined to not be a peaceful meal.
On the dozen-meter-long Western-style dining table.
Qin Yuan sat at the head of the table, cutting the top-grade A5 Wagyu beef that had been air-shipped to him.
Sitting on either side of him were none other than Su Qingxue and Liang Ainuo, who had nearly fallen out at the airport earlier that day.
"Master, please try this. I specifically instructed the kitchen to stew this sea cucumber and abalone soup for you; it is the most nourishing."
Liang Ainuo made the first move.
Wearing a wine-red evening gown with an extremely low neckline, she leaned over slightly and placed a steaming bowl of thick soup in front of Qin Yuan.
The stunning curve of her chest almost pressed against Qin Yuan's arm.
"You have worked so hard overseas, you must nourish your body well."
Liang Ainuo's voice was sweet and coquettish, as if it could drip water.
"Manager Liang, this soup is stewed quite well, it looks so greasy."
Su Qingxue, sitting opposite her, immediately put down her knife and fork, her tone as cold as frost.
"However, Master just got off the plane and his stomach is weak, so it is better to eat something light."
As she spoke, Su Qingxue picked up a piece of steamed cod and elegantly placed it onto Qin Yuan's plate.
"Master, this cod was just caught from the deep sea today; the meat is fresh and tender, it is most suitable for you."
"Oh my, Manager Su, what a thing to say. My sea cucumber was specifically bought from overseas by a contact; it is the best quality."
Liang Ainuo raised her willow-leaf eyebrows and retorted without showing any weakness.
"What can your bland, watery cod nourish? If Master gets exhausted, can you take responsibility for it?"
"You!" Su Qingxue was so angry her face turned green, and her chest heaved violently.
"What about me? Manager Su, when it comes to taking care of people, I'm afraid your icy CEO demeanor still needs some practice."
Liang Ainuo covered her mouth and giggled, her eyes full of provocation.
The other women sitting further down the table watched these two big shots fight like gods, each one of them silent as a cicada in late autumn.
Bai Yuewei pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses and silently shoveled rice into her mouth, pretending she hadn't seen anything.
Lin Waner was so scared she didn't even dare to move her chopsticks.
Only the twin sisters Nightingale and Night Butterfly sat with their arms crossed, watching the show, their eyes sparkling with a desire for chaos.
"Two sisters, the meal isn't even finished yet, and you are already so fired up?"
Just then, a lazy yet domineering voice suddenly came from the entrance of the hall.
Everyone turned to look.
They saw the Queen of the Capital, Cold-Blooded Empress Ye Qingcheng, wearing a black deep-V evening gown and exuding an aura that spanned eight feet, walking in with a swaying gait in her high heels.
She had been staying in the capital during this time to manage the Qin Family's businesses, and had flown over today specifically to welcome Qin Yuan.
"Sister Qingcheng." When Su Qingxue and Liang Ainuo saw Cold-Blooded Empress Ye Qingcheng, although they were unhappy, they still managed to squeeze out a smile.
After all, in terms of status and background, this former number one queen of the capital was much more formidable than they were.
"Master." Cold-Blooded Empress Ye Qingcheng walked to Qin Yuan's side, stood naturally behind him to his side, and bowed slightly.
"The matters in the capital have been handled properly."
"Mm, thank you for your hard work." Qin Yuan cut a piece of beef, put it in his mouth, and nodded.
Cold-Blooded Empress Ye Qingcheng straightened up, her gaze sweeping across Su Qingxue and Liang Ainuo's faces, a smile playing on the corners of her lips.
"Just now outside the door, I heard you two sisters arguing incessantly."
"If you ask me, Master doesn't care for the soup you stewed or the fish you served."
Cold-Blooded Empress Ye Qingcheng stretched out her slender fingers, lightly rested them on Qin Yuan's shoulder, leaned down, and whispered into Qin Yuan's ear, her breath like orchids.
"What Master needs most is a capable helpmate who can share his burdens and stand alone in the business world, not two cooks who only know how to bicker and fight for favor here."
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of Su Qingxue and Liang Ainuo changed instantly.
This was not just a slap in the face; it was a direct denial of their value!
"Cold-Blooded Empress Ye Qingcheng, what do you mean?!" Su Qingxue stood up abruptly and stared at her coldly.
"I manage the businesses in Jiangzhong and Jiangnan for Master, working from dawn till dusk every day, and I'm just a cook?!"
"Exactly!" Liang Ainuo chimed in, united against a common enemy.
"When we were working ourselves to the bone in Jiangzhong, you, President Ye, were still enjoying life in the capital, right?"
"Oh, have you formed an alliance?" Cold-Blooded Empress Ye Qingcheng sneered disdainfully.
"Are you really going to show off that little bit of petty business you've been doing in Jiangzhong?"
"This time in the capital, I helped Master secure several national-level infrastructure projects. What do you have to compare with me?"
Three women, one show.
The three once high-and-mighty queens were now arguing incessantly at the dinner table like common shrews, just to compete for favor.
The temperature in the entire banquet hall instantly dropped to freezing point.
The bodyguards and servants standing around were so scared they didn't even dare to breathe.
This Shura field was even more terrifying than a nuclear explosion!
Qin Yuan sat at the head of the table, slowly and methodically finishing the last piece of beef on his plate.
He picked up a napkin and elegantly wiped his mouth.
"Have you argued enough?" Qin Yuan's voice was not loud.
But in the noisy hall, it sounded like a thunderclap, clearly reaching everyone's ears.
Instantly.
The three women's arguing came to an abrupt halt.
They all looked at Qin Yuan simultaneously, their faces pale, a trace of fear flashing in their eyes.
They had been so engrossed in their argument that they had forgotten that this living Yama was still sitting right there!
"Mas... Master, we..." Su Qingxue bit her lip, wanting to explain something.
"Shut up." Qin Yuan interrupted her.
He picked up the wine glass beside him and took a gentle sip of red wine.
"I believe I said." Qin Yuan's gaze swept across the faces of the three women one by one, his eyes cold and devoid of any warmth.
"It seems you have treated my words as wind passing by your ears?"
"We... we wouldn't dare..." Liang Ainuo was so scared her legs went weak, and she quickly lowered her head.
"If you wouldn't dare, then why are you still wasting breath here?" Qin Yuan put down his wine glass, stood up, and looked down at them from his height.
"Since you like to compete so much." Qin Yuan walked between Su Qingxue and Liang Ainuo, used his hands to pinch their delicate chins, and forced them to look up at him.
After saying this, Qin Yuan let go and walked with long strides toward the master bedroom upstairs, leaving the three women looking at each other.
Fear? Shame? Perhaps.
But in the face of the huge temptation Qin Yuan had thrown out, which was enough to let them dominate the business world, their insignificant self-esteem was instantly crushed into powder.
Half an hour later.
Qin Family Manor, master bedroom.
Outside the door of this luxurious bedroom, which spanned over three hundred square meters, Su Qingxue and Liang Ainuo, wearing extremely skimpy, almost negligible silk pajamas, stood deadlocked at the door.
Neither was willing to yield even half a step.
Whoever pushed the door open first would seize the initiative.
"Manager Su, why don't you go first?" Liang Ainuo gathered the thin gauze on her shoulders and said with a forced smile.
"I wouldn't dare. Manager Liang has more seniority, so you go first." Su Qingxue said with a cold face, not yielding at all.
The two of them stared longingly at the tightly closed carved wooden door.
As if behind that door hid a deity who could control their fate.
"Creak—" Just as the two were at a stalemate, the bedroom door was suddenly pulled open from the inside.
Qin Yuan, wearing a black silk bathrobe, leaned against the doorframe, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, looking at them with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
"What? Are you acting as door gods at the entrance?"
Qin Yuan's gaze swept unscrupulously over the two women's graceful curves, which were enough to make any man have a nosebleed.
"Since neither of you wants to come in..." He made a move to close the door.
"Then tonight, I will let Nightingale and Night Butterfly serve me."