Love You Till the End-Chapter 936 - 935: Your Taste Is a Bit Too Extreme—You Like Men

Qi Jingren felt like she was so idle she was about to grow cobwebs, sitting at the bar counter, watching Qin Shaobai with boredom. She always felt he was acting too strangely lately.

The Qin Shaobai she knew was notorious for being a flirt; he should be making waves in some hotel at this hour, yet he spent the week here chatting with those old drunks.

Qin Shaobai was seriously mixing drinks, his sharply defined profile becoming soft under the glare of the spotlight.

Qi Jingren remained silent, continually watching him.

Qin Shaobai, sensing the depth of her gaze, turned his face to scrutinize her suspiciously, then cracked a mischievous grin: "Did you all of a sudden realize how handsome I am?"

His smile was devilishly charming and implied so much unsaid; it could drive many girls wild.

Qi Jingren raised her eyelids slightly: "Have you changed your taste recently?"

"What taste?" He raised an eyebrow, shaking the glass in his hand, "If it’s ice cream, recently I’ve liked vanilla."

Because, Qi Jingren’s favorite ice cream flavor was vanilla.

"How about people?" she asked casually.

He unexpectedly paused his movements, his deep eyes flashed brightly, his thin lips slightly pressed, desire was hidden between his brows, his eyes gazed straight into hers, completely unembellished.

This gaze made Qi Jingren’s heart feel constricted.

"Could I get a vodka..." a customer’s voice interrupted their conversation.

"...Oh, sure." Although the interruption annoyed Qin Shaobai, he still, in the spirit of "the customer is God," poured the vodka for the person.

After the customer left, Qi Jingren quickly remarked: "Have you been particularly fond of those wealthy old men lately?"

Hearing her words, Qin Shaobai’s hand shaking the drink suddenly quivered, spilling alcohol all over the bar counter.

"Did I guess right?" Qi Jingren laughed out loud, leaning her chin in her hands contentedly watching him, "I knew it, wondering why you liked coming to Ciaos lately; but your taste is quite heavy, liking men."

"Stop messing around." Qin Shaobai cleaned the table, his voice slightly deeper than usual.

He came to Ciaos every day to sneak glances at her; mixing drinks for her was to prevent those drunk old men from leering at her.

Qin Shaobai suddenly felt like all the experience he’d gained from roaming the world for years was completely wasted; when faced with Qi Jingren, all his tricks to flirt with girls were rendered useless.

"Are you mad?" She tilted her body, cocking her head to look at him, her waterfall-like raven hair cascading over her shoulder, vibrant lights casting on her dense, long, black lashes, landing in her eyes that held laughter.

Qin Shaobai stared at her for two seconds, like a young boy hitting puberty, nervously swiping her nose; when she puckered her lips, frowned, and glared at him, he laughed and replied: "No."

The summer night carried a hint of romance.

The next morning.

Song Zhike felt that deciding to play golf with the two of them was a particularly wrong decision.

On one hand, he had a brother he’d shared life and death with and fought for the world together; on the other, he had the father-in-law that any normal man would strive to please, though only in name. Regardless, he couldn’t breach etiquette, so he had to not offend either side.

Shi Aoju rarely had any partners to work with; at most, he would casually join Qin Shaobai in developing some real estate, the two conglomerates holding shares in each other to prevent one from going bankrupt and having no food, so the other could aid them.