Mr. Dior

BOOK II: The Subst.i.tute Lover of the Rich and Powerful Boss_Chapter 7.1

Zhang Chenfei went out to go to the toilet.

This is a relatively luxurious skewer shop, but the conditions of the toilet are unsatisfactory. It is full of strange smell of soot and smoke. Inferior quality tiles that were never cleaned have a layer of grease on them, making it somewhat look glossy.

Just two bottles of beer should not be able to make the president drunk. However, Zhang Chenfei was a little dizzy.

He went over to the bathroom sink and was preparing to wash his hands when suddenly, he staggered and almost fell into the giant trash bin beside the sink.

“Sir, are you all right?” The waiter who was throwing leftovers into the trash bin saw it and he quickly stepped forward to support him while holding a cleaning rag. Thus, a black fingerprint was stamped on the president"s snow white shirt.

Zhang Chenfei propped himself up on the sink and waved his hand, showing that he did not care about the issue of the waiter staining his shirt.

He splashed his face with cold water and instantly sobered up. He stared blankly at the mirror for a moment and then in a flash, the color of his face turned to look like it was scalding hot.

As realization dawned upon him, he turned and hurriedly walked back to the private room. As he came nearer, he heard the laughter inside.

“You"ve both been married for seven years and still, this is the first time we are meeting each other.”

“Come, one more round and we"ll go.”

“I can"t drink alcohol. Why don"t we play the Truth or Dare game instead?” The clear and bright voice came from his precious little wife, the great young master who should never appear in this kind of place, not even in ten thousand chances.

At this moment, Jiao Qi is talking with his senior high school brothers —— a security guard, a policeman, and a gangster who had just been released from prison. They are chatting happily with one another.

To Zhang Chenfei, this scene is more of like an illusion.

“Well, good! Come here…”

Bang! Zhang Chenfei pushed the door open. He grabbed the wrist of Jiao Qi and pulled him up.

“Elder brother Fei, what"s wrong?” Maomao saw that the look on his face isn"t quite right so he stood up to follow after them.

Zhang Chenfei slowed down after he recovered his usual expression and then awkwardly smiled. “I have a little bit of an urgent matter. I have to leave first. I"m done eating, so let"s get together again next time.” After saying that, he dragged his lovely little wife away and left.

The three brothers that were left behind have a depressed look on their faces.

“That… elder brother Fei… what"s up with him?” Maomao asked the policeman, the only person among them who has the ability to a.n.a.lyze the situation.

“Could it be that he heard us discussing about ‘sister-in-law" being Jiao Yan himself?” Qiangzi took a bite of the skewer and said feebly.

Maomao heavily slapped on the table, and the roasted leeks that had not been eaten by Qiangzi fluttered. “So, he really doesn"t know that the subst.i.tute he got is xiao cao himself? Wow!”

Jiao Qi was taken to the parking s.p.a.ce by Zhang Chenfei. He was just pressed down to sit on the front pa.s.senger seat when he was pulled up again.

“You drive.” The president, who had drunk beer and who abides by the rules, had better hand over the task of driving to his lovely little wife.

Jiao Qi cautiously looked at Zhang Chenfei"s facial expression, only to receive his impatient stare and fierce command. He talked no more and drove home.

Zhang Chenfei"s tone was not good when he ordered "back to the villa". He no longer paid attention to his lovely little wife and turned his head to look outside the window.

However in his mind, he started to calculate. There are many people in the villa and Yanyan should be embarra.s.sed to beat him up in front of everybody.

‘Ai, what should I do now?" (silently crying inside) 

Jiao Qi did not find anything wrong at first since the president with a hole in the head was the one who wanted them to go out.

While on the road, Jiao Qi sometimes turns his head to look at his husband. He then found out that Zhangda Diao is breaking open his fingers, an action that looks like he is counting with his fingers. At this, Jiao Qi suddenly narrowed his eyes.

As a matter of fact, Zhangda Diao is indeed currently adding up how many things he had done to get a beating from his wife. In retrospect, first, he ordered Jiao Qi to drink c.o.ke saying that it was a contraceptive, then he forced him to wear a school uniform, and third, he told him that Yanyan likes to eat salt and pepper spare ribs.

‘Ahhh! Why don"t I just take a beating? Just take a beating, okay! Anyways, isn"t taking a beating easy to do? The question is, how would I explain to him about the matter of my secret love?!"

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