Chapter 1140: I’m Not Marrying You

When Jun Xiqing looked at him, she saw that he was angry. Fluttering her lashes, Jun Xiqing looked him in the eye seriously. “You can’t lay your hands on me before we get married.”

Hearing this, Lu Yeming only threw her an impassive glance before he turned around to go inside the bathroom.

…

In the bathroom.

Lifting his hand to undo his buttons, Lu Yeming took off his clothes and threw them aside. He switched on the tap and the water ran over his sculpted muscles.

Furrowing his brows lightly, he moved his hand down to relieve himself of those pent up desires. When Ye Ruge lowered her stance to pleasure him just now, he really did want her to continue.

Yes, he did like Ye Ruge too.

Their relationship had grown over many years, though they were just benefiting from each other. Jun Xiqing had come later. But somehow, he still rejected Ye Ruge, pushing her aside.

What was he thinking of just now?

He was still thinking about Jun Xiqing’s beautiful face. He just wanted to tease her, get intimate with her and unleash all of his desires on her.

Just regarding his physiological needs, he preferred Jun Xiqing. The saying was real, the things you can’t lay your hands on would always stir your emotions.

When she pushed him away just now, he didn’t force herself on her. He was surely going to have her next time, he would just let her be coy for a while and give her some time. This was going to make things more interesting.

Well, it was easy for men to get sick of women when they slept with them, he didn’t want to get sick of her that quickly. She was different from the rest of the women, she would always be privileged compared to the rest.

He only wished that she would never let him down.

…

Three days later, Lei Ze officially became the President and they held a celebration party at the President’s residence.

Everyone let out a sigh in their hearts. This coup came so suddenly and ended just as quickly. At that moment, everyone’s gazes landed on that one person, Jun Xiqing.

Jun Xiqing had come.

She wore a white mesh skirt, a veil over her face. With a lithe figure, everyone just couldn’t take their eyes off of her.

Someone was beside her, West Duke, Lu Yeming.

Confusion crossed their faces at the unexpected pair. Why was the West Duke with Third Miss Jun?

“West Duke, you haven’t kept your promise. It’s been three days and you haven’t made a public announcement that you’ll take me as your duchess yet.” Jun Xiqing pinned Lu Yeming with one look.

Lu Yeming raised his brows, his voice low as he said, “I will make the announcement, but not now.”

He took two steps forward, stretching his hand out, wanting to hold her waist. “Lei Ze is now Country Z’s president and this is his turf. Your two sisters and Brother Pig have been imprisoned and it has nothing to do with me. I want to marry Jun Xiqing, not the Third Miss of the Jun family, do you understand?”

Jun Xiqing raised the corners of her lips. This man was indeed a pro at power rivalry, he really calculated everything down to the letter.

Though he said he wanted to marry her, he really didn’t care about the Jun family at all, having no intention of helping them. Moreover, he hadn’t announced that he would marry her.

Well, she had already seen it coming.

Duchess…

How would he even make her Duchess?

He was just fooling her.

Jun Xiqing batted her lashes, hiding away her cold astuteness behind a lighthearted demeanor. This ‘fake duchess’ title totally ruined all her expectations and hopes for him.

Whatever.

Before his hand came wandering over, Jun Xiqing turned, her skirt billowed out around her. With her brows raised, she looked at him with a charismatic gaze. “West Duke, did I allow you to touch me?”

Lu Yeming only managed to touch the ribbon around her waist and she just moved away the next moment. With his hand suspended in mid-air, he retracted it awkwardly, putting it back in his pocket.

Adam’s apple bobbing up and down as he looked at her with a steamy gaze, he did not say a word. It only took him one look for his desires to be kindled by her.

As Jun Xiqing looked at him, her eyes lustrous and she moved her cherry lips. “West Duke, I’m sorry but I’ve decided not to marry you. You can go look for someone else.”

She turned around to leave.

Lu Yeming stood on the spot, watching her leave from the back. The corners of his lips kicked up into a cynical smile.

Ah. So she was playing hard to get?

Interesting.

A blazing red figure appeared in his peripheral vision. Lu Yeming lifted his eyes, only to see Ye Ruge standing not too far away, seemingly jealous.

Lu Yeming remained nonchalant, not even walking over to placate her. He just scanned at her voluptuous figure with a devilish gaze.

When Ye Ruge just saw him with Jun Xiqing, she was jealous as hell. She thought that he would come to console and coax her. But he didn’t. All he did was continue to stand there, looking at her with a lustful gaze that made her cheeks flush red.

Then the moment was gone. When she lifted her head to see him, Lu Yeming had already turned around, socializing with a few other businessmen. As the bright lights shone on the man’s tall build, it really did accentuate his kingly charms.

Ye Ruge watched his dignified countenance, her gaze filled with adoration for him. This man was good at putting up a front, though he appeared to be uninterested in lustful activities, he was a bad boy inside.

The way he looked at her, the way he looked at Jun Xiqing, it was so piercing, as though he had already taken their clothes off.

…

Just as Jun Xiqing had taken a few steps forward, she heard some familiar voices. “Qingqing.”

Jun Xiyan, Jun Xiling and Zhu Qing were brought over by the royal guards.

“Qingqing, hurry up and leave. Stay away from West Duke, he’s not a good person!” Jun Xiyan was agitated and she tried to rush forward.

All the while, Jun Xiqing remained calm, she didn’t go over but just stood on the spot, furrowing her brows. “Sister, how can I still trust you? I’m your biological younger sister. How could you drug me?”

“Qingqing, I–”

Jun Xiyan wanted to continue but Jun Xiqing winked at her playfully. Jun Xiyan froze, catching the hint and lifted her head, only to see Lu Yeming standing not too far away. He looked over in their direction, watching them.

Jun Xiyan didn’t say a further word.

“Someone come and take them away!”

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Outside on the lawn, Lu Yeming stood in the darkness, his entire person exuding a cold aura.

“Master.” His assistant, Fan Men walked over.

Lu Yeming didn’t turn around, remaining composed as he said, “Have someone monitor Jun Xiqing.”

“Master, you suspect Miss Jun?”

Lu Yeming raised the corners of his lips. “She’s hiding something.”

“Master, Lei Ze has assumed the position as President and the Jun family is no longer in power. Jun Chulin’s whereabouts is currently unknown and the Wuling Iron Steed Troop has suffered a huge blow. Not only that, the two daughters of the Jun family have also been caught and imprisoned. Even if Third Miss Jun is really intelligent, there’s no way she can turn this entire situation around. It’s impossible.”

Lu Yeming’s face was half-hidden in the darkness. This past year had been smooth sailing, but somehow, he felt that there was something amiss.

Perhaps it was because it had been just plain boring.

There was a sudden commotion. The security alarms in the President’s residence started ringing loudly. “Help, help, someone’s breaking into the jail! The two daughters of the Jun family and Zhu Qing are being taken away! It’s the West Duke’s men!”