Chapter 1347: Lipstick Mark

When Jun Xiqing looked at the gorgeous pair of shoes, she almost cringed. How was she meant to walk in those? She had never tried wearing such high shoes.

“Sister Mo’er…”

“Qingqing, quick, put them on.”

With an inward sigh, Jun Xiqing hesitated for a moment, before finally deciding to put on the heels.

It was only when she took two steps that she realized that the dress had a slit that would reveal her legs whenever she walked.

She had fallen into Sister Mo’er’s trap.

“Qingqing, I know that you love your country and your nation, but you must never forget to love yourself. You’re only 23 years old, you’re so beautiful and young, you’re at the prime of your youth. You should be enjoying yourself and dating people. There are many distinguished people coming tonight, they are all Mr Gu’s friends and we can vouch for their personalities. I want to make them fall in love with you at first sight.”

Then Tang Mo’er held Jun Xiqing’s hand with a serious expression on her face. “Qingqing, I was selfish three years ago. I really wanted for you and my younger brother, Yeming, to get together as I really see you as the best girl in this world. I wanted Yeming to have you, but the two of you are not fated. Now Yeming is already married and I know that it’s not possible for you two to get together. So I will not put you on a spot anymore. Which girl wouldn’t want to be with the one she loved forever? I’ll make sure to find you an even better man who would love only you and treat you as his one and only!”

Tears welled up in Jun Xiqing’s eyes. Even though she had two biological sisters and she had a good relationship with them, whenever she met Sister Mo’er, she always felt that Sister Mo’er was even more understanding and caring than her own sisters.

Jun Xiqing held Tang Mo’er’s hand. “Sister Mo’er, I’m sorry, I wasn’t able to save him.”

Three years ago, she had accompanied him.

However, he had chased her away.

The only one he needed was Sister Mo’er.

Tang Mo’er shook her head. “Qingqing, don’t apologize. I need to say thank you to you instead.”

“You don’t need to say that.” Jun Xiqing returned a smile.

“Fine, let’s not talk about Yeming anymore. Qingqing, I’ll help you apply some lipstick.” Tang Mo’er took out a lipstick with a shade that was meant to entice men.

Jun Xiqing looking at the lipstick, “…”

She felt faint. Could she reject it?

…

Half an hour later.

Tang Mo’er went downstairs and Auntie walked over. “Madam, President Lu has arrived.”

Lu Yeming was here.

Tang Mo’er lifted her eyes, noticing the tall figure beside the door. Lu Yeming had arrived.

Lu Yeming wore a custom-made white shirt with black trousers, his entire outfit immaculate and he stood under the lights, exuding a dignified aura that attracted the attention of everyone.

“Yeming, you’re here?”

Lu Yeming lifted his eyes, spotting Tang Mo’er, who was in front at first glance. She stood there, smiling at him warmly.

When he returned the smile, his entire countenance was gentle as he walked over. “Sister.”

Right when he stopped beside her, he heard a familiar voice. “Sister Mo’er, I can’t really walk in these heels.”

Lu Yeming’s lashes fluttered, he slowly lifted his head, seeing Jun Xiqing wobbling down from the staircase.

His eyes were drawn to her in an instant.

It was clear that he was attracted to her, not able to shift his eyes away at all. His gaze landed on her face. Jun Xiqing had combed up her hair, only leaving a few loose strands near her face that made her even more charming. She was a natural beauty and didn’t need any makeup, but she had applied lipstick today.

It was a shade that men would never be able to resist.

Lu Yeming couldn’t take his eyes off of her.

Jun Xiqing suddenly stopped talking when she saw Lu Yeming.

Their eyes met and his gaze was passionate.

It was how a man looked at a woman.

When they were stuck in a particular cubicle back then, the intimacy they had when she was drunk, the way he kissed her lips, the scenes played in his head.

Jun Xiqing suddenly lost her footing, falling down from the stairs.

“Ah!”

She yelped, closing her eyes out of fear. Why was she always so unlucky?

Lu Yeming must be her nemesis, something bad would happen to her whenever he appeared.

She heard Tang Mo’er shout, “Qingqing!”

Jun Xiqing was waiting for herself to fall onto the ground. But it didn’t happen. The next moment, she fell into someone’s arms.

A strong arm wrapped around her slim waist, Lu Yeming had managed to hold her. “Are you alright?”

Jun Xiqing regained her balance, lifting her eyes, only to see his handsome face right in front of her.

Their bodies were close together and her hand was on the expensive material of his shirt, right above his chest.

Thump thump thump.

She could feel his powerful heartbeat, it almost made her hand go numb.

Jun Xiqing’s ears reddened in an instant.

“I’m fine.” She pushed him away forcibly.

Lu Yeming’s face was devoid of emotion. He just looked at her face with those deep-set eyes.

“Qingqing, are you alright? You really frightened me.” Tang Mo’er rushed up anxiously.

Jun Xiqing was somewhat uneasy. Tucking her hair behind her ears, she answered, “Sister Mo’er, I’m fine.”

Tang Mo’er’s eyes were on Jun Xiqing’s reddened ears and shifty gaze.

“Mo’er, come here,” Gu Mohan suddenly called.

“Yeming, Qingqing, I’ll go over for awhile.” Tang Mo’er left.

Once Tang Mo’er had left, Jun Xiqing looked at Lu Yeming’s white shirt and the shade of red spread from her ears to her face. She stretched out her finger, pointing at him. “Your shirt…”

Lu Yeming lowered his head, checking his shirt. There was a faint lipstick mark on his shirt collar. Her lips had touched his shirt just now and left a mark behind.

Lu Yeming furrowed his brows, looking at Jun Xiqing with displeasure written on his face. “Come over and clean my shirt.”

“…”

Jun Xiqing stood on the spot, not moving an inch.

Lu Yeming’s gaze darkened, he stretched his legs out, approaching her.

He suddenly heard a familiar voice from behind. “Your Highness.”

As Jun Xiqing lifted her eyes, she noticed another figure by the door. Dongfang Ruoli had arrived.

Dongfang Ruoli, the Empress, and his wife.

“Your Highness, why didn’t you wait for me?” Dongfang Ruoli walked over, holding Lu Yeming’s affectionately. It was then she noticed the lipstick mark. “Your Highness, why do you have a lipstick mark on your shirt? Did some vixen try to seduce you?”