Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!

Chapter 363 - 190: The Second Confrontation Between Tao Tian and Zheng Yanyan (2)

"Had enough of staring? Little Zhou~"

Strutting in high heels, she approached Zhou Yuwen and suddenly lifted his chin, asking.

Zhou Yuwen coughed and said, "Aren’t you cold wearing that?"

"Cold indeed! Hubby, hug! Hee hee!"

Su Qing instantly transformed back into a coquettish wife.

She dove straight into Zhou Yuwen’s arms.

Zhou Yuwen told her to stop fooling around, saying they were in public and what if someone saw them?

Su Qing wasn’t happy upon hearing this; what was there to fear?

We’re already married.

"That’s all last life’s business, my girlfriend won’t like it if she saw this," Zhou Yuwen said.

"Zhou Yuwen, are you deliberately trying to make me angry!" Su Qing pointed at him.

Zhou Yuwen said, alright, alright, I was wrong, wife; let’s talk in the car.

As he spoke, Zhou Yuwen coaxed Su Qing into the car.

Since the BMW X7 was still with Zheng Yanyan, Zhou Yuwen could only drive an M4 for now; the M4’s rooftop was a bit low, but still drivable.

Once inside the car, Zhou Yuwen’s hand naturally rested on Su Qing’s thigh.

"Ah, it’s been a long time since I’ve touched my wife’s thigh, still so soft?" Zhou Yuwen laughed as he said, even pinching Su Qing’s thigh wrapped in her pants. Truthfully, Zhou Yuwen acted a bit pretentious in front of other girls, being an older guy, but not with Su Qing.

They grew up together since they were eighteen, so casualness was a given.

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Su Qing rolled her eyes at Zhou Yuwen and spat, "Disgusting, just changed into a new outfit and you reveal your true nature?"

Zhou Yuwen said not at all, just that it’s been a long time since he’d seen his wife without makeup, and suddenly seeing her like this brought back a sense of nostalgia of the days after their wedding.

"It’s the pants though, a bit out of place. I actually really like when you wear those tight-skirt dresses," Zhou Yuwen commented.

Su Qing replied, it’s so cold, how could she wear a tight skirt.

"How about you take me to your place, and I wear it for you to see?"

"Forget about it,"

And indeed, Su Qing began to do just that.

The movie started at eight o’clock.

Halfway through, it was past nine already.

By nine o’clock, the canteen was basically empty.

Zheng Yanyan together with her people went ahead, primarily to scout the battleground and gain the upper hand.

By nine, Tao Tian and her group hadn’t arrived yet.

That’s when Zheng Yanyan’s classmates commented, "How come they’re not here yet? Are they scared?"

Just as they were talking, three senior girls from Tao Tian’s group approached.

Being seniors, they just had a different aura.

They not only wore makeup but also high heels.

Their presence was immediately commanding.

Tao Tian walked in the middle, flanked by Qu Jing wearing a bodycon dress, and another in thigh-high boots and a leather skirt.

All three girls were tall and immediately overshadowed many lower-year female students.

Tao Tian, looking at Zheng Yanyan’s group brought to boost morale, couldn’t help but laugh and asked, "Why so many people? Are you here for a game of Fight the Landlord?"

As she spoke, Tao Tian glanced over the other few girls.

Okay, those girls could only boost morale; they didn’t dare do anything else and shrank back at just a look.

In critical moments, only Lu Lin and Shen Yu were of any use.

Zheng Yanyan was suppressing a belly full of anger at this stage.

The despicable woman on the other side was flaunting after stealing her boyfriend; Zheng Yanyan was naturally fuming!

If it weren’t for the fear of being unable to beat her, Zheng Yanyan would have torn into her already.

At this moment, Tao Tian had already sat opposite Zheng Yanyan, wearing a bodycon dress herself, her beautiful legs exposed.

Crossing her legs and folding her arms, she asked, "So, what do you want? Speak up."

"Originally, Zhou Yuwen asked me out for dinner, but I pushed that aside just to see you," she said.’

Hearing this, Zheng Yanyan’s teeth clenched tighter, just as she was about to retort.