Chapter 51

At seven in the morning, He Qian walked out of the hotel room, which was right opposite Fu Nanli’s. Last night, having watched the two of them go in together, she was unable to fall asleep the entire night. At the thought of how they might be… Argh! The thought made her stomach churn and she felt overwhelmed with frustration.

Zhao Yuan walked out from the adjacent room and tugged at her arm. “Let’s go downstairs for breakfast.”

With a resentful expression, He Qian was pulled away by Zhao Yuan.

On the other hand, Wen Qiao had a good night’s rest. It was only until the knock on her door sounded that she woke up in a daze.

Walking barefooted on the soft carpet to open the door, she found Fu Nanli in his own dark-checkered sleeping robe, hair a little unkempt, with a sleepy look in his eyes. “Get dressed, we’re going downstairs for breakfast.”

“Mm.”

As she turned around to rummage through her luggage, she was still only half awake. Because she had left in a hurry, she had casually grabbed a few sets of clothes, all of which were the JK uniforms Lu Youyou had bought for her.

These skirts were even shorter than the one she wore yesterday. She was pretty sure that if she wore this, that He Qian would think of her as a vixen deliberately trying to seduce Fu Nanli.

But she didn’t have a choice.

Standing in the entranceway, Fu Nanli was picking up his Gorget patch from the silver tray to pin it at his collar, when he cast a casual glance at her upon hearing her footsteps.

She was wearing a red and white JK uniform, with her skirt being on the shorter side. As her hair was bunched up in a high ponytail, her ochre red hair ribbon hung over her tender, slim neck.

When Wen Qiao walked over to the narrow entranceway which could fit only one person, Fu Nanli grabbed her by the wrist.

Thud. Searing lips pressed onto hers when he noticed her panic. His Adam’s apple bobbed and he bit her on her chin before letting her go.

“Now that you’ve been marked by me, you belong to me from now on.”

His manner carried with it a powerful possessiveness that didn’t allow for any negotiation. Being trapped in his territory, there was nowhere Wen Qiao could escape to.

The strong fragrance of English pear and Freesia entered her senses. He had sprayed some cologne, which one could only detect when standing within inches of him.

She felt extremely remorseful.

Why did she blurt out that she was his girlfriend back then?

The two of them went to the buffet-style restaurant on the first storey. After retrieving the food on their trays, Fu Nanli pulled her to a table by the window. Seated next to their table was his entire crew.

At the sight of Wen Qiao, He Qian’s hands, which were in the midst of cutting a German sausage, involuntarily exerted more force, causing the knife to graze against the tray, making a piercing sound.

Vixen!

She couldn’t help scolding her silently.

The one in charge of keeping the atmosphere bubbly in the entire crew, Xu Shen asked testingly, “Captain, can we address her as Xiao Wen?”

Fu Nanli cast a glance at him. “Mm.”

Xu Shen greeted her in a friendly manner. “Hello, Xiao Wen.”

Next he introduced the entire crew to her. Wen Qiao hurriedly got to her feet and shook hands with everyone. Everyone was polite and friendly, regarding her as a little sister.

The last one to be introduced was He Qian.

Unable to even put up a pretense, He Qian remained cold and aloof, merely nodding her head at the mention of her name.

Zhao Yuan tapped her leg gently under the table as a reminder for her to behave in a more friendly manner. Even if she didn’t give the young lady face, she had to give the captain face.

He Qian pretended she didn’t catch that.

Wen Qiao didn’t mind her cold response though, simply returning to sit opposite Fu Nanli afterwards.

Noticing the teeth marks on her chin, Xu Shen joked, “Xiao Wen, why are there teeth marks on your chin?”

Teeth marks? Stumped, Wen Qiao had no idea how to reply to that sudden question. She gazed towards Fu Nanli with a hint of panic in her eyes.

“Could it be that… our captain left those marks?”