Saving the overbearing CEO

Chapter 134: Second World: Jealous But In Denial

This is was Zhao Huangzhi's true face not the mask she wore in front of the entire  universe. Her true colours were shining in this moment and her once teary eyes held a glint of obsession, an obsession towards the Marshal. Being nice hadn't paid off as expected and it was time to eliminate the competition.

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Eyeing the watch like a hawk, Wen Qinxi counted minutes and the longer it took for Qie Ranzhe to get back the more his chest tightened feeling even more displeased by the minute. The image of Qie Ranzhe holding her made his skin crawl thinking about. "So fuckin annoying," he said contemplating on whether to call him or not. They had just kissed moments ago now the Marshal was taking ages to get back. "AAAAAHHHH! Is he kissing her too?.....What the hell am I thinking?" he said talking to himself not expecting any form of response but he actually got one.

"Waa, are you jealous?" asked a curious Jolie. It had seen Qie Ranzhe jealous plenty of times but Wen Qinxi, never. This was true progress.

"Who the fuck is jealous?..... He has to come back here and explain why he felt the need to kiss me," said Wen Qinxi scratching his head in confusion. How was he being jealous? He was just impatiently waiting for him thats all.

"Well, I just came over to tell you to watch your back. Zhao Huangzhi wants your head. It turns out she was the one killing Zhao Xieshu over again and over again when you hadn't arrived in this world. Just be weary of her," said the system feeling like it had done the good deed for the day and deserved a reward.

Wen Qinxi heaved a sigh while rummaging around for some snacks. Too bad this entire kitchen had no alcohol as he could use some right about now. "When does she ever not want to fuckin kill me? Even in real life she terrified the crap out of me," he said with sparkling eyes when he found an unopened bag of dried meat, "Mmmm.....l tell you what...oh gosh this meat tastes so good.....mmmm.....after I am done with this game I am staying the fuck away from the two of them."

The system couldn't take it anymore lashing out at the munching king. "Will you stop. Do you even know what you are fuckin eating?"

"What?" he asked looking down at the half eaten packet, "What you want me to do? I can't help it if tastes so good.....mmm.....do you want some?"

"One I can't fuckin eat anything and two even if l could I wouldn't eat a fuckin horse," said the system it's intention, teach Wen Qinxi a lesson he would never forget and it was working as it watched it's boss panickingly spit out the contents of his mouth even going as far as washing his mouth with a kitchen sponge while gagging

This was too hilarious that Jolie couldn't hold it in bursting into laughter, "HAHAHA! Omg you should see your fuckin face right now HAHAHA.....wow boss you are so fuckin hilarious.....hahahaha."

Wen Qinxi stopped his frenzied actions with a solemn expression. This AI was such a bully. He couldn't wait to screw it over once his was done with this. It might be an expensive AI but just for a day he planned to transfer it into a vacuum bot. Maybe after eating some dirt will it behave.

While Wen Qinxi was plotting his revenge the door bell rung once more. Qie Ranzhe was back but Wen Qinxi was no longer in the mood to entertain him. He let him in but his face clearly showed he wasn't in a good mood but the Marshal wasn't done with him.

"I am sorry about this. I took care of it," said Qie Ranzhe taking a few steps closer to Zhao Xieshu hoping they could get past this and continue with what they were doing or at least talk.

Wen Qinxi responded with a, "Mn," nothing more watching his every movement like a cautious little lamb.

"If she gives you anymore issues just tell me," said Qie Ranzhe moving even closer in a subtle yet obvious way. He looked incredibly cute trying to coax his omega but his cuteness wasn't appreciated by Wen Qinxi. All he could think about was how Qie Ranzhe held Zhao Huangzhi's arm earlier on. Who knows what else happened during their private meeting.

With this in mind, he found himself walking away heading to the kitchen to get some water and cool his hot head but who would have thought the Marshal would follow him around like a puppy closely following its owner out of fear of being lost.

Wen Qinxi was startled when he turned around only to find Qie Ranzhe right behind him with his bright eyes staring at him like he had something on his face. Wen Qinxi could feel the tip of his ears heat up with his scalp numbing in an instant.

He wanted to retort but his voice was caught in his throat. He took a huge sip of the water till either side of his cheeks were puffed up making him resemble a cute hamster. "Mn," he said passing him the glass as though asking Qie Ranzhe if he wanted to drink some.

Qie Ranzhe showed a foolish smile wishing he could poke those incredibly cute cheeks. He could only think of one word, "Wow!" while accepting the glass with no hesitation. This was a great opportunity to get an indirect kiss which wasn't as good as a direct one but he could make due with it for now.

While the Marshal was distracted, Wen Qinxi quitely slipped away heading for his secret room. Once he crossed that threshold Qie Ranzhe wouldn't be able to follow him around and they didn't have to continue negotiating the conditions of their future union.

Like a silent breeze, he vanished into thin air but just as he opened the trap door in his walk-in closet he was suddenly embraced by the waist from behind with a gentle alluring voice whispering into his ear, "Where do you think you are going? We aren't done talking."

Wen Qinxi's entire body went taut as a flush crept up his face. He swore Qie Ranzhe kissed his ear as the entire area felt unbearably itchy.

The heat exchange between them had Wen Qinxi stumbling upon a dangerous territory. If they didn't stop now he would end up losing his first time right here. "Get the fuck off me!" he said trying to free himself but Qie Ranzhe's hold around his waist tightened even further with the alpha shamelessly burying his head in Zhao Xieshu's neck.

With his warm breath brushing against the omega's sensitive skin he asked with a hint of seduction, "Why did you refuse to sleep with me as one of your conditions? Is it because I am not good enough anymore," with his moist lips grazing against Zhao Xieshu's pheromone gland.