Qiao Qing raised an eyebrow. “You're gonna do what?”

Jun Yexuan raised his eyebrow as well in response. “You will find out then.”

His words were heavy with mischief.

Qiao Qing chuckled. “Take your time leaving. I won't accompany you out.”

Jun Yexuan, “…”

After much suppression, he couldn't endure it any longer and pulled Qiao Qing into an embrace.

“If you dare to forget me, you are dead meat!”

After those words, he didn't wait for Qiao Qing to respond before he let her go and left.

Qiao Qing stared at the closed door for a while, lost. Then, she looked at the photos in her hand and walked to the desk.

She pressed down onto an area that was three inches away from the border of the desk. The bookshelf beside her slowly s.h.i.+fted and displayed a giant board.

The center of the board was a world map. Around the map were pictures of people's faces.

If someone was here, they would exclaim. Every single person on there was a leader in one field or another.

Qiao Qing lowered her head and looked over Jun Yexuan's photos. She planned to pick a picture and put it up there.

But when she saw the picture of him wearing a half open s.h.i.+rt with his collarbone exposed, her face went dark.

She sweeped her hand and fed the pictures into the trash can.

Only until 10 at night, did Qiao Qing put down the psychology book in her hand and return to her bedroom.

However, the moment she turned on the bedroom light, her face turned completely dark.

Her entire bedroom had been filled with Jun Yexuan's photos.

There was one on her bed stand; one stuck on her closet door; one taped on the washroom mirror; a giant portrait on the wall against her bed; a photo inside a moving crystal hung from the ceiling… there was even one stuck between two pot of plants!

“Butler Chen!”

Hearing Qiao Qing's teeth gritting noise, Chen Ming dashed over, “Miss, what can I do for you?”

Just then, He Wanqing, who was out to get water, got involved, “Baby, what's wrong?”

Qiao Qing pointed to her messed up bedroom and asked, “What's going on here? Who allowed him to get in here and do all this?!”

Chen Ming glanced around the room and his lips twitched violently.

Silently, he gave He Wanqing a look, then, he raised his proud face to show how this was unrelated to him.

Qiao Qing stared at He w.a.n.gqing with a fake smile, “…mom?”

He Wanqing's neck contracted and she chuckled dryly, “The pictures were well taken, hahaha, right?”

Qiao Qing, “…”

On the helicopter, Jun Yexuan's eyelids twitched a few times.

He pressed onto his brows and asked in a lazy tone, “Did you take care of what I asked of you?”

Mu Jinghang had a proud look on his face. “Third bro, do not worry. I personally took care of it. What can't I do? I promise that from now on, Qiao Qing will see you before she goes to sleep and the moment she wakes up. No matter how blind she is with faces, she won't be able to forget you after seeing your pictures all day!”

Jun Yexuan nodded and said “oh”. Then, he closed his eyes.

How come he still felt somewhat unsettled then?

The Qiao manner.

The clock hand struck 12. Qiao Qing watched coldly as Chen Ming and his people cleaned up the pictures in her room and bathroom.

He Wanqing felt guilty and stayed with her. While yawning, she tugged at Qiao Qing's s.h.i.+rt.

“Baby, it's late. How about you go to sleep and we will do this tomorrow?”

Qiao Qing looked at the electronic photo frame by her bed, “How do I sleep like this?”

He Wanqing said weakly, “Little Xuan isn't here right now. You can sleep in his room.”

Qiao Qing inhaled deeply when she heard this. Only after a long time did she find her voice again, “Mom, am I unmarriable?”