Qiao Qiao is being targeted.
The woman's name was Isabelle Akhani. She had been serving the members of the royal family since her great-grandfather. She had also received palace education since she was young and was the most outstanding among her peers. Therefore, she was especially valued and was assigned to serve Ravel.
Seeing Isabelle smile at her, Qiao Qiao was stunned at first, but then she nodded and smiled back.
After Isabel sent someone to take Ravel away, she apologized to He Shaochen and Qiao Qiao again. "Mr. He, I'm very sorry. As his executive officer, I apologize to you for the inconvenience caused by Ravel."
"Don't mind it. I'm very happy that my wife is so popular." He Shaochen's elegant appearance won the cheers of many people present. He elegantly put down the red wine glass and smiled at Isabelle. "It's an honor to attend tonight's ball. My wife and I have something to do, so we'll take our leave first."
Isabelle glanced at the three layers of red wine glasses beside He Shaochen and smiled. She bowed slightly. "I look forward to seeing your beautiful dance next time."
He Shaochen and Qiao Qiao returned to the hotel. He Shaochen went straight to the toilet and started vomiting.
Qiao Qiao followed him in and patted him on the back. She felt distressed and helpless. "Why do you want to compete with Heir Ravel in drinking? It's not like you don't know that J Country is famous for its red wine. The amount of red wine they've drunk is more than the amount of water you've drunk. This kind of competition is meaningless. "
"That's not necessarily true. It turns out that I put him down first." He Shaochen vomited for a while before he recovered. Qiao Qiao quickly wiped the water stains on the corner of his mouth with a tissue.
"That's because Miss Isabelle forced him to drink another bottle of red wine."
Until now, Qiao Qiao was deeply impressed by Isabelle's courage. That woman's actions were too shocking. She actually forced someone to drink wine. The other party was the heir, but she didn't seem to care at all.
She didn't know if Ravel would settle the score with her after he woke up.
However, Qiao Qiao didn't have time to care about others. He Shaochen was enough for her to torment.
He Shaochen was obviously drunk as well. However, this guy was very good at pretending. In front of others, no matter how drunk he was, he still had to pretend to be elegant. But when there was no one else, he started acting crazy...
Hearing Qiaoqiao's rebuttal, he raised his eyebrows and got up in dissatisfaction. He pinched Qiaoqiao's chin and said, "Why do I feel like you're always speaking up for Ravel? Do you like him? "
The drunkard didn't know how to control his strength. Qiao Qiao's chin hurt from his pinch. She slapped his hand away and said calmly, "No, I'm just stating facts."
"Stating facts?" He Shaochen raised his eyebrows. He leaned forward and forced Qiao Qiao against the wall, trapping her in his arms. "But you couldn't take your eyes off him the first time you saw him. Why do I find it so ambiguous?"
"…"
This person was obviously starting to make trouble for no reason.
It was obviously impossible to reason with a drunkard because they wouldn't even admit that they were drunk.
Qiao Qiao didn't want to be entangled in this matter. "You're drunk. Go and rest first."
"You're changing the topic." He Shaochen's face darkened.
"…"
This person wasn't done yet.
Qiao Qiao suppressed the impatience in her heart and said, "No, it's just that you're drunk. I think it's better for you to sleep."
"I'm drunk? What right do you have to judge whether a person is really drunk or just pretending to be drunk? Is there a clear standard for judging? "
How can you say that you're not drunk when you're in this state?
Qiao Qiao's heart was in turmoil and she couldn't calm down. The corners of her eyes twitched and she took a deep breath to calm herself down. There was no point in reasoning with a drunkard.
"Mr He, I was wrong. I shouldn't have arbitrarily judged whether you're drunk or not. It's my fault, okay?" Qiao Qiao said while holding her breath.
The smell of alcohol on He Shao Chen's body was very strong. His handsome face was flushed red, and his dark eyes were tinged with lust. He had a fatal attraction.
He spoke in a low voice and frowned. He seemed to be in a dilemma. After staring at Qiao Qiao for a while, he said unhappily, "Why do I feel that you're so reluctant?"
"…" You're deliberately looking for trouble, aren't you?
Qiao Qiao couldn't keep a straight face. She put on a fake smile and said, "You're thinking too much. I really think so."
Young Master He raised his chin and said coldly, "Qiao Qiao, you're so hypocritical."
"… How am I hypocritical?"
"You're not telling the truth." He Shaochen continued to pester her and said unhappily.
She couldn't tolerate this!
Why didn't she realize that He Shaochen was so difficult to deal with when he was drunk?
She gritted her teeth and said, "You're deliberately looking for trouble, aren't you?"
He Shaochen's eyes darkened and he said to Qiao Qiao with jealousy, "We're not married yet and you think I'm annoying? Don't tell me you've really fallen for that Ravel? "
Was this person done?
Why did he have to put her in a relationship with Ravel? They hadn't even spoken a word to each other, okay?
Sure enough, if you tried to reason with a drunk person, your own logic would be flawed. Qiao Qiao reflected deeply on herself and said seriously, "I swear, I definitely don't have any feelings for Ravel."
"Really?"
"Really." Qiao Qiao nodded with absolute certainty.
He Shaochen seemed to believe her. Or rather, he just wanted Qiao Qiao to say it herself. His expression improved slightly and he put on a charming smile. Satisfied, he leaned over and covered Qiao Qiao's lips with his own. He skillfully pried open her lips and kissed her passionately.
Qiao Qiao's belt was pulled open and she felt the other party's hands reaching in and groping. His hands were hot and her face was as red as a cooked shrimp.
If it were any other time, Qiao Qiao would probably have really been seduced by him and sunk in with him.
However, the smell of alcohol on He Shaochen's body was too unbearable for her. She put one hand on his firm chest and grabbed He Shaochen's restless hand with the other hand.
The man whose eyes were filled with lust was very dissatisfied with her behavior. He left Qiao Qiao's lips and stared at her with furrowed brows.
Qiao Qiao's breathing was uneven and she said, "Go and take a shower first."
"Why?"
The other party's voice was filled with obvious displeasure.
Qiao Qiao replied bluntly, "The smell of alcohol on you is too strong."
"You don't like me?" A certain someone seemed to be restless and ready to find fault with her. Qiao Qiao's eyes twitched and she explained, "No …"
"Then why?" He wrapped his arms around her and leaned over to her ear. Although his movements were slow, they were so forceful that there was no room for resistance. He gently nibbled on Qiao Qiao's small earlobe and bit it.
Qiao Qiao instinctively wanted to push him away, but it didn't have much effect.
He murmured in her ear, "Or is it that the smell on my body arouses you? Are you feeling it too? "
Why was he always able to say such vulgar things without batting an eyelid?
Qiao Qiao had already complained countless times.
She felt that her face was about to burn. He Shaochen's words were so explosive that she was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Why was this person's words becoming more and more vulgar?
What happened to being elegant and not dirty!
She pushed him away forcefully and panted slightly. She felt that her heartbeat had exceeded the normal rate and all of this was caused by a certain someone!
However, a certain someone was still unaware and wanted to press on after being pushed away. However, Qiao Qiao blocked him with both hands and pushed him towards the bathroom.
"Go take a shower!"
"I heard that drunken people are most likely to have accidents in the bathroom. Are you sure you don't want to come in and help me?" He Shaochen suddenly turned around and asked.
"…"
Qiao Qiao suddenly realized that this person might really not be drunk!
She gritted her teeth and said, "If you need anything, just call me from outside."
"How troublesome would that be? Why don't we take a shower together? Don't you know that you smell of alcohol? "He Shaochen's eyes lit up. He directly grabbed Qiao Qiao's wrist and dragged her towards the bathroom.
So he had been waiting for her here all along?
Qiao Qiao laughed dryly and wanted to pull her hand out. She refused, "No need. Let's go in one by one."
"No, I think it's good to take a shower together." When He Shaochen insisted on doing something, Qiao Qiao's words were useless.
No matter how she refused, He Shaochen still dragged her into the bathroom.
The moonlight outside the window was strong and the cold moonlight spread evenly on the white snow.
The room was filled with lingering passion.
— —
On the other hand, Ravel was drunk and unconscious and was helped to the bed to rest.
Isabelle went to Ravel's room to take a look and saw that he was sleeping happily. She calmly pinched his nose with her hand and only released it when Ravel was out of breath and began to struggle. She had a faint smile on her charming face and turned to leave.
As the executive officer of the heir, it was normal for his left and right hands to live in the same palace.
Isabelle did not go to sleep directly. She went to the study room opposite the bedroom and walked to the desk. She took out a small box with a password lock from the hidden compartment inside. After unlocking it, she took out a photo from the box.
In the photo was a typical woman from A Country. However, she was also a woman who was astonishingly beautiful.
"Indeed … very similar …"
There was a trace of worry on Isabelle's beautiful face. She stared at the woman in the photo and fell into deep thought. After a while, she made a phone call.
"Yale, can you help me investigate a person?"
Yale was still in the office dealing with Ravel's unfinished work when he received a call from his sister. There was a moment of hesitation on his face. Then, he quickly wrote and asked calmly, "Investigate who?"
"He Shaochen's wife."
"Oh?"
"I suspect that what we are worried about is about to happen." Although Isabelle said that she was doubtful, her tone was incomparably firm.
Yale's hand that was holding the pen paused and his face became serious.
"He Shaochen's wife is related to that person?"
"I don't know. That's why I asked you to investigate. The other party has the support of Family He. You must be very careful and not let the other party find out."
"I understand. If it's true, what will you do?"
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