Chapter 1579: 1580: Why Are You Not Afraid of Death
Chapter 1579: Chapter 1580: Why Are You Not Afraid of Death
Righteously rejecting his advances, “Boss Qin, we’re just in a superior-subordinate relationship. Besides that, there’s nothing else between us!”
For the first time, Qin Jun was rejected so openly, as if she couldn’t wait to label themselves as strangers. He chuckled to himself, seeming to be in a better mood from teasing her, and exaggeratedly prolonged the tone, “Oh, is that so? I thought besides our superior-subordinate relationship, we were also debtor and creditor. So you don’t want your broken guitar anymore, fine, now that the weather’s cool, I’ll just burn it and maybe roast a sausage.”
At the mention of the guitar, Qi Yue was immediately silenced, and she held back as she spoke, “When will you return the guitar to me?”
“Didn’t you say you don’t want it?”
“…”
He rested one hand on the sofa, smiling arrogantly like a handsome vampire with fangs, haughty yet infuriating, “You just told me righteously that we are only in a superior-subordinate relationship, tsk, seems like you really don’t want your guitar anymore.”
Even with the best temper, Qi Yue couldn’t stand his repeated ‘teasing’, her face flushed against her fair skin, she angrily accused, “Boss Qin! Are you childish or what? Are you eight years old? Even the youngest kid in our village isn’t as boring as you! How long do you plan to hold onto my guitar? You have no use for it, why won’t you give it back? Are you holding onto it just to call and tease me now and then?”
Qin Jun dug his ear, couldn’t believe she dared to snap at him, leaned back casually with his legs on the coffee table, “No wonder people say the entertainment industry is a lion’s den, look at you, barely in and the little lamb is already learning to bite like a wolf. You didn’t dare talk back to me before, now after such a short stint you feel your wings have hardened, daring to confront me. What, aren’t you afraid I’ll blacklist you?”
Qi Yue tightened her lips, stubbornly gripping her phone, “Blacklist if you must, I won’t do bad things for you out of fear of being blacklisted!”
“Tsk tsk, what bad things did I ask you to do, why don’t you tell me, dear?” Qin Jun showed interest.
Qi Yue, however, didn’t want to get entangled with him, “You want me to hurt Rong Yan, I’m telling you, impossible! You can threaten me all you want, I won’t agree to help you.”
“You think the reason I’m calling you, talking about the guitar, is to get you to harm Rong Yan?”
“What else?” She looked warily at the bustling backstage crowd, clutching her phone as she moved to a corner, “You called because you saw me on Rong Yan’s side, and you purposely brought up the guitar my grandma left me to threaten me.”
Qin Jun considered himself not a good person, and he was too disdainful to pretend to be a polite gentleman with a façade of kindness. But although he didn’t see himself as a good person, he also didn’t think he was particularly bad. As long as no one offended him, he could be quite agreeable. Yet he couldn’t understand where this little thing saw his sinister side, treating him as a class enemy. She was cautious with others, yet brazen with him, as if he could hand her a cup of poison anytime and she’d drink it without blinking for Rong Yan. Only a step away from engraving ‘sacrificing for a righteous cause, hero forever’ on her face, making him want to award her a plaque every time he heard her talk like that, ‘commending’ her self-destructive spirit.