The Mad Guardian novel Chapter 11
Chapter 11: Yang Qingya
“I don’t like making friends, especially girlfriends,” Jiang Chuan gazed into the distance and said.
“Hehe, you’re interesting,” Yang Qingya’s lips curled into a smile, staring at Jiang Chuan, “Let me ask you a question, why are you drinking alone here?”
“Then why are you, a woman, drinking here?” Jiang Chuan glanced at Yang Qingya and asked back.
“I like this atmosphere,” Yang Qingya placed her glass on the bar, turned around leaning against it, and softly said while looking at the restless young men and women, “It’s so freeing and untethered.”
“How about you?” Yang Qingya looked at Jiang Chuan again.
Jiang Chuan remained silent.
Seeing Jiang Chuan not speaking, Yang Qingya bent down, brought her face close to his ear, and whispered with fragrant breath, “What? Do you find me annoying?”
A warm breath brushed against his ear, mingled with a faint fragrance, causing Jiang Chuan’s soul to tremble, making him somewhat restless. He took a sip of his drink and said bluntly, “Yes, very annoying.”
“Hehe.”
Yang Qingya straightened up, swirling her wine glass, took a sip and said with a smile, “You’re the first man to speak to me like that, ever.”
Jiang Chuan looked up at Yang Qingya.
Yang Qingya smiled sweetly and said, “Bars are where nightlife begins, and nightlife includes alcohol and women. People who come here are basically of two kinds: those who want to vent their dissatisfaction with the world through drinking, numbing their senses, or those seeking excitement, looking for a night-time companion.”
“Which one are you?”
“I’m neither.”
“You broke up,” Yang Qingya said confidently.
Jiang Chuan didn’t speak for a while, then he took out his cigarette case from his pocket, lit one up, and retorted, “I wasn’t in love, so what breakup?”
“Had a fight with your wife?”
Jiang Chuan glanced at Yang Qingya suspiciously, and laughed at himself. A fight? He and Qiu Qianyu don’t fight. In Qiu Qianyu’s eyes, he’s just a bastard, a despicable bastard. How would Qiu Qianyu fight with a bastard?
“Did I guess right?” Yang Qingya smiled sweetly and said.
Jiang Chuan didn’t speak, picked up his glass and drank it down in one go, a flash of hostility passed through his eyes. He didn’t care, he didn’t care about many things, but today’s matter, made him feel a bit aggrieved inside.
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