A single stone caused a thousand ripples.
Everyone present was dumbfounded.
This young man, dressed so crudely, speaking such arrogant words.
Was he trying to take an unorthodox approach to get Gu Simin's attention?
His brain must be broken!
The receptionist was so angry her face turned red, and was about to call security. The few young masters were even more eager to take action and teach Qin Xuan a lesson!
Just as the conflict was about to erupt, the elevator doors opened not far away.
The sound of high heels striking the floor, like a graceful melody, slowly approached.
It was a woman in a black pencil skirt.
She had an alluring figure, with dangerous curves.
Beneath a head of wavy burgundy hair, she had an exquisitely beautiful face, with a bewitching aura in her eyes and brows.
With just one glance, she made the young masters' eyes pop out, and accelerated the blood flow in their bodies.
Gu Simin!
The young masters scrambled to be the first to rush forward with bouquets in hand, their faces full of ingratiating smiles.
Yet Gu Simin ignored them completely, walking directly to Qin Xuan instead.
Their eyes met.
It was as if the air itself had stopped flowing.
Qin Xuan's eyes turned red, fury blazing to the heavens, his fists unconsciously clenched tight!
Gu Simin just smiled coquettishly, reaching out a hand with pomegranate colored nails to caress Qin Xuan's cheek.
Then she leaned forward, and under the incredulous gazes of onlookers, gently kissed Qin Xuan's forehead.
Qin Xuan's mind buzzed.
He was stunned speechless.
His senior martial sister was a traitor, so their meeting as enemies now should have sparked great animosity.
What was going on...
The receptionist and young masters were even more incensed seeing the lipstick mark on Qin Xuan's forehead!
Especially the receptionist, she felt like her worldview was shattered.
Master Gu had so many pursuers, yet never gave them any chance.
So her tastes actually ran this way?
"You..." Qin Xuan was rendered speechless, suddenly at a loss.
"Let's talk in my office."
Gu Simin took Qin Xuan's hand, intertwining their fingers as she slowly walked with him to the elevator.
One of the young men holding a bouquet, suddenly realizing something, shouted loudly: "Gu Simin, I'm going to beat you until you shit yourself!"
Gu Simin immediately halted and turned around.
Slap!
The youth flew through the air like a kite with its string cut, even losing several teeth.
The other young masters felt a secret relief, glad they weren't the first to try what Qin Xuan did...
Qin Xuan shook his head and sighed.
His senior sister's martial arts accomplishments weren't the best among the sisters, but weren't weak either. If not for his cultivation reaching the second layer of the Ancient Divine Art, he would still end up thrashed by her.
...
In the office.
Gu Simin sat with legs crossed, dangling her high heeled feet, eyes shamelessly looking Qin Xuan up and down.
"You have three minutes to explain to me clearly, why you didn't obey master's dying wish!" Qin Xuan said, his gaze complicated.
"My little junior brother has grown up so much after not seeing him for half a year. If big sister doesn't explain, are you going to hit me?" Gu Simin's face was full of amusement.
"Don't play with fire. You can't beat me anymore either, hurry up and give me an explanation." Qin Xuan said flatly.
"Oh my, aren't you cocky. Big sister just doesn't believe that nonsense."
Gu Simin's mouth curved into an enchanting smile, her eyes full of provocation!
Qin Xuan's brows furrowed as he slapped a palm strike at her.
Gu Simin leaned back against the sofa, raising her left leg. Her toes tapped Qin Xuan's palm.
Bang!
Qin Xuan only felt a massive force coming at him, his body uncontrollably lunging towards Gu Simin.
A sweet scent filled his arms.
The two were wrapped in a tight embrace.
Gu Simin whispered in Qin Xuan's ear, "Little brother, with your level of skill you want to hit big sister? It still seems lacking."
Qin Xuan gritted his teeth, he didn't expect he still couldn't beat her!
In the next moment.
Gu Simin flipped up, pushing Qin Xuan down on the sofa as she slapped his butt.
Slap!
"Looks like it's been too long since I've thrashed you, your skin must be itchy."
Just like in the past, Gu Simin would give him a fierce beating whenever Qin Xuan was mischievous.
Qin Xuan was no longer a child, but still blushed in indignation at being spanked like this.
Slap!
Slap!
Slap!
A warrior would rather die than be humiliated!
Ten minutes later.
Qin Xuan was well-behaved, seeming somewhat fearful.
Gu Simin sat on the sofa with arms crossed, looking at him as she admonished, "I see you're still a pig-brain, with over a decade of affection I'm not worth your trust?"
"What do you mean?" Qin Xuan frowned.
"I can't tell you the specifics yet, just understand that you can't beat me. Even if I really was a traitor, I'm not afraid of you. I've always been a daring person."
Gu Simin said lightly.
Qin Xuan was somewhat confused now.
Based on over a decade of affection, he was reluctant to doubt his senior sister, but her hesitant and cryptic manner made it hard not to imagine otherwise.
At least in Qin Xuan's heart, his level of trust in each sister was the same. If he trusted them, he trusted them all, if he didn't trust them, he didn't trust any.
"Do you have the wooden box?" Qin Xuan asked.
"I took one, but my billions in wealth didn't come from the wooden box. That thing is too dangerous, anyone who reveals it will die."
Gu Simin frowned, "Truthfully I could give you the wooden box to prove my innocence, but this involves too much. Giving it to you now, you wouldn't be able to handle it."
Qin Xuan sighed inwardly.
Now he was thoroughly confused, based on over a decade of affection he was reluctant to doubt his senior sister, but her cryptic words were hard not to make him speculate.
"I actually don't care about some wooden box, or what's inside it. I just can't accept the bonds between us sisters falling apart..."
Qin Xuan said dejectedly.
Suddenly, Gu Simin's face broke into a wicked smile, "Are you sure you don't care? Without exaggerating, if all nine wooden boxes came out together, it would be enough to shake the entire existing order of the Dragon Nation."
This...
Qin Xuan was stunned.
Seeing this, Gu Simin laughed joyously, her peaks heaving.
Just then, the office door was shoved open forcefully.
A handsome young man wearing half-frame glasses charged in aggressively, pointing at Gu Simin as he yelled, "I heard you just publicly kissed this country bumpkin, is that true!?"
Before Gu Simin could respond.
The young man glared viciously at Qin Xuan, cursing harshly: "You country hick, I'll curse your whole family!"
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