The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 308 - 307 Admiral, Please Show Some Restraint

Chapter 308: Chapter 307 Admiral, Please Show Some Restraint

"Girl, you really should check out these young bodies more, even though they might not be on par with His Excellency the God of War, but the feeling is completely different."

"Just watch from here, girl. If you take a liking to anyone, just tell brother, and I’ll have them come over and keep you company. I’m well acquainted with the manager here."

As he opened the bottle for Qu Tong, Liang Brother animatedly introduced everything.

Qu Tong took the drink, swirling it around.

It was evident that Liang Brother was indeed familiar with the manager here, as he easily fetched five bottles of a champagne that was limited in supply and cost tens of thousands of Star Coins per bottle.

Liang Brother insisted on taking her out to see handsome guys, but shortly after they sat down, he was called away by the beautiful manager.

Before leaving, the beautiful manager threw her a Gold Card, "Have fun, sister. With this, you can snatch even the top favorite from someone else’s arms."

Qu Tong’s lips twitched, truly grateful.

Adhering to the principle of thrift, Qu Tong stored her drinks in the Space Button and found a corner sofa to sit on.

Since she was here, she might as well watch the adults’ revelry.

Liang Brother was right, there indeed were a lot of gorgeous men and women here, all wearing revealing outfits.

That woman’s waist, those mermaid lines, the sexy curves, they mesmerized countless men.

However, the men seemed to be more renowned than the women here, with the young man dancing on the stage also sporting a six-pack.

Though he didn’t compare to Si Yuting, he was passably pleasing to the eye.

Moreover, while Si Yuting was cold and abstinent, the young man on stage was exuberantly passionate, a completely different style.

"Beauty, you’re quite my type, may I get to know you?" an intrusive voice interrupted Qu Tong’s interest.

Qu Tong glanced at the playboy with a face full of arrogance and disdain, not bothering to look again.

"It’s not convenient."

Undeterred by Qu Tong’s refusal, the playboy sat down opposite her and clinked his glass against hers on his own.

"It’s your first time here, right? Haven’t seen you before. Let me introduce myself, I’m Chi, the only son in my family." The playboy’s lips curled in a smile, as if confident that no one could remain indifferent after hearing his name.

Qu Tong narrowed her eyes slightly.

Qu Tong didn’t recognize the person in front of her, but she got her answer from the surrounding murmurs.

Chi Yue, the Crown Prince of the Chi family, held a higher status in the Cangling Empire than Lan Xingye in the Canaan Empire, being the only son of the Prime Minister.

The other men who had been somewhat eager to play the hero rescuing the damsel instantly abandoned the thought.

"Sorry, I don’t know you, and I’d rather not," Qu Tong said, placing her glass on the table with no intention of continuing to drink.

Qu Tong’s disinterest visibly vexed Crown Prince Chi.

A scantily clad woman sat next to Chi Yue, leaning over to smooth things over, while suggestively saying, "Sister, now that you’re here, drop the pretense."

Chi Yue avoided the woman’s touch but didn’t stop her words.

The other playboys chimed in:

"Exactly, not every beauty gets our Chi’s attention. Don’t play hard to get, better to be honest."

"Who comes here not looking for a thrill? Following our Chi is far better than those skinny guys on stage."

"A thrill, huh?" Qu Tong chuckled, her tone rising seductively as if intoxicated.

Despite his friends’ forwardness, Chi Yue wanted to play a different game, pulling out a card from the Space Button and presenting it in front of Qu Tong:

"Not only do you look good, but I also like your spirit. Dare to bet with me, I’ll make you unable to leave me within a month."

Qu Tong looked down at the card in front of her.

Liang Brother had told her, such a Platinum Card had a limit of a million.

Qu Tong raised an eyebrow, "You want to keep me?"

"You could say that," Chi Yue admitted openly.

Qu Tong studied Chi Yue’s confident face, then, after a moment, smiled.

Taking the card, she stood up, "Let’s go."

Qu Tong walked a few steps then turned back, "You guys come too, otherwise it’s not thrilling enough."

The men were initially stunned, then burst into disdainful laughter.

"Tsk, thought you were so high and mighty, but you’re just..."

Because Chi Yue was interested in someone, he didn’t outright say they were for sale.

Confident in his charm, Chi Yue didn’t hesitate and followed along.

...

At the deserted intersection at night, the screams of young boys and girls erupted, clearly too overwhelmed.

Picking up her high heels, Qu Tong glanced at the people continuously apologizing on the ground, her smile blossoming like flowers: "It’s alright, just be careful next time."

The group, numb from Qu Tong’s smile, especially Chi Yue with a broken Platinum Card stuck in his hair, shivered.

Qu Tong, holding one of her heels that had its heel broken, returned to the club, ready to continue watching the young guys dance.

But she stopped in her tracks when she saw a silhouette.

The figure sitting in her previous spot looked so much like Si Yuting.

That couldn’t be right, Si Yuting was so busy, how could he possibly be here?

Maybe the alcohol content was too high?

She’d only had half a glass, and her walk was still steady.

"Sorry, this seat is taken, my glass is still here," Qu Tong went over and pointed to the half glass of champagne on the table.

Not until the man turned his head did Qu Tong see the face that outshone all the young men onstage.

Oh no!

It really was Si Yuting!

Qu Tong didn’t know why she wanted to run.

But she instinctively turned and ran.

Unfortunately, the man was faster.

Qu Tong only felt her wrist forced back, her world spinning, and she fell back onto the soft couch.

It wasn’t the couch but Si Yuting’s lap.

Si Yuting looked at the girl he hadn’t seen for a month.

Today, Qu Tong was dressed in a white mermaid dress with a slight Chinese cheongsam style, one shoulder perfectly revealing her delicate collarbone, decorated with a bow tied with a ribbon and pearls on her left shoulder.

The close-fitting design outlined her graceful figure, seductively charming yet purely beautiful, almost unrealistically so.

Si Yuting’s dark eyes grew dim, his hand tightening on Qu Tong’s nape as he leaned in, wanting to kiss those lustrous lips.

Qu Tong, pressing her fingers against Si Yuting’s chest, said with a feigned smile, "Grand Marshal, have some dignity please."

Si Yuting stopped and gave a bitter smile.

"What brings the Grand Marshal here?" Qu Tong’s eyes sparkled with laughter, yet her voice was distant.

Trying to get up, Si Yuting quietly increased the pressure.

Qu Tong glared at Si Yuting, but Si Yuting looked towards the stage with a playful smile, "If I hadn’t come, I wouldn’t have known that Ali was living so freely here."

Indeed, the spot she chose was secluded, but it had a great view, perfectly capturing the stage where attractive men and women were performing fervently.

"Indeed, if the Grand Marshal doesn’t let me see, can’t I watch others?" Qu Tong provocatively arched her eyebrows.

Just as she said that, her body suddenly rose, and Qu Tong instinctively wrapped her arms around Si Yuting’s neck.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

Si Yuting, with one arm around Qu Tong’s legs and the other holding her high heels, started walking upstairs.

"To show you."

Qu Tong: "!!"

She didn’t want to see!

But she couldn’t get down from this position!

Damn it!