Golden Temptation – A Yuri Story - Chapter 29

Lan Qing stormed out, and Jing Xuan didn’t go after her. She no longer had the right to love Lan Qing. Let her hate her—perhaps that would be for the best.

In the living room, Qiao Fei saw Lan Qing rush out and quickly stood up, trying to stop her. “Lan Qing!”

Lan Qing paused for a moment and glanced at her. Her eyes were like blades of ice, freezing Qiao Fei’s resolve. Qiao Fei could only watch helplessly as Lan Qing opened the door, closed it behind her, and disappeared into the distance.

Jing Xuan lazily came downstairs.

“Xuan, Lan Qing… what happened between you two?” Qiao Fei asked anxiously.

Jing Xuan walked up to her, took her hand, and held it gently. “Fei’er, I broke up with Lan Qing. Now, you’re the only one I have. Please, don’t leave me too.”

Qiao Fei returned the squeeze. “Xuan… Lan Qing was really hurt. This is so cruel to her…”

“It’s my fault. I betrayed her. I’m a complete bastard. She probably hates me now… and honestly, I hate myself too. I didn’t want either of you to get hurt, but I ended up hurting her anyway. My heart… there’s only so much space in it, and right now, it’s full of you. There’s no room left for anyone else. I can only say I’m sorry to her…”

“Do you love Lan Qing? Or did you love her?”

“I did. But now… I love you.”

“Xuan…”

Qiao Fei gently leaned into Jing Xuan’s embrace. To be loved by her—it felt like such a blissful thing.

Lan Qing, I hope one day you can forgive me for being selfish. I wish you find happiness too.
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Thumping music. Flashing lights. A chaotic atmosphere. People losing themselves in the night…

“Another drink!”

“Miss, this liquor is really strong. You’ve already had quite a bit, maybe you should—”

“I said another drink! What’s with all the questions? Think I can’t pay?”

The bartender froze under Lan Qing’s glacial stare. These days, the ice-cold beauty was in vogue—it was best not to push it.

Lan Qing downed glass after glass. They say alcohol numbs the pain, that once you’re drunk, the heart won’t hurt anymore. But despite everything she drank, she remained painfully sober. Her heart ached as if suffocating.

Jing Xuan, I hate you…

But Jing Xuan, I still love you. Even if you’re a bastard. Even if you’ve fallen for someone else. Even if you were cruel to me. Even if you’ve abandoned me. I still love you, and I never stopped. Why? Why did you treat me like this? Don’t you know? My love for you has seeped into my bones. Without you…

I don’t know how to go on. I believed you loved me too. So why did you leave? Jing Xuan… I love you. I love you. I damn well love you…

Tears mixed with wine dripped into Lan Qing’s mouth. Her heart… it felt drunk. And that was good. When she was drunk, she could see Jing Xuan again. So good…
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“Miss! Miss—please wake up! Miss, you’re drunk. You can’t sleep here!”

“What’s going on?”

“Boss, this lady is completely drunk.”

“I’ll handle it.”

“Yes, Boss. I’ll get back to work.”

The bartender walked off as Yan Junye waved him away. She sighed. Girls these days—coming out to drink alone like this was so dangerous. Especially someone like her, absolutely stunning. Wait… she looked familiar. Who was she?

The next moment, recognition struck—her mouth fell open in shock. Lan Qing?

Why was she here? And why had she drunk so much? Did something happen between her and Ajing?

With questions swirling in her mind, Yan Junye carried her to her private lounge. The answers would have to wait until she sobered up.

Watching her sleep, Yan Junye was struck. Who would’ve thought? The mischievous little girl from years ago had grown into such a beauty. It’s true what they say—girls change dramatically as they grow up.
“Xuan… don’t leave me… please… please…”

Lan Qing whimpered in her sleep, and Yan Junye’s heart tightened with sympathy.

So, it really was about Jing Xuan.

Didn’t they use to be fine?

“Xuan… you still love me, right?”

“Yes, yes. I love you. I’ve always loved you…”

“That’s wonderful… It’s so good to have you…”

Lan Qing turned over and fell deeper into sleep.

Yan Junye chuckled wryly to herself. Who’d have thought the first time I said ‘I love you’ to someone would be in a situation like this?

She pulled a blanket over her and gently patted her forehead before stepping out of the room.
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“Hey, Ajing! How’ve you been? Yeah, I’m good. Grandpa’s doing well too, haha. Once I’m done here, let’s get together with Shuangji. I heard she has a new girlfriend? Haha, sounds like she’s serious this time. Good—maybe she’ll mellow her out a bit. Yeah, you’re home? Has Lan Qing come back yet? Huh? Sounded like there was a girl’s voice there. Really? Then let’s invite Lan Qing to the gathering too—what’s wrong? …

Alright, let’s talk more later. I’m still tied up here. Okay, keep in touch. Bye~”

There’s another woman by Jing Xuan’s side? That surprised Yan Junye. Had she traded places with Gao Zhe or something?

The streets had been turbulent lately—she should remind Ajing to be careful. St. Ann’s Monastery had already been exposed. If necessary, Ajing should return to Singapore.

Uncle Movis, I’ll fulfill the task you entrusted to me. I promise.
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When Lan Qing awoke, it was already evening.

“Ugh…”

“You’re awake?” a familiar voice asked.

“Junye? Why are you here? I…”

“You got drunk in my bar and almost wrecked the place. You caused such a commotion that the security guards couldn’t stop you. I had to step in myself, Miss Wild One,” she teased.

“What? No way!”

“What, trying to deny it? You broke four tables, five chairs, sixteen bottles of premium wine, countless mixing tools. How are you planning to compensate me?”

“It wasn’t that bad, was it? You’re lying, aren’t you?”

“You really don’t remember?”

“Was it really that bad?”

“Haha! Of course not. I was joking!”

“Hmph! I’m not talking to you anymore. Everyone lies to me. Am I really that easy to fool?”

Lan Qing turned her head away, sulking.

“Don’t be mad, little girl. I was just teasing. But you were drunk—like a puddle of mud. I brought you here because I was worried you might get into trouble.”

“Thank you… Junye.”

“No problem. But you really need to be more careful. You’re exactly the kind of girl who’d get people into trouble. What were you thinking, going out drinking alone? Did something happen?”

“No… not really…”

“Really? You were much more honest when you were drunk—said everything!”

“Ah! What did I say?!”

“Haha, nothing serious. You were snoring like a piglet!”

“Really?”

“Absolutely.”

“This place is…?”

“My bar.”

“You own a bar?”

“Yup. It’s all the rage now. Besides, in our line of work, who doesn’t have a bar? It’s the best place to gather intel. It’s like a personal info hub!”

“No wonder Jing Xuan opened one too…”

“Haha, exactly.”

“Where’s my suitcase?”

“Right here. Don’t worry.”

“Thanks, really.”

“Let’s not keep thanking each other like strangers. Let’s go back to how things were when we were kids.”

“Mm!”

—Growl—

Lan Qing blushed in embarrassment.

“Haha, someone’s hungry! Come on, let’s get something to eat!”