Chapter 17: Sneaking into the Bed, Blocking the Door, and Stealing the Moment! A Three-Way Shura Field!

With the video evidence as proof, the rumors that Jiang Qingli was a useless person naturally crumbled.

Of course, compared to the improvement in her strength, everyone was more concerned with Jiang Qingli's gossip.

Consequently, that night, the segment where Jiang Qingli had snapped back was featured in the school newspaper and spread far and wide.

Jiang Qingli had no idea that the posts about her on the campus forum were all tagged with the [Breaking] label.

After taking Ye Linyuan home and explaining his identity to the other two, Jiang Qingli faced a serious question—

"Who are you sleeping with tonight?"

This was the question Ye Linyuan asked.

At this moment, the servants had all retired, leaving five people in the living room

Jiang Qingli, her three beast husbands, and Yin Nuo, who stood by Jiang Qingli's side like a shadow.

Logically speaking, during the honeymoon period, a female master and her beast husbands should be in a state of sweet affection.

It was normal for a female master to choose one husband to accompany her every night, or even several at once.

But there wasn't a single bubble of romantic sweetness in the Jiang household.

Jiang Qingli sat on the sofa.

To her left, Ye Linyuan was expressionless, his golden eyes fixed intently on her.

To her right, Baili Jing had a faint smile on his thin lips, silently holding Jiang Qingli's hand.

Neither spoke first, but the atmosphere was thick with tension.

Qin Muyu sat opposite the three of them, feeling utterly redundant—even more so than Yin Nuo in the corner.

For some reason, a surge of irritation rose in his chest.

"Can't you figure out such a simple question?" Qin Muyu urged. "Hurry up and choose, I want to go to sleep."

Ye Linyuan shot him a cold, disdainful glance.

Baili Jing, however, said considerately and magnanimously, "It's alright, His Highness can go to rest first."

The subtext: *It's not like you'll be chosen anyway.*

Qin Muyu was already annoyed by them acting so intimate as if no one else was there.

Hearing this, his irritation flared even more.

What did he mean by that? Why was he being excluded from the options when they were all her beast husbands?

But the dignified Prince was too proud to fight with a commoner; it would make him look low-class.

*Who cares,* he thought.

Qin Muyu snorted and swept away.

Baili Jing sighed. "That's just his personality. It's fine, Qingli, I'll have a serious talk with him. I won't let it make things difficult for you."

His slender, jade-like fingers curled a strand of hair, twirling it around his fingertips.

Baili Jing's eyes crinkled, his voice as gentle as water: "Our female master's studies are already heavy enough; I won't let other matters disturb you."

His warm breath brushed past her ear, sending a tingling sensation through her.

Jiang Qingli instinctively tried to flinch away, but since Ye Linyuan was right next to her, she could only endure it.

As a faint pink spread to the tips of her ears, Baili Jing let out a low laugh and leaned closer, whispering almost inaudibly against her ear

"Qingli, why are you ignoring me?"

Jiang Qingli's earlobe trembled. Before she could speak, a cold finger forcefully pushed in, covering her ear on that side.

Without a word, Ye Linyuan grabbed Jiang Qingli's hand and began pulling her toward the stairs, his expression grim.

Baili Jing held Jiang Qingli's other hand and spoke leisurely, "Mr. Ye, such matters have always been decided by the female master. Please do not violate the traditions of the Empire that have lasted for thousands of years."

Using rules to pressure him?

Ye Linyuan cared the least about rules.

He stopped in his tracks and let out a cold sneer. "You want to fight?"

"I'm ready," Baili Jing replied with a smile. "However, Mr. Ye, using violence in front of the female master is not something a beast husband should do."

Seeing this, Ye Linyuan sneered inwardly.

*What a fox.*

He acts like the dignified primary wife, but if he knew that Jiang Qingli had already been thoroughly marked and consumed by him, he wondered if he could still maintain that fake smile.

After a few rounds of verbal sparring, both men realized that the decision lay with Jiang Qingli.

Thus, they both stared intently at her, waiting for her to choose.

At the center of the storm, Jiang Qingli shook off both their hands and sighed. "I don't want to see you fighting over me. We are all family; why bother?"

"Then choose quickly." Ye Linyuan took a step forward, his patience exhausted.

Jiang Qingli cleared her throat. "For the sake of family harmony, I have decided—I'm sleeping alone tonight!"

Having said that, fearing they would chase her, she rushed upstairs and ducked into the master bedroom.

She shut the door, cutting off the noise from outside.

Jiang Qingli breathed a sigh of relief and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Yin Nuo was indeed well-suited for the role of a butler; the bathroom was clean and tidy, playing soft music, with warm water already prepared in the tub and two little rubber ducks floating on the surface.

Jiang Qingli enjoyed a lovely soak.

Afterward, just as she stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel, a cool, slippery sensation suddenly wrapped around her ankle.

With an undeniable force, she was pulled sharply, causing her to stumble sideways and fall into the soft sofa.

As she reached out to steady herself, her hand brushed against a firm set of abdominal muscles.

She looked up and met Ye Linyuan's golden vertical pupils.

"Have you had enough?" the young man's voice was husky.

As he spoke, his gaze drifted unashamedly down her exposed shoulders.

Jiang Qingli looked down and realized her towel was on the verge of slipping off.

"When did you come in?" Jiang Qingli pressed the towel against herself, her brow furrowed. "I clearly locked the door!"

But how could a door stop a Great Villain?

Fearing she would be harassed, Jiang Qingli pointed to the door and said, "Get out. I'm sleeping alone tonight."

"You've finished touching me," Ye Linyuan said. "Now it's my turn."

A snake tail slid beneath the towel, coiling around Jiang Qingli's legs and continuing to move upward.

Touching something unexpected, Jiang Qingli's body went limp.

Ye Linyuan stared at her lips, his thumb rubbing them firmly.

Just as he was about to lean down to kiss her, a sudden knock sounded at the door—

"Qingli."

It was Baili Jing's voice.

Jiang Qingli snapped back to reality and hurriedly raised her voice in response, "Coming, I'm coming!"

She scrambled to her feet and gave Ye Linyuan a warning glare. "Behave yourself."

She opened the door just a crack to peek out; Baili Jing was standing there.

He had just finished his bath and was still surrounded by a light mist, looking even more gentle and approachable than usual.

"What is it?" Jiang Qingli asked.

"There is something I wish to discuss with you," Baili Jing asked tentatively. "May we go inside to talk?"

"No, let's talk right here!" Jiang Qingli was terrified he would see Ye Linyuan, leading to an impossible situation.

Baili Jing glanced into the room through the crack, a flash of coldness in his eyes that instantly melted back into tenderness when he looked at Jiang Qingli.

"I am currently auditioning for a role of a young father. A married image could help me secure the role faster and solidify my fan base," Baili Jing said with a slightly troubled frown. "Is it okay if I announce that I am married? Don't worry, your information won't be exposed."

Wasn't Baili Jing a superstar? He still needed a married status to get a role?

Jiang Qingli didn't quite understand the entertainment industry here, but as long as her information wasn't revealed, it was fine.

"You can."

As soon as she spoke, the snake tail at her ankle tapped her impatiently, as if urging her to end the conversation.

Fearing Baili Jing would find out, Jiang Qingli hurriedly hid her lower leg behind the door.

Opposite her, Baili Jing narrowed his eyes.

Just as Jiang Qingli was about to close the door, Baili Jing braced the door with one hand and hooked his other hand around her waist, pulling her out.

He quickly shut the door and pinned her against it.

"Qingli," the handsome youth leaned down, trapping her in his arms, his voice seductive. "Will you come to my room tonight? I've prepared a star projector, the one you used to love..."

His hand slid behind her ear, gently lifting her chin as his lips slowly approached.

At that moment, footsteps suddenly approached from behind.

The two looked up and met the gaze of Qin Muyu, who was standing in the hallway.

"Jiang Qingli," Qin Muyu said, his face full of awkwardness and irritation. "Come here, I have something to tell you."

Caught off guard, Jiang Qingli instinctively tried to push Baili Jing away.

But the usually considerate Baili Jing merely withdrew his gaze indifferently, leaned in again, and suddenly captured Jiang Qingli's lips with his own.

Jiang Qingli:!!!

Qin Muyu's eyes widened.

*This damn fox! Can't he hear me saying I have something to tell Jiang Qingli?!*

The haughty Prince felt a surge of nameless fury and strode toward them.

Baili Jing gave Jiang Qingli's lip a gentle bite, forcing her attention onto him.

At the same time, he coaxed her with a breathless voice, "Be good, no matter..."

He opened his thin lips, intending to deepen the kiss.

However, the door behind them was suddenly pushed open.

Jiang Qingli's body instinctively recoiled.

But she didn't fall; instead, she landed firmly against a powerful chest.

Seeing Ye Linyuan, Qin Muyu frowned with disgust.

*Snakes are indeed insidious, actually lying in ambush in Jiang Qingli's room!*

Baili Jing, however, showed no surprise. He straightened up, his voice cold. "What is Mr. Ye doing in Qingli's room?"

Ye Linyuan had one hand firmly around Jiang Qingli's waist, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

He didn't answer Baili Jing's question directly, instead staring at the girl in his arms. "What do you think?"

In an instant.

The gazes of all three men fell upon Jiang Qingli.

One acted like a tolerant and magnanimous primary wife, while actually thinking of how to seduce the female master.

One cursed others for being the primary wife, while actually feeling triumphant in his heart that the female master's first mark was his own.

*You "older man" group members are quite obsessed with being the primary wife, aren't you?*

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(End of Chapter)