Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Chapter 380 370: Fang Jiayun

In the lounge.

Sun Zhe stared at Ye Qiao and asked, "Who is she?"

Ye Qiao lightly pursed her full lips, her expression somewhat hesitant. She shook her head gently and said, "Forget it. There's no evidence, it's just a suspicion."

Sun Zhe reached out and ruffled her hair. "No matter what happens, I'm here for you," he said gently.

"Mm…" Ye Qiao's eyes reddened. She looked up at Sun Zhe, her vision blurred by tears, and choked out, "Brother, do you think I'm really stupid?"

"Why would you say that about yourself?"

Ye Qiao wiped her tears away. "Honestly, I know my own limits. With my background, I just have my looks and figure, no connections whatsoever. And I still want to make it in the entertainment industry… It's probably just like Shiyan said. I'd just end up getting fucked raw."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe felt exasperated. "You're a little fairy. Do you have to be so crude?"

Ye Qiao huffed playfully. "What you do is even cruder."

Sun Zhe laughed and asked, "So, what kind of background do you think you have?"

"Just a very ordinary one."

"The eldest daughter of the Sun Family is ordinary?" Sun Zhe pulled her into his arms and said seriously, "Qiaoqiao, do whatever you want to do. I'll take care of everything else for you."

"Mhm…" Ye Qiao hugged his waist and buried her face in his chest. "Thank you, Brother."

Sun Zhe stroked her fragrant hair and asked, "Who exactly was the 'her' you mentioned earlier?"

Ye Qiao hesitated for a moment before answering, "It's Fang Jiayun."

"Fang Jiayun?"

"She's Sister Yun Wan's junior apprentice and a signed artist at the same company," Ye Qiao explained. "But she's still a trainee and hasn't officially debuted. Brother, did you know? She was originally supposed to be the guest performer at Sister Yun Wan's concert."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe's brow furrowed. "And because you suddenly appeared, she lost the chance to be on a stage in front of ten thousand people?"

Ye Qiao said softly, "You asked me whose interests I might have stepped on. After thinking about it, she's the only one who comes to mind."

Sun Zhe nodded, committing the name "Fang Jiayun" to memory. He planned to ask Xie Yunwan about her later.

"If it really is Fang Jiayun scheming against you, I'll make sure she pays the price."

Hearing this, Ye Qiao looked up at him from his embrace and said in a teasing voice, "What are you talking about? What do you mean, 'scheming against me from behind'?"

Sun Zhe clarified, "I mean, it's that Fang Jiayun who's causing trouble for you from behind the scenes."

"Pah! Besides you, who else in this world could *do* me from behind?"

Dark lines appeared on Sun Zhe's forehead. "You little perv, always turning things lewd at the drop of a hat."

"Hehe…" Ye Qiao gave him a playful smile, her tear-streaked face looking utterly adorable. She said coyly, "Brother, I twisted my ankle earlier. Can you massage my foot for me?"

Without waiting for his consent, she shifted her body and lay down on the small sofa. She placed her jade-like feet, wrapped in sheer stockings, on Sun Zhe's lap, winked at him, and added, "I'll let you play with my leg for a bit, too."

Sun Zhe smiled slightly, grasping her stocking-clad ankle and gently massaging the pressure points.

The air suddenly fell silent.

Ye Qiao gazed at his serious, handsome face as a blush crept onto her own cheeks. A bold idea in the depths of her heart grew stronger and stronger.

"Sun Xiaoze," she called out suddenly.

"Hm?"

"Why don't we… right here…"

Seeing Ye Qiao stammer, Sun Zhe looked puzzled. "What's wrong?"

Ye Qiao lowered her head, poking her index fingers together, and mumbled, "I want to do some Cultivation."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe's mouth twitched. "Are you that thirsty? This is a lounge!"

"Aiya, the staff are all busy right now. No one will come here." Ye Qiao insisted. "Besides, this is Sister Yun Wan's private lounge. Most people wouldn't just walk in."

"Is that so? Well then, that could work."

Looking at the innocent yet seductive beauty before him, Sun Zhe felt a stir of restlessness himself.

Ye Qiao asked curiously, "By the way, how did you find this place earlier?"

Sun Zhe laughed. "I just followed your scent."

In truth, he had used his X-ray Vision earlier to see Ye Qiao's bag inside this lounge, which was why he had quietly slipped in.

"Bullshit. Is your nose really that good?"

"Of course it is."

"Then do you smell sweet or stinky on me?"

"A sweet, musky scent," Sun Zhe said.

"You jerk! Nonsense!" Ye Qiao's cheeks puffed out, and she reached out to pinch him.

Sun Zhe laughed and dodged. "Sweet, sweet! It's a sweet scent, alright?"

Ye Qiao's eyes darted around, and she asked, "Well then, how skilled is your tongue?"

Sun Zhe instantly understood and gave her a strange look. "What, you want me to apply 'lip balm' again?"

Ye Qiao feigned shyness. "Oh my, I can't believe you figured it out. You're so clever, Sun Xiaoze."

"I'm not doing it," Sun Zhe refused decisively.

"Oh, come on, please do it. I'm begging you."

Sun Zhe thought for a moment and said, "Alright, you apply your 'lipstick' first, then I'll apply the 'lip balm'."

"Okay!" Ye Qiao smiled happily and jumped off the sofa. She took Sun Zhe's hand and pulled him toward the changing room inside the lounge.

"Your foot wasn't sprained at all."

"Hehe… I just wanted you to massage it for me. What, you have a problem with that?"

Sun Zhe shrugged. "How would I dare have a problem with it?"

Ye Qiao huffed. "Good that you know your place. I even let you play with my feet, and I wore stockings. It's not like you're losing out."

"..."

「In the changing room, which was filled with various performance costumes.」

As soon as they entered, Ye Qiao domineeringly pushed Sun Zhe against the wall in a classic kabedon.

"Tell me, did you miss me?"

Sun Zhe wore a strange expression. "What's this? Is our dear Qiaoqiao trying to play the domineering female CEO?"

Ye Qiao's face darkened. "Who gave you permission to change the subject? Answer my question! Did you miss me or not?"

Sun Zhe immediately became docile. "Would I dare not miss you?"

"Then do you want to apply the 'lip balm'?"

"I do!"

Ye Qiao nodded with satisfaction, leaned in, and bit his neck, giving him a hickey.

"We agreed. I'll apply my 'lipstick' first, then it's your turn to apply the 'lip balm'."

"Mhm, okay."

"Sun Xiaoze, can I kiss your abs?"

"No."

"Hm? I'll give you a chance to answer again."

"Yes!"

A short while later.

After kissing her beloved six-pack, Ye Qiao knelt before Sun Zhe and swiftly pulled his pants down, revealing two strong, hairy legs.

"Ew… tsk, tsk. And you were complaining about me. You're a bit smelly yourself. Did your Yan'Er already 'use' you earlier?"

Sun Zhe couldn't be bothered to argue with her. He reached out, grabbed the back of her head, and pushed it forward firmly.

"Just hurry up and apply your 'lipstick'!"

"..."

「In the silent hallway.」

Carrying a first-aid kit, Fang Jiayun walked toward the door of Xie Yunwan's lounge, her long, slender legs clad in sexy black stockings and her feet in exquisite high heels. She reached out and knocked gently.

"Qiaoqiao, are you in there?"

On the surface, she seemed very worried about Ye Qiao, but in her heart, she felt nothing but jealousy. Xie Yunwan was simply too good to Ye Qiao—so good that she let Ye Qiao wear her own performance outfits and even share her private lounge.

Fang Jiayun genuinely couldn't understand why this Ye Qiao, who had appeared out of nowhere, could so easily snatch away everything that should have been hers. In terms of looks, figure, singing, or dancing, she firmly believed she wasn't inferior to Ye Qiao in any way!

So why? Why was this happening?

After waiting for a moment with no response from within, Fang Jiayun gently pushed the door open and peeked inside, only to find the room empty.

Ha, that little green tea Ye Qiao is probably hiding somewhere crying her eyes out. Serves her right! That's what you get for stealing my spotlight! Just you wait, I'll ruin you!

Fang Jiayun sneered inwardly and turned to leave.

However, she hadn't taken more than a few steps when she suddenly heard a strange noise coming from inside the room.

The sound, SLURP… SLURP…, was like someone vigorously sucking on a melting popsicle.