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    Bending the Male Lead

    When the Honest and Loyal Male Lead Gets Bent(Chapter 3)

    Story: Bending the Male Lead Author:Velvet Verity Novels words:4644 Update time:2023-07-22 09:17:37

    Pu Yangzheng, who had originally avoided the noisy courtyards, did not expect to encounter such an ambiguous beauty by this secluded pond.

    Her pupils dilated slightly as she looked at Qi Yan with a hint of surprise. After feeling his gaze, she confidently met his eyes, their gazes entwined and locked in place.

    For a while, Puyang Zheng remained silent, and Qi Yan naturally did not speak either.

    After a moment, seemingly aware of his own blunder, Puyang Zheng clenched his fist, covered his lips, and let out a light cough. He asked, "May I ask, who might you be, sir?"

    Puyang Zheng had never seen him before. How could a guest be in the backyard? It was even more impossible for a servant to be there.

    Qi Yan chuckled softly and straightened his body, taking two steps forward, then respectfully bowing.

    "I am Hehuan Building Qi Yan, pleased to meet General Puyang."

    "Hehuan Tower?" The name felt familiar, and suddenly I remembered the butler telling me that they had hired a songstress from Hehuan Tower to help with the event. Could it be her?

    Thinking of this, Pu Yangzheng was taken aback and looked over with some disbelief. His obvious skepticism elicited Qiyuan's clear laughter.

    "General, please don't look anymore. The songstress is not this humble one. This humble one is merely a member of the entourage."

    "Eh, so that's how it is." Pu Yangzheng felt that his thoughts were very abrupt. His resilient and handsome face blushed slightly, and he awkwardly smiled and responded.

    "The banquet is imminent, General, by coming out like this, you don't fear causing any commotion."

    Moving forward silently, Qi Yan casually asked.

    With a butler around, Pu Yangzheng also relaxed.

    He was called a general, but he never acted like one. When fighting on the battlefield, he shared the same hardships as the lower-ranked soldiers without any discrimination or distinction between high and low.

    "General..." Qi Yan called out, her exquisitely beautiful smile fleeting like a blossoming flower. "I heard that your previous wives all passed away due to illness."

    As the topic shifted, a slightly chilly wind swept in like a frost, freezing the atmosphere and solidifying time around them.

    Puyang Zheng furrowed his brow and looked over displeasedly, saying, "This is not something you should be meddling in."

    "I was just asking casually."

    Between the enchanting eyebrows and eyes is an endless smirk, giving people a chilling feeling, even as if they were falling into an abyss.

    Puyang Zheng looked at him for a long time, then turned around and walked away, with a clear intention of seeing him off. "The wind is getting stronger. Young Master Qi, it's better for you to go back to the guest room earlier, so as not to catch a cold."

    "Hehe..." A mysterious smile crept up on the corner of his mouth. "General...do you think I will catch a cold?"

    Gently shifting his footsteps, he moved forward, onwards. When he was two steps away from Pu Yangzheng's towering and imposing figure, he quietly stood still.

    "Are you cold..." A voice with a hint of enchantment echoed in my ear, accompanied by a unique fragrance that lingered around my nostrils. "General, would you like to find out if I'm cold or not?"

    "You..."

    "Hush..."

    Suddenly, Qi Yan reached out and covered Puyang Zheng's mouth. A smile flickered in his eyes as he, who was much shorter, slowly tilted his head back and approached Puyang Zheng. With his lips lingering near his ear, he exuded warmth.

    "General, after so many noble ladies have passed away, have you ever thought...?" Her eyes seductively flickered as she gazed attentively into Puyang Zheng's pitch-black eyes. "Have you ever tried men?"

    As the words fell, Puyang Zheng's eyes showed signs of anger. Qi Yan seized the opportunity to retreat and silently took a few steps back, creating distance between them.

    When Puyang Zheng had not yet become angry, Qi Yan respectfully lowered his head and bowed, saying, "It seems that the weather has turned cold. I am feeling a bit chilly, so I'll take my leave now."

    After speaking, without waiting for Puyang Zheng to say a word, he turned around and left.

    He dared not provoke the general, but he dared to provoke Puyang Zheng. Because Qi Yan knew that with Puyang Zheng's temperament, he would not put on a show of authority like the general, let alone use the general's power for personal matters.

    It is precisely by seizing upon this point that he acts so recklessly.

    Although Puyang Zheng didn't say a word, Qiyu believed that in a few days, Puyang Zheng would take the initiative to find him.

    Because humans always have a little curiosity.