Interstellar Beast World: The Ferocious Beast Husband Has a Wild Mind

Chapter 176 Self-recommendation
The tone seemed somewhat sour; was it jealousy?

Sang Qing looked up and met Shi Ying's deep, dark eyes, and her heart skipped a beat.

It seems that Shiying really cares about the taste of her pastries.

【ε=(ο｀*))) Sigh~】

Sang Qing sighed inwardly and nodded again, saying "Mm."

He also said a lot of compliments, almost praising every single hair on the golden leopard.

Then he took a big bite of the pastry and looked at Shi Ying.

Are you satisfied now?

A strange light flashed in Shi Ying's eyes, "Then can you stop eating pastries from outside in the future?"

Sang Qing: "Huh? This..."

Is there any connection?

Although Shiying's pastries are delicious, Youmenglian can't stand them all. It's nice to change things up once in a while.

Just as I was struggling with how to answer, Xiong Da appeared at the door.

Xiong Da glanced quickly at Shi Ying beside him and reported, "Madam, the young master of the Earl of Ster is looking for you. Do you wish to see him?"

“Lei Jinfeng?” Sang Qing frowned, then said without hesitation, “I won’t see him.”

"Yes, ma'am."

"Wait a minute." Sang Qing reached out and called out to Xiong Da again.

Xiong Da stopped and turned around.

"From now on, all members of the Qiao and Lei families will be eliminated. Just drive them away," Sang Qing coldly ordered.

"Yes, Madam." Xiong Da breathed a sigh of relief and left to carry out the order.

……

Later, Lei Jinfeng came looking for Sang Qing several more times, but he still couldn't find her.

The last time, I even called the police and received a warning.

Even her mother was blocked at the door when she came.

But the less he saw her, the more restless Lei Jinfeng became, and he didn't even have time to reply to Qiao Luoyi's messages.

Having no other choice, he had to go to his uncle.

Renoir was already somewhat displeased because of the incident involving his maternal grandfather, and this time, being bothered by his personal matters only made him more impatient.

But for his sister's sake, he swept his sharp gaze over her and said, "This is the last time."

Lei Jinfeng nodded timidly, "Okay, okay, thank you, Uncle."

Count Ster looked conflicted, as if he wanted to say something, but Renoir had already turned and left resolutely, not accepting any of the gifts brought by the Renoir family.

……

The next day, Sang Qing received an invitation from Renault.

Sang Qing frowned as she looked at the formal light blue invitation with silver trim in her hand.

She could roughly guess what it was about; Xiong Da had reported it to her.

She didn't understand what Lei Jinfeng was thinking.

Having said all that, anyone with a shred of backbone wouldn't bother her anymore.

The Lei family actually supported Lei Jinfeng in doing this.

It's amazing.

His fingers caressed the cool White Tiger Domain Token.

It seems that the land was more attractive than she had imagined.

Perhaps it's also related to Jun Xinyue and Jun Chenli.

I didn't want to see him, but the Marquis of Rui'an's mansion doesn't agree to sever ties, and this matter still needs to go through the prosecutor's office.

If things escalate, it could take a lot of time.

It was inconvenient to refuse the formal invitation from the Chief Prosecutor of the Supreme People's Procuratorate.

Therefore, Sang Qing decided to meet him.

The next day, Shi Ying was summoned back to the military headquarters by Lieutenant General Kuss.

Shi Ying pursed her lips and said to Sang Qing, "Let Youfei go with you. I'll come pick you up as soon as I'm done."

Sang Qing looked up from the fruit smoothie, her expression slightly bewildered.

She didn't say she wanted Shi Ying to go with her.

However, Shi Ying had already disappeared through the doorway.

Whatever.

With Youfei around, Sang Qing no longer needed to take care of Xiong Da, and instead assigned him to do other tasks. ...

The procuratorate's tea room is specifically for receiving guests.

Renoir, dressed in the white uniform of the prosecutor's office staff, sat at the table with his arm half-raised and blue-striped silver cufflinks on his wrist.

His silver-gray hair shone with a cool light in the open morning sun, just like the impression he gave off—refined, elegant, and unapproachable.

Renoir originally intended to convey the Lei family's intentions in a businesslike manner. He had also heard about the matter of the Marquis of Rui'an's mansion. In the first place, the female had no interest in Lei Jinfeng, so even if he stepped in to mediate and negotiate, the chances were slim.

But when I looked up, I caught a glimpse of a corner of light blue hair.

"It's you."

When Renault saw Sang Qing, a hint of surprise and delight flashed in his eyes.

Sang Qing smiled apologetically, "Inspector Lei."

She's used to not revealing information casually when she's out and about, so she doesn't feel any guilt.

Renoir's mind raced, never expecting that the person he was looking for was her.

Miss Wan Tang is Lei Jinfeng's former fiancée and also the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Ruian's mansion. For a moment, he felt somewhat complicated.

But he quickly adjusted his mindset, stood up, extended his hand to Sang Qing, and smiled elegantly, "Should I call you Miss Sang Qing, or Miss Wan Tang?"

Sang Qing sat down following Renoir's gesture. "Prosecutor Renoir, please feel free to do as you please."

Evening sugar is not considered a pseudonym.

“Miss Late Sugar, you don’t need to be so polite. Just call me by my name.” Renoir chose the latter.

Sang Qing smiled but did not give a direct answer.

She felt it was better to use a title.

Seeing this, Renoir didn't mind.

Sang Qing, realizing that Renault had invited him in the name of the Lei family, got straight to the point.

"I'm sorry, but I really will no longer consider marrying Lei Jinfeng."

Renoir paused for a moment, then nodded: "He is indeed not good enough for you."

Sang Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as it makes sense.

She was also worried that disagreements on this matter might affect her plans to meet with Renoir.

“However, I would like to recommend myself,” Renoir asked in a clear, polite yet direct voice, “would I have the opportunity to become Miss Wan Tang’s househusband?”

"Cough!" Sang Qing almost choked on her own saliva.

He looked at Renoir in disbelief.

The male looked at her with a faint smile, but his whole demeanor exuded a mature and steady air, not like someone who would joke with her.

After considering for a while, Sang Qing said tactfully, "I already have a husband."

Renoir was taken aback.

The look in his eyes as he looked at Sang Qing held a deeper meaning.

After a short while, she laughed again and asked, "Where is the concubine?"

Sang Qing: “…”

"Miss Late Sugar, you can consider it. There's no rush to refuse."

As if afraid that Sang Qing would refuse again, Renoir added.

Sang Qing knew that Renoya's status and position, even with her fiefdom, her good relationship with Jun Xinyue, and her promising future, made her more than qualified to be her husband.

So he boldly brought it up immediately.

Now, most normal females wouldn't even consider being willing to condescend to be her concubine.

But she didn't understand why Renoir would suddenly take a liking to her.

She pursed her lips, hesitatingly asking, "We've only met twice, why..."

This can be considered the second time they have politely declined.

Actually, she wanted to refuse him outright, but she still had something she wanted to ask him.

Let's not make the atmosphere too tense; let's be tactful.

Renoir sensed the rejection in Sang Qing's words, but wasn't too disappointed. He looked at Sang Qing with a gentle smile and asked, "Miss Wan Tang, do you believe in love at first sight?"

Sang Qing remained silent.

To be honest, she didn't quite believe it.

Sometimes you can be amazed by someone's appearance and temperament at first glance, but feelings formed without fully understanding a person are not very reliable.

Even if she really likes a guy at first sight, she will rationally spend a lot of time investigating his character, temperament, and values ​​before deciding whether or not to be together.