Hong Kong 1980: Me and the Queen Swapped Clothes

Chapter 107 Lesson



Chapter 107 Lesson

And Qin Weiming's mouth is really something. What time is it? All he can think about is getting Qin Han to treat him to hot pot.

Wang Zuxian wanted to admit defeat to him, and even wondered if she had misunderstood him before. This was not a man who had any affection for Lin Qingxia at all; he was just thinking about the food.

She might even care more about whether Brigitte Lin would fall in love with the wrong person than he did. Thinking of this, Joey Wong couldn't help but feel sad. She was deeply immersed in this brief empathetic relationship.

So when watching Brigitte Lin walk towards Chin Han, Joey Wong was even more nervous than Chin Wei Ming.

"Qingxia, you're here. I've missed you so much. Today during filming, I couldn't see the script or the actresses. The director said I was sick, that I didn't even know my blocking positions. But I know that only you can cure my illness. The fact that you're willing to see me means I'm half cured."

As Lin Qingxia walked gracefully towards him, her slender figure and beautiful image instantly revitalized Qin Han's parched heart.

His words were melodious and captivating. They were the only words Qin Han could think of after a whole day to express even a fraction of his longing. Although they weren't as pleasing to the ear as the poems of great poets and writers, they were enough to make Lin Qingxia, who loved him just as deeply, fall head over heels for him.

"You should go," Lin Qingxia said.

"Let's go together." Qin Han was still deeply moved.

"Go by yourself." Lin Qingxia immediately took a step back, her voice carrying a hint of estrangement and a barely perceptible weariness.

"Qingxia, I can't leave without you." Qin Han reached out and grabbed Lin Qingxia's arm.

Lin Qingxia was somewhat flustered, but Qin Han couldn't hide his joy. He knew that Lin Qingxia's rejection was just a feigned refusal, as long as he was persistent enough.

Even the best women can be won over by persistent suitors, especially a great beauty like Brigitte Lin. She probably hasn't even had a few real romances in her life before she met a high-level player like him. It's only a matter of time before he gets her.

The good thing is that he has plenty of time, and considering Brigitte Lin's beauty, he is willing to put in enough patience and effort.

If he could just grab Brigitte Lin's arm and forcibly pull her into the car, there would be plenty of opportunities to win her back once they were out the door.

This wasn't the first time he'd used this method on a woman.

Every woman in the past would have been fooled.

Only this time with Brigitte Lin was he so slow; his methods were no longer as effective.

We must act swiftly and decisively.

At this moment, Qin Han was still pondering when to upgrade.

A hand, as strong as an iron hoop, gripped his wrist, and Qin Han looked up.

A boy who looked to be at most fifteen or sixteen years old had features that were not particularly handsome, only slightly better than those of an average passerby. His dark skin and chubby cheeks made him look even younger. But it was his eyes, those fiery eyes, that made Qin Han tremble all over.

"Who are you!? Let me go!" Qin Han felt the iron band on his arm tighten again, pulling so hard that his scalp ached. Unable to stop the pain any longer, he yelled, his face contorted, and kicked Qin Weiming's thigh.

Qin Weiming frowned and endured a few blows, but didn't let go. He only glanced sideways at Lin Qingxia as she ran a few steps away, where Wang Zuxian, who was there to meet her, grabbed her hand and blocked her behind her. Only then did she shake off Qin Han's arm.

Even so, Qin Han, driven mad by the pain, looked at Qin Weiming as if he were an enemy. He disregarded Qin Weiming's age and, considering Qin Weiming's adult height, treated him as a gatekeeper present and recklessly stepped forward to beat and kick Qin Weiming's body.

The entire audience heard Qin Han's frantic shouts and the sound of him violently smashing Qin Weiming.

"Ah Ming! Ah Ming!" This time they had stirred up a hornet's nest. Wang Zuxian and Lin Qingxia subconsciously called Qin Weiming's name on the spot, hoping that he would run over quickly. However, they saw Qin Han venting his anger by beating Qin Weiming violently. Qin Weiming was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, unaware of his condition. Lin Qingxia's mind went blank, and she felt that it was all over.

She was good friends with Qin Weiming's mother, and her mother and Qin Weiming's mother's mother were close friends, but A-Ming was beaten up because of her.

But the person who beat him was Qin Han, what should she do?

Perhaps because both of them had a vital relationship with her, Brigitte Lin was unable to make a decision for a moment.

Wang Zuxian felt a wave of dizziness. Wasn't Qin Weiming supposed to be a good fighter? Why wasn't he fighting back? Oh, right. She glanced at Lin Qingxia and nudged her back: "Sister Xia, because you're afraid to fight back, Ah Ming is about to be beaten to death!"

"Security guards, security guards, are you all dead?! Stop Qin Han and throw him out!" Lin Qingxia finally regained control of her mouth: "You want me to go up and kick him, and only help you after you've seen enough of the show?"

Those men with their arms crossed were indeed thinking the same thing. After being exposed by such a beautiful woman as Brigitte Lin, they felt their faces burning and hurriedly ran forward. This time, they showed no mercy and directly grabbed Qin Han and dragged him out. Only then did Qin Weiming seize the opportunity to stand up and run out.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Qin Weiming's sudden movement as he got up and started running caused his hand to bump into Qin Han's stomach, turning his face blue. He could no longer push against the security guards and could only let them carry him out with their arms around his.

Before he even reached the door, Qin Han couldn't control the churning in his stomach and threw up his leftover dinner.

"Ugh." The hall was filled with the sour smell of alcohol, which meant that Qin Han must have drunk a lot last night and had come here to act crazy.

The unpleasant smell made everyone cover their noses, and the security guards, without Lin Qingxia's prompting, sped up the process of pushing Qin Han out the door.

"Get out of here." The security guard shoved Qin Han out the door, ignoring his angry shouts, and almost knocked him to the ground.

Even so, the security guards still felt it wasn't enough. Several of them stood at the door with their arms crossed, glaring at Qin Han.

They had initially gone in there just to watch the show, but after Lin Qingxia started picking on them, they remembered their responsibilities. If Qin Han were to go in again, they would probably lose their jobs.

Qin Han originally wanted to yell at them a few more times, but as soon as he got up, he felt that he was covered in stench. Looking down, he saw that he was covered in filth and couldn't help but gag.

The sight was too much for most people to bear, but the reporters nearby rushed over as if they were on steroids, setting up their cameras and snapping away at Qin Han with their film.


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