Chapter 18 - 18 18 Question and Answer_1

Chapter 18: Chapter 18 Question and Answer_1 Chapter 18: Chapter 18 Question and Answer_1 “Xiang Cheng, don’t you know the rules of my Qianshi Restaurant? Or are you here today to intentionally cause a scene?” Quan Mingxuan started with a smirk, but there wasn’t a hint of humor in his eyes.

Who in all of Beijing is oblivious to the fact that Quan Mingxuan, the second son of the Quan Family, is seemingly amiable but in reality a force to be reckoned with? The extensive Qianshi Restaurant is an establishment under his control, and everyone who enters must show him respect.

Xiang Cheng panicked, “No… Quan Mingxuan, I am the victim here. All of this chaos was caused by that woman.”

What can not be ignored is that Xiang Cheng’s sheer audacity left everyone dumbfounded. He was the one who had lustful intentions, managed to get himself taught a lesson, and now he’s pinning the blame on the lady. His shamelessness had indeed reached new heights.

As Quan Yifei snickered, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes, “Xiang Cheng, what if word of today’s incident reached Old Master An’s ears? What do you think would happen?”

Upon her words, the faces of An Yun and several others changed, while Yang Xiang’s heart pounded; Old Master An was biased in favor of Jian Qing. Knowing what happened today, they are certainly in trouble.

Xiang Cheng didn’t understand the implication in Quan Yifei’s words. He didn’t understand why she suddenly mentioned the Old Master, he scoffed, “Old Master would naturally stand by me, isn’t it obvious?”

He was an external grandchild of the An Family. Who was that woman in comparison? She didn’t hold a candle to him.

Quan Yifei merely hummed. “Is it? I don’t think it’s that simple, after all, Jian Qing is the granddaughter officially acknowledged by Old Master An.”

A single sentence, like boiling water, caused an explosion at the scene.

Everyone was dumbfounded, they stared blankly at Jian Qing, unable to respond.

Jian and An are different surnames, this doesn’t make any sense!

What’s really going on?

They seemed to have caught a whiff of the scandalous atmosphere that surrounds the world of the elite.

Xiang Cheng’s grotesque grin still hadn’t faded. The words from Quan Yifei struck him like a bolt of thunder; Jian Qing was Old Master’s acknowledged granddaughter?

No… it can’t be true.

His wounded hand hung by his side, numb, as if he couldn’t feel any pain.

Only then did An Yun realize something was wrong, and pulled Xiang Cheng closer. “Did your mother not tell you?”

This is bad, they originally thought that Xiang Cheng knew about Jian Qing’s identity and just wanted to make fun of her. They never imagined that he was actually harboring intentions toward her.

Xiang Cheng shook his head blankly and An Yun felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

“Jian Qing, it’s not always that we meet each other like this, let’s take it as destiny and have a meal together,” Quan Yifei continued, inviting her.

Jian Qing initially wanted to decline, but thinking about how Quan Yifei had defended her earlier, she nodded in agreement.

Quan Yifei made a scissor gesture with her fingers, indicating success.

“Let’s go. There are many delicacies in my brother’s place, let me show you.” Quan Yifei took Jian Qing’s hand naturally and led her upstairs.

Besides the ones she was familiar with, Jian Qing was hardly ever intimate with others. She stiffened for a moment, then took a glance at Quan Yifei’s bright smile and didn’t retract her hand, allowing her to hold on.

Quan Yimo and Quan Mingxuan also followed upstairs, and the last to leave was Quan Jingwu, who cast a meaningful glance at Xiang Cheng before departing.

An Yu had been watching the disappearing figure of Quan Jingwu, and only came back to reality once he was out of sight.

“Yuyu!” An Yun called out.

Returning to her senses, An Yu saw Xiang Cheng’s pale face and his hand still bleeding, she frowned, “Brother, what’s next?”

“To the hospital, Yuyu, you go inform our aunt,” An Yun grabbed Xiang Cheng and dragged him towards the door. After causing such a scene, they didn’t have the mood to dine anymore.

An Yu and the others quickly followed.

…

The ninth floor was Quan Mingxuan’s private area, where no one could come up without his permission.

Evidence of coincidence or intent, Quan Jingwu sat directly opposite Jian Qing at the dinner table. Thanks to Quan Yifei, the atmosphere was always lively.

Sitting next to Jian Qing, Quan Yifei was enthusiastically introducing Quan Yimo and others to Jian Qing. So much so, she even wished she could introduce her ancestors to Jian Qing!

“Alright, let’s return the favor, Jian Qing. Why don’t you introduce yourself as well?” Quan Yifei said with a smile.

Jian Qing smiled, “My name is Jian Qing.”

Just the four short words. Concise and to the point. Very much her style.

They all waited eagerly for her to say more, when she did not utter a word, Quan Yifei was left speechless.

That’s it?

Doesn’t she know she is called Jian Qing?

What a joke.

Quan Yifei coughed lightly, “How about this, I’ll ask and you’ll answer, okay?”

Jian Qing looked at her calmly but did not immediately agree, “It depends on what you ask.”

“Don’t worry, they are simple questions.” Quan Yifei patted her chest and ensured.

Jian Qing kept mum and lent an ear.

“First question, how old are you this year?”

“Twenty-two,” Jian Qing replied.

“Second question, do you have any particular interests or hobbies?”

“There’s no specific one, it’s quite broad.”

“Third question, do you live in Shijin Haoting? How come I haven’t seen you there before?”

“Yes, I just moved in.”

Quan Yifei, seemingly careless, was also meticulous. A round of questions, all irrelevant, none related to the An Family.

“Finally, can you teach me that move with the chopsticks?” Upon mentioning this, Quan Yifei’s eyes lit up, almost like a hungry wolf staring at its prey.

Quan Yimo playfully knocked on her head, laughing, “What do you want to learn that for?”

“To fend off perverts.” Quan Yifei replied without hesitation.

“…” The corners of Quan Mingxuan and Quan Yimo’s mouths twitched.

Fend off perverts?

The Miss of the Quan Family, who would dare to touch her?

Jian Qing both laughed and cried, humorously saying, “I’m afraid that’s not possible.”

That power and skill required several years of practice; it was basically impossible. Even if she wanted to teach her, it would be difficult.