Chapter 1142 - 1142 1122 Extra Story Seventeen (4)

Chapter 1142: 1122, Extra Story Seventeen (4) Chapter 1142: 1122, Extra Story Seventeen (4) “An’an, what’s wrong?”

“Sister Xu, is JK International really that powerful?” Xi An’an asked curiously.

“Absolutely true. JK International was founded by Quan Jingwu, who is Quan Tianqi’s father. Now Quan Tianqi has taken over JK International, and his iron-fisted approach is no less intimidating than his father’s. It’s not an exaggeration to say that if he sneezes, the entire economy of Beijing, even China shivers,” Xu Ran explained slowly. “And his brother, Jian Tianlin, is the CEO of Jian Group. The two brothers are formidable figures you definitely don’t want to mess with in Beijing.”

Upon hearing this, Xi An’an suppressed the shock in her heart, “How does the Xi Family compare to them?”

She lived abroad for most of the year and only occasionally returned to Beijing for a short stay. She didn’t understand the local dynamics and wasn’t interested in learning about them.

After a moment of silence, Xu Ran solemnly said, “It’s like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.”

Overestimating one’s abilities.

Although the Xi Family was a prominent aristocratic family in the south, they couldn’t hold a candle to the Quan Family, let alone with just JK International in the picture, not to mention the Jian Group.

“Wait, An’an, why are you asking this?” Xu Ran suddenly felt that something was amiss and looked at her with a suspicious glint in her eyes. “Let me tell you, Quan Tianqi is notoriously ruthless. You’d best not get close to him.”

Xi An’an gave a vague hum, her thoughts involuntarily drifting back to the scene at the mall the other day.

…

As dusk fell, the Dihao Bar was bustling.

In the private room, the sound of laughter mixed with clinking glasses echoed from time to time.

“Seventeen, I hear from Nineteen that you’ve got a situation,” Bai Feizhan said with his leg propped up, his eyes twinkling with teasing laughter as he looked toward him.

Upon hearing this, Quan Tianqi tilted his head and gave Jian Tianlin a slanting look, to which Jian Tianlin responded with an innocent smile, “The lighting in this private room is pretty good.”

Quan Tianqi huffed, gossipmonger.

“Seventeen, we’re all friends here. Share a little, which girl is it?” Bai Feizhan asked with a beaming smile.

Fingertips idly dancing, Quan Tianqi swirled his wine glass, “Want to know?”

Jian Tianlin and the other two had curious looks on their faces, “Mhm.”

“Guess,” Quan Tianqi said coolly as he scanned the three of them.

Mu Chen clicked his tongue, “Not cool.”

“That’s right, Seventeen, stop being mysterious, spill it,” Jian Tianlin nudged his foot, urging him.

“What’s the rush? You’ll find out when it’s time for you to know,” Quan Tianqi sipped his wine, the corners of his mouth curving into an attractive arc.

“Remember, no snooping around. If you scare her away, beware I’ll come after you.”

“Tsk, already protecting her, huh? You’re impressive, boss,” Jian Tianlin teased as he patted his shoulder.

Quan Tianqi let out a low chuckle and clinked glasses with him.

“Good to know.”

The four spent some time together at Dihao, with Mu Chen eager to get home to Shanshan. They didn’t stay long and disbanded in less than two hours.

The spacious room with its cool color tones reflected the owner’s icy nature.

In the bathroom, the sound of flowing water was heard.

On the soft, large bed, the mobile phone buzzed incessantly.

After a while, the bathroom door opened.

Drying his hair with a towel, Quan Tianqi walked out, his deep eyes landing on the incessantly buzzing phone on the bed.

He casually tossed the towel aside and, seeing the caller ID, his thin lips curved into a slight, barely noticeable smile.

“Is this Mr. Quan?” From the other end, the call suddenly connected. Xi An’an held her breath, feeling inexplicably nervous.

“And you are?” Quan Tianqi asked, feigning confusion.