Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Yes, Jiang Linyan’s younger sister, the second daughter. She’s not as favored in the Jiang family as Linyan, but they have a good relationship. She’s arrogant and overbearing, relying on Linyan’s connections—not very likable.”
Liang Luoyu explained this to Wen Xin while pouring a cup of herbal tea for Tan Xingyue to help her cool down, as spicy food tends to heat up the body.
“The Jiang family is quite complicated. I heard that Ou Jinzhi’s wife is also the daughter of Jiang Linyan’s father. Why isn’t she in the family ranking?”
Wen Xin was curious about this matter; Mu Chengxi had not planned to explain it earlier, and she had not asked. Now that it came up, it was hard not to be curious.
“They have different mothers. Sister-in-law Ou and the Jiang family’s eldest son share the same mother. After some changes…”
Liang Luoyu winked at Wen Xin when he mentioned the changes, indicating that she should infer the rest herself.
“After Jiang Uncle married his second wife, Sister-in-law Ou stayed close to Old Master Jiang, so she’s considered the eldest daughter…”
Liang Luoyu stumbled through his explanation, and Wen Xin, understanding that some things were not to be spoken too explicitly, nodded her head.
“So there’s such a romantic story involved. Interesting!”
Wen Xin withdrew her arms from the table, leaning back in her chair lazily, yawning as she picked up her phone to message Mu Chengxi.
Just as Wen Xin sent her message, Mu Chengxi pushed the door open and entered with Zhao Yuyao.
Everyone paused for a moment at the sight of Zhao Yuyao. He looked dark because he had been at the training camp.
“Weren’t you back in Ice City for your grandma’s birthday? Anyone would think you went mining for coal instead!”
Wen Huai looked at Zhao Yuyao, wondering how his complexion hadn’t lightened in over twenty days. He had been pale from staying in the lab and thought Zhao Yuyao shouldn’t be this dark.
“I went on a trip again after Ice City. This tan is all healthy skin color!”
Zhao Yuyao pulled up a chair next to Wen Huai, casually draping an arm over his shoulder, his posture very relaxed.
As he did so, the scars on his arm inadvertently showed, which Wen Xin caught a glimpse of out of the corner of her eye.
She turned to look at Mu Chengxi, who noticed her glance and nodded subtly.
After Mu Chengxi entered, they started bringing out the dishes. The service was quick; all the dishes were on the table within twenty minutes.
Concerned that Wen Xin might get too heated from the spicy dishes, Mu Chengxi specially asked the waiter to add a fruit salad.
Wen Xin was full, but she set down her chopsticks and started eating the fruit salad spoon by spoon, watching Zhao Yuyao devour his meal with a hint of satisfaction in her eyes.
“Zhao Yuyao, are you sure you went on a trip? Human traffickers didn’t sell you, did they? You don’t look like you’ve had a full meal for a while.”
As she spoke, Ling Xu’er handed him a spicy squid dish from her plate, feeling that Zhao Yuyao must not have eaten properly for half a month; it was just too pitiful.
While eating, Zhao Yuyao waved off her concern, “It’s not that exaggerated. I just couldn’t get used to the food at the tourist spots. Now I’m finally back.”
After finishing his last bite, Zhao Yuyao looked up at Liang Luoyu, “Bro, drop me home later. I need to pick something up and then go to school to register. It’s a bit rushed, but there’s still time.”
“Alright.”
Liang Luoyu was well aware of where Zhao Yuyao had come from, and he nodded lightly at him, admiring Zhao Yuyao’s determination to transform from a pampered young master into what he was now.
After eating, Wen Xin felt somewhat sleepy. Mu Chengxi seemed to remember something and looked up at her before pulling out a membership card from his pocket.
“This is a membership card the restaurant owner sent over for you. If you like this private restaurant’s dishes, just come over, and the owner will specially reserve a private room for you.”
Mu Chengxi hadn’t asked about what had happened, as the owner had already explained the situation when apologizing to him.
Wen Xin glanced at the card Mu Chengxi placed in her palm and casually set it on the table, “I think the food here is okay, but you don’t seem to like it much. Let’s just forget it.”
Wen Xin noticed that Mu Chengxi hadn’t eaten much during the meal. While the Sichuan cuisine here was well-made, the light dishes weren’t as tasty as those at Tianxiang Pavilion; they might as well go there instead.
“If you don’t like it, let’s not come here anymore. Give it to Ling Xu’er.” Saying this, Mu Chengxi looked at Ling Xu’er and accurately tossed the membership card onto her table.
“Thanks, Uncle Mu.”
Ling Xu’er, learning for the first time that private restaurants even offered membership cards, held it in her hands for a while before turning to Tan Xingyue, “Xingyue, I’ll bring you here next time.”
“Okay.” Tan Xingyue sweetly agreed, her taste also favoring spicy food.
Watching Ling Xu’er and Tan Xingyue get along well, Wen Xin raised an eyebrow in relief. With Ling Xu’er around, she wasn’t worried about Tan Xingyue being mistreated.
“It’s getting late; let’s head back to school. I’ll drop Xingyue off. Liang Luoyu, you take Zhao Yuyao home to get his stuff.” Wen Xin stood up, holding Mu Chengxi’s hand, and glanced at the others with a gentle voice.
“Alright, then you take the trouble to drop Xingyue off at the dormitory. Master Xi’s car should be able to drive in; it’s too sunny and hot to walk.”
Liang Luoyu considerately handed Tan Xingyue her backpack, chattering on in a way that made Wen Xin frown in annoyance.
“Don’t worry, she won’t get sunburned. Let’s get moving.”
Wen Xin waved impatiently at Liang Luoyu; he hadn’t even won Tan Xingyue over yet, and he was already fussing over her.
After Liang Luoyu left, Wen Xin, still holding Mu Chengxi’s hand, also walked out of the private room, with Tan Xingyue and Ling Xu’er leading. Wen Xin lazily followed behind with Mu Chengxi.
Mu Chengxi, watching Wen Xin’s languid demeanor, chuckled, “Are you sleepy again?”
“Not really, just a bit sleepy after eating. Are you going out again soon?”
The night before, Wen Xin had overheard Mu Chengxi on a call, seemingly about matters related to Ghost’s Domain, and she guessed he might be going out to handle these issues.
“No need. You’re going to military training in a few days, and I plan to come with you to watch. You shouldn’t be doing training with your injuries; I’ll apply for leave for you.”