The luxurious East Cauldron Club, the atmosphere inside the private room is exceptionally somber.
Qin Mobai is dressed in a deep black suit, even his shirt and tie are black. To the uninformed, they might think he’s just returned from a funeral!
Qin Mobai’s mouth twitched, handing her a tissue.
Outsiders wouldn’t dare call him that, only Old Madam Qin seems fond of this nickname, calling him that every time she sees him.
The private room contains seven people, Qin Mobai’s grandparents, his father, and three members of the Shen family.
Only heard stories before, but seeing him in person now, it’s true what they say - seeing is believing.
Qin Mobai frowned slightly and straightforwardly said, "I’ll bring her home another day."
As the old lady spoke, she couldn’t help but feel sad.
Old Madam Qin’s face stiffened and said, "Xiao Bai, don’t joke around with grandma. Ruozhuo and the others are still here!"
He stood up, looking at everyone and said, "Grandpa, grandma, dad, I have a girlfriend. I’ll bring her home another day. Enjoy your meal!"
However, being present here does not mean he has to accept the elders’ arrangement or develop anything with this Miss Shen.
Old Madam Qin glared at him and said, "Bring me home a granddaughter-in-law some day, and I’ll stop calling you that."
Qin Mobai is aloof and extremely unyielding, but within the Qin family, he listens only to Mr. Qin.
Compared to Qin Mobai’s gloominess, the other people at the table seem oblivious to his off mood, each with a faint smile on their face.
"Grandma Qin, I’m not picky about food. I eat anything usually," Shen Ruozhuo spoke softly, her tone full of modesty.
The meaning of bringing her home another day, is he has a girlfriend?
With his particularly gloomy expression, if someone says he’s come from a cemetery, others might believe it.
At twenty-two, Shen Ruozhuo is at the prime age for a girl. She is beautiful, not the aggressively striking kind, but the gentle and elegant kind that is pleasing to the heart. She specializes in Chinese painting, does beautiful artworks, writes beautifully, and is sensible and cultured.
As soon as he said this, the entire room fell silent.
"Ruozhuo, I wasn’t sure what you like to eat, so I ordered some of East Cauldron’s signature dishes," Old Madam Qin spoke, her voice unable to hide her satisfaction with Shen Ruozhuo.
"Xiao Bai, talk with Ruozhuo!" Old Madam Qin tapped Qin Mobai under the table, anxiously, "My grandson has never been great at interacting with girls since childhood. He keeps himself pure, and those tabloids can’t catch even a hint of scandal about him. But as he gets older, I worry, afraid our Xiao Bai might end up single all his life!"
Qin Mobai originally didn’t want to endure this meal while unwell, and since sooner or later they’d learn about Lou Xi, why not just say it now!
"Grandma, don’t call me ’Xiao Bai’ anymore." Qin Mobai really finds headache with this nickname.
Her gaze inadvertently swept past Qin Mobai, showing admiration in her eyes.
Her gaze kept circulating on him, which the elders noticed.
Such a girl is a perfect match for their Qin Mobai; the more you look, the more compatible they seem.
She had heard much about the Qin family’s young master being handsome, poised, and exceedingly wise, able to hold his ground at a young age. Despite being in a wealthy family like the Qin’s, he had no trace of playboy image, far surpassing those second-generation rich kinds.
If he has a girlfriend, why come here for matchmaking?
All along, Qin Mobai has detested all sorts of matchmaking activities disguised as meals. But this time, his grandfather issued a strict order: if he doesn’t show up at East Cauldron today, then don’t show his face before him ever again.
After saying this, Qin Mobai briskly turned and walked out.