The guest at table number two in the Osmanthus Room, wasn’t that the person she had just shown to their seat?
Cheng Su felt somewhat baffled, why were they calling her over?
With a head full of questions, she approached the table, where Chiang Tian was idly tapping his bowl with chopsticks, creating a clinking and clattering noise.
Cheng Su was left speechless; this wasn’t a beggar, so what was with the bowl tapping? It was truly uncouth.
"Sir, did you want to see me?" Cheng Su walked over.
"Sit!" Chiang Tian pointed to the chair opposite him, eying Cheng Su up and down.
Cheng Su felt somewhat angry under his gaze. What was with this guy, scrutinizing her like that? She silently sized him up in return and, in doing so, sensed that something was off.
He looked familiar, but where had she seen him before?
And by the way he seemed so amused by her, it felt like he knew her.
"Sir, do you know me?" Cheng Su disliked guessing and asked directly.
"Cheng Su, my name is Chiang Tian," Chiang Tian said.
Chiang Tian, Chiang...
Cheng Su’s eyes widened with realization; she was very sensitive to the surname Chiang. Chiang Tian, what was his relationship with Chiang Qing? Right, doesn’t he look a bit like that fox, Chiang Qing?
"What is Chiang Qing to you?" she asked.
"She’s my sister."
Of course.
Cheng Su’s mouth curled into a cold smile, asking, "Mr. Chiang, what brings you here?"
"Nothing much. I’ve long heard that my sister fell in love with a man, and I just wanted to see for myself what kind of a three-headed, six-armed creature he was to make her so desperate." Chiang Tian shrugged and said, "But I heard he’s gone out for training."
"My husband doesn’t have three heads or six arms, just a regular guy. But you’ve come at a good time, Mr. Chiang. I think your sister is quite sick, and as her brother, you should advise her to stop. It’s not good for her to blindly charge into walls until she’s bleeding and embarrassed everyone," said Cheng Su sharply.
"No wonder my sister was defeated by you, you really have a sharp tongue. But that’s okay, I like it; it’s fiery and flavorful," Chiang Tian winked and licked his lips.
This was a blatant provocation!
"You..." Cheng Su glared at him.
Chiang Tian sat back down and said, "As for my sister, she’s always been stubborn. Whatever she sets her eyes on, she’s never failed to get it. Even if I compete with her, I’ve never won."
Cheng Su narrowed her eyes: "So what? You want me to graciously step aside?"
Huh, she’s actually pretty clever!
Chiang Tian became intrigued and said, "You are quite intelligent. How about it, think it over? You can make any demand you like."
Cheng Su laughed: "I see, so you came here to negotiate on behalf of your sister?"
"No, no." Chiang Tian waved his finger, leaning forward and said, "Actually, my sister sent me to hit on you!"
Cheng Su was stunned: "What?"
"You, you’re quite to my taste, fiery enough for my liking. I could play around with you, but let’s not talk about titles; rules in the Chiang family are strict," Chiang Tian said. "If you’re with me, I won’t let you lose out. I heard you and the Ning Family boy are in that jam business, right? How about this, if you come with me, I’ll open another company for you in Beijing, how about that?"
Cheng Su spat out a mouthful of tea right in Chiang Tian’s direction, drenching him from head to toe.
Chiang Tian, who detested dirtiness, immediately started to shout in dismay, frantically wiping his face with a handkerchief from his pocket while yelling, "How could you be so careless, woman? It’s disgusting."
Watching his face turn green, Cheng Su thought to herself, Chiang Qing is crazy, but her brother is even crazier. Such absurd things he says. Is he dumb, foolish, or just bursting with confidence?