"It only shows sincerity if you come to pick me up in person, doesn’t it?" The woman said elegantly as she took her seat, seemingly casual as she shifted slightly to the side.
Qin Jin also sat down again and gestured for someone to open the bottle of wine.
Shi Yu, however, couldn’t help frowning as he turned to glance at the woman, his chiseled face cold and devoid of warmth.
"Sorry about that, I just bumped into you." The woman had an apologetic smile on her face, then moved to sit on the other side.
Shi Yu looked displeased but did not make a scene, simply responding indifferently with a "Hmm."
The woman seemed unconcerned about Shi Yu’s aloofness, she crossed her long legs and leaned elegantly back into the sofa.
Seeing the atmosphere was a bit tense, Qin Jin spoke to ease the situation, "I forgot to introduce her, this is Mo Qingxin, Miss Mo, who has just returned from abroad and rented the entire eighteenth floor of Emperor Building."
He paused there, giving the assembled group a meaningful look, "If anyone wants to drink a seven-figure red wine, they’ll have to go through her."
Emperor Building is the largest building in Jiang City, unlike any other trade building.
It is designed by a world-renowned designer, consisting of nineteen floors, known as "Imperial 19 City."
At night, the entire Emperor Building is brightly lit, as bright as day.
In Jiang City, it has become a landmark building.
The interior of the Emperor Building is extremely luxurious and cannot be simply described as comfortable.
Such a luxurious building isn’t something just anyone can afford to patronize.
Only wealthy and influential tycoons are entitled to enter the "Imperial 19 City," a symbol of noble status.
And within the Emperor Building, there are different levels of luxury; the higher the floor, the more upscale it is.
The owner of this nineteenth and topmost floor is Shi Yu.
It was only after Qin Jin mentioned that Mo Qingxin had contracted the eighteenth floor of the Emperor Building that Shi Yu seriously looked her over.
Usually, no matter how solid one’s background, it is an unspoken rule to greet him in advance before seeking to establish oneself on the Imperial 19th floor.
But this woman had not done so.
"This bottle of red wine, its vintage isn’t old enough," Mo Qingxin remarked as she took a sniff from her raised glass, her posture aristocratic, "Second Young Master Qin, it seems you’ll indeed have to come to me for good wine in the future."
Qin Jin laughed heartily and said nothing, instead directing his servant to pour a glass for Shi Yu.
Shi Yu did not take it, but gestured for the servant to place the wine on the table and then turned to ask Shen Cheng, who was nestled in his arm, "Tired?"
Shen Cheng shook her head and tilted it to rest against Shi Yu’s chest, feeling rather sleepy as she yawned involuntarily.
Mo Qingxin had a smile on her lips as she looked at the affectionate couple to her left, and then sized up Ye Zi sitting across from her.
She then withdrew her gaze to Qin Jin, "It’s been a while since I’ve arrived. Introducing only yourself won’t suffice, shouldn’t you let me get acquainted with these distinguished guests of yours?"
With a cheerful smile, Qin Jin first glanced at Shi Yu, "Shi Yu, you might not have seen him, but you’ve definitely heard his name."
Mo Qingxin nodded but didn’t turn to greet Shi Yu, instead listening as Qin Jin continued to introduce the others.
When she learned of Shen Cheng’s relationship with Shi Yu from Qin Jin, Mo Qingxin smiled slightly, "Miss Shen is indeed a rare beauty."
Shen Cheng was cold to her enthusiasm, merely replying curtly, "Miss Mo isn’t bad either."
Mo Qingxin smiled again, her gaze inadvertently shifting, landing on the ring on Shen Cheng’s hand, she couldn’t help exclaiming, "What a beautiful ring."