Chapter 173: 173, Will you die if you say a few more words (1)_1 Chapter 173: 173, Will you die if you say a few more words (1)_1 “Hidden Orchid Temple?” Quan Jingwu raised a cold eyebrow, “When?”
Jian Qing thought for a moment, “The day after tomorrow.”
“You agreed?”
“Hmm.” Jian Qing nodded lightly, “Anyway, I have nothing to do the day after tomorrow, might as well go wandering.”
“Leaving me alone?” Quan Jingwu caressed her cheek with his fingertip, asking in a hoarse voice.
Jian Qing raised an eyebrow, “I’m not leaving for good, you should just go to work.”
“Don’t just eat anything.” He lifted her chin, his gaze suddenly deepening, “Or else…”
“Or else what?” Jian Qing teased with a smile.
“What do you think?” Quan Jingwu’s big hand wandering dishonestly around her waist made Jian Qing glare at him.
“Alright, alright, I agree with you.” Jian Qing chuckled, not daring to continue challenging him.
Quan Jingwu grinned contentedly, bending down to kiss her soft red lips.
“…”
Jian Qing made herself comfortable in his arms, feeling like she had been completely devoured by him.
…
The next day, news of Song Xirou’s return to Beijing after three years spread throughout the city. The Song Family was a prominent aristocratic family in Beijing, and Song Xirou saving the life of the Quan Family matriarch was a well-known story. Some even speculated on the possibility of an alliance between the Song and Quan families through marriage. After all, Song Xirou, known as the “Primrose of Beijing”, was exceptionally beautiful and came from a wealthy family. She was top-notch in every aspect and always had aristocratic young men pursuing her.
That day, all the notable and powerful families in Beijing received invitations from the Song Family. The main purpose of the banquet was to welcome Song Xirou and lay a foundation for her future corporate connections.
As expected, heavyweights like the Quan, Chu, and Han families were on the guest list. As for the Quan family, everyone looked forward to seeing who would attend the banquet as Song Xirou had saved their family matriarch.
CEO’s Office
Han Yue and Quan Mingxuan, as if they had arranged it, both arrived at Quan Jingwu’s office early in the morning, behaving as if they intended to stay the entire day.
“Jingwu, can’t you show some hospitality?” Han Yue lounged on the couch, his mouth curling in a smirk.
Quan Jingwu lifted his gaze to the two of them, his frosty voice chilling to the bone, “Can’t coffee shut your mouth?”
“Jingwu, are you going to the banquet tonight?” Quan Mingxuan asked.
Song Xirou’s sudden return was a bit strange to him. She could have come back before or after, but she chose to return shortly after Quan Jingwu’s relationship with Jian Qing was revealed. Did she have feelings for Jingwu as well?
“Banquet?” Quan Jingwu said coldly, with a look of obvious ignorance, causing Han Yue to feel helpless.
Han Yue facepalmed, resigned to his friend’s indifferent attitude, “Jingwu, have you forgotten the Song Xirou who saved your grandma three years ago?”
Quan Jingwu responded indifferently, busying himself with paperwork, showing no intention of joining the conversation.
“Jingwu, maybe Miss Song likes you. Your indifference is a bit too much.” Han Yue teased, enjoying the drama.
Quan Jingwu flung his pen at Han Yue, aiming for his handsome face, “You can leave now!”
“Hey, Jingwu, are you trying to murder me?” Han Yue swiftly dodged, the pen grazing his face and falling onto the couch.
Touching his face, he thought it was lucky he dodged quickly, otherwise he would have a disfigured face now.
This guy is ruthless.
I’ll steer clear of him, I’ll steer clear of him.!
“Haha!” Quan Mingxuan sipped his coffee, chuckling nonchalantly.
Quan Jingwu shot Han Yue a contemptuous look, ignoring his reproachful expression, and resumed his work.
“Jingwu, we both received invitations, so don’t tell me you didn’t get one.” Quan Mingxuan picked up the invitation that was casually tossed on the table and waved it at Quan Jingwu.
“This one.”
Quan Jingwu glanced at it and responded nonchalantly, “I threw it in the trash.”
The coffee that Han Yue had just sipped almost came back out, but considering Quan Jingwu’s obsession with cleanliness, he forcefully swallowed it.
“Cough, cough––”
Thrown in the trash?
He remembers that the invitation had just been received this morning, and it was already thrown away?
There’s no need to declare his intentions so urgently just become he is married, is there?
Quan Mingxuan was calmer, seemingly having expected this outcome.
“Jingwu, regardless of everything else, the Song family did show some favor toward our Quan family. Even if you don’t attend, there was no need to throw the invitation in the trash.”
If this were to get out, it wouldn’t look good.
Quan Jingwu, not lifting his head from his papers, said, “Why would I keep the invitation if I’m not going to the banquet? If I throw it in the trash, at least it can be recycled.”
Quan Mingxuan and Han Yue exchanged a look, both seeing the phrase “speechless” in each other’s eyes.
Many people in Beijing would scramble for an invitation from the Song family, but in Quan Jingwu’s possession, it was considered garbage and throw out for recycling.
If the Song family heard about this, they would surely be furious.
Regaining his composure, Quan Mingxuan spoke again, “Jingwu, I heard from grandmother that she, grandfather, and Quan Yifei are all going to the banquet tonight. I was also ordered to go.”
Although he had no interest in the banquet, he had to attend out of respect for his grandmother.
“I heard that Chu Yihen will be there too.” Han Yue glanced at Quan Jingwu, winking suggestively.
Quan Jingwu’s dark eyes dimmed, the corners of his lips curving in coldness at the memory of Chu Yihen’s recent phone call to his wife.
“Jingwu, you’re really not going?” Quan Mingxuan wouldn’t have bothered asking if the Quan family didn’t owe the Song family a favor.
Quan Jingwu’s lips lightly parted, voicing two words, “Not going.”
Knowing his temperament, Quan Mingxuan didn’t intend to ask anymore.
“Jingwu, why not take this opportunity to bring Jian Qing and announce your claim to her?” Han Yue said casually. He was just looking to enjoy the show.
“Not going.” Quan Jingwu responded without hesitation.
In the end, he added indifferently, “The recent news has been enough for me to declare my claim.”
Han Yue pouted, no fun!
“By the way, Jingwu, Feifei mentioned that grandmother and the others are going to the Hidden Orchid Temple the day after tomorrow. Is Jian Qing going too?” Quan Mingxuan asked, remembering Quan Yifei telling him about it last night.
“Hmm.”
“I heard that Song Xirou is also going.”
“Hmm.”
“Are you going to die if you say a few more words?” Quan Mingxuan couldn’t help but yell, but seeing no reaction from the man not far away, it felt like punching cotton – utterly powerless.
Suddenly, the office door pushed open. Han Yue was wondering who would dare enter without knocking and looked up. He immediately started laughing.
He called out loudly, “Jingwu, your wife is here.”