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Chapter 907 - 660 ’Big Uncle’ (Request for monthly votes!)

Chapter 907: 660 ’Big Uncle’ (Request for monthly votes!)

It should be considered the first time they officially met at the tea restaurant.

A pair of gossip-ridden man and woman did not hide away; sitting opposite each other on the second floor was somewhat akin to hiding in plain sight.

However, unlike the first encounter, they were not in a hurry to dine even though some pastries were laid out before them, but He Yihui did not reach for them.

Times had changed.

She seemed to have lost the good appetite she once had.

Because it was late morning, far from mealtime, the usually busy tea restaurant was now relatively quiet, providing a good environment for the two to communicate. But He Yihui, who had arranged the meeting with Jiang Chen, remained silent, making the atmosphere rather tense.

Jiang Chen took a sip of water, pondering whether to initiate conversation, when Shi Qianxi, whose relationship with him was complicated, finally spoke.

"Didn’t you say you wanted to make things clear?"

Jiang Chen glanced at her, refusing to give up control, calmly said, "If you have time, we could hold a press conference together today."

"I’ve said, I won’t make an appearance."

Jiang Chen unperturbed, "Miss He, I have a girlfriend. Do you know how much this scandal has affected me?"

He had to air his grievances.

Highlighting his sacrifice was necessary to gain more leverage in the following negotiations.

The second auction was imminent, and the timing of their meeting was not hard to guess.

"You have a girlfriend?"

Although she was confirming, no great surprise or shock could be seen on He Yihui’s distinct mixed-featured face.

Jiang Chen "mm-hmmed" in affirmation.

"Is she a woman, or a girlfriend?"

He Yihui continued to ask.

These two words might seem similar, but their meanings were entirely different.

"Girlfriend."

Jiang Chen had no hesitation or doubt.

He Yihui nodded, still seemingly unresponsive up to now.

"Does she know yet?"

Jiang Chen fell silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Not yet."

After all, the inland was not Haojiang.

News did not spread as quickly there.

And not every media outlet would report on this matter.

With so much news happening every day, could Li Shuru be expected to see it all?

He certainly wasn’t that unlucky.

Even if Li Shuru did see it, she probably wouldn’t say much.

After all, even with Shi Qianxi’s antics, Li Shuru chose to turn a blind eye.

"If your girlfriend finds out, I can help explain it to her."

Jiang Chen almost couldn’t help himself from spitting out his drink, but He Yihui’s expression was very serious, not appearing to be joking.

Explain?

Then why refuse to clarify publicly?

"Thank you, but no need."

Jiang Chen refused quickly, even if Li Shuru came to know, he could handle it. After all, this incident was really just a misunderstanding.

Even if it wasn’t a misunderstanding, at least.

—He was innocent.

"Don’t overthink it, I won’t fan the flames. I’ll explain based on the facts,"

He Yihui said earnestly.

Jiang Chen really couldn’t tell if the other party was joking with him.

"Really, there’s no need, she trusts me very much."

He wondered if Li Shuru would be touched if she heard that.

Upon hearing this, He Yihui nodded, finally putting away her good intentions.

Jiang Chen took a sip of tea, thinking that it was time to get to the main topic, but he was certain he couldn’t be the first to speak.

Now was not the time to be gentlemanly.

Feeling the right moment had almost arrived, but Jiang Chen waited and waited, only to be met with silence; He Yihui quieted down, completely contrary to his expectations.

Was the other party trying outlast him in patience?

The second round of the auction was about to start, and for the He family, time was pressing; they couldn’t afford delays.

Knowing the advantage was his, Jiang Chen bided his time, intending to see through this silent contest with the other party.

But he was perhaps too self-involved.

He Yihui wasn’t trying to outlast him in patience, rather she seemed to be waiting for someone.

Footsteps sounded from the staircase.

The stairs were right next to them.

Jiang Chen turned his head and saw through the railing a refined and amiable man climbing upstairs.

"Brother."

Immediately after.

He Yihui’s voice was heard.

Jiang Chen’s gaze intensified.

"Mr. Jiang, it’s a pleasure to meet you for the first time. I am He Hongtu, Yi Hui’s elder brother."

The Crown Prince of the He family ascended alone to the second floor without any attendants and approached the table with a serene smile.

Jiang Chen swiftly rose to his feet, greeting with neither humbleness nor arrogance, "Sir He, it’s a pleasure to meet you."

Indeed.

For such a significant matter.

Given He Yihui’s status, she was not yet enough to represent the He family in negotiations.

He Yihui stood up, yielding her seat to He Hongtu, while she took a seat at an adjacent table.

"Mr. Jiang, please, have a seat."

Jiang Chen observed the man as the latter assessed him in return.

Of course, the real person differed from the photo.

Putting aside the first impression he gave the other party, the sensation that the Crown Prince of the He family gave Jiang Chen was contrary to his expectations.

One would think that as the eldest son of the Gambling King, he would exude a commanding presence if not a wolf-like authority, but in fact the other party was quite affable, not at all like the successor of an empire built on shady dealings, but more like a literati and scholar from a family steeped in culture.

After reseating themselves, both parties tacitly maintained a brief silence, as if allowing time for mutual observation.

"On Yi Hui’s last birthday, I actually wanted to meet Mr. Jiang, but unfortunately, an accident occurred on your way there."

He Hongtu spoke up.

"It was my discourtesy. I should have made a visit to Mr. He’s residence,"

Jiang Chen responded with warmth and humility, handling the situation with composure and without flaw.

The sword with no edge.

The greatest skill devoid of craft.

Even though the other party’s image was beyond his expectations, Jiang Chen never allowed himself to become complacent.