Obsessive Tycoon and His Swan Girl
Chapter 157 - 157 157 Youll Be Shocked in a Moment

Chapter 157: Chapter 157 You’ll Be Shocked in a Moment Chapter 157: Chapter 157 You’ll Be Shocked in a Moment Qin Jingchen sat on the sofa with a calm expression, his gaze fixed on the phone as if nothing were unusual, yet he had maintained that pose for over ten minutes now.

The saying goes, still waters run deep; the calmer he appeared, the more Fen Ye dreaded that the waves he might cause later would be too high.

Fen Ye carefully made his exit and gulped down a cup of tea to calm his nerves.

“Brother Fen, is Qin cutting a figure… jealous?” Qin He had come to report on the weapons system encryption that day and had only spoken a few words to Qin Jingchen when the screen froze.

He had also heard Fen Ye mention the magazine cover and had looked at it once, “They look quite well-matched.”

“Shush!” Fen Ye covered Qin He’s mouth, “Can’t you die without talking?”

Qin He had never thought much of Jiang Zhe.

He had seen Jiang Zhe’s photos but hadn’t met her in person. However, he had witnessed Qin Jingchen interrupt an international video conference because he received a call from Jiang Zhe.

It’s just a high school girl arranged for a political marriage, isn’t it?

He didn’t understand.

But when Qin Hai mentioned Jiang Zhe, he seemed quite respectful.

Qin Hai was always a man of few words, careful in his actions, and very loyal to Qin Jingchen. Qin He believed that even if Qin Hai were asked to take care of a pet for Qin Jingchen, he would do so without a word and with great precision.

Qin He didn’t say more, but he truly didn’t understand how Qin Jingchen could fall under the spell of Jiang Zhe.

He wanted to speak again, but Fen Ye glared at him.

He had no choice but to swallow his words.

Fen Ye didn’t have any plan either. He and Qin He drank a bellyful of tea. When they looked back at Qin Jingchen, they saw he was no longer in the same posture but was typing instead.

It looked like the crisis might be averted.

“Brother Jingchen, here’s some tea.” Fen Ye handed over a cup of tea.

Qin Jingchen spoke, “Where’s Qin He?”

“Here I am, my lord.” Qin He hurried over, “Should I continue reporting on the matter from before?”

“Mhm,” Qin Jingchen nodded and picked up the tea.

Before class, Jiang Zhe sent a photo to Qin Jingchen.

It was a photo of her wearing trousers.

Actually, she had always felt there was no need to wear trousers; she might be cold, but she was used to it and had never fallen ill because of it either.

But Xiao Meng was very good at nagging, and Jiang Zhe, not wanting the hassle, put them on.

Since she wore them, she might as well maximize the purpose and let Qin Jingchen know about it.

So she took the photo and sent it to him.

Qin Jingchen sent back a single word: “Good.”

Jiang Zhe couldn’t be bothered to reply and tossed her phone into her backpack, paying it no further attention.

Qin Jingchen, because of this photo, had looked at his phone a little longer.

The photo was casual, clearly taken without much thought.

Her long legs were covered by trousers, and the usually bulky school pants looked different on Jiang Zhe, with perfect length and fit, making her legs appear even longer and straighter. Even through the fabric, one could imagine the texture and contours of her legs.

Qin Jingchen sent another message: “Dinner together tonight?”

Jiang Zhe didn’t reply.

In the afternoon, Jiang Zhe saw the message and simply responded, “Mhm.”

…

For dinner that evening, Qin Jingchen brought along Qin He.

From what Fen Ye implied, Qin He might be arranged to look after Jiang Zhe.

With a drooping head, Qin He went to ask Qin Qing, “Do you think I’ve been exiled because I didn’t handle the Yuanlong affair properly?”

“It’s not that bad, is it? The core information of the weapons storehouse wasn’t seen by anyone, right?”

“But having to take care of Jiang Zhe…”

“Look on the bright side, this is the closest you’ve ever been to the young lady. Once she marries into the family, you might not have such an opportunity again,” Qin Qing patted his shoulder.

Qin He didn’t believe that Jiang Zhe could truly marry into the Qin Family.

He had heard it was only because the old master of the Jiang Family had been kind to the old master of the Qin Family that this marriage arrangement came to be.

Old Master Qin had always been a devout Buddhist and certainly believed in repaying kindness, which was why he hadn’t opposed the marriage, but it wasn’t necessarily a priority for him.

Just like this time, wasn’t it because Yuanlong had a batch of advanced weapons undergoing the final testing procedures here in Jincheng that Old Master Qin often stayed here?

Besides, he had also heard that Old Master Qin had set a one-year condition: if Jiang Zhe failed the assessment within a year, the engagement would be void.

To make him, a senior technician of Yuanlong’s technical department, take care of Jiang Zhe, wasn’t this just like being exiled?

…

After school, Jiang Zhe strolled out of the gates leisurely and looked up to see Qin Jingchen standing by the car on the opposite side of the street, waiting beside the vehicle.

Many people gave him respectful glances—some looked at the car, others at the man.

Sitting in the car, Qin He found it strange and asked Qin Hai, “Does Old Master Qin usually come to pick up Miss Jiang like this?”

“Yes.” Qin Hai was always sparing with words and had long since grown accustomed to it.

Qin He found it even stranger. When would Old Master Qin ever stand outside the car waiting for someone?

It was good enough that he didn’t make them wait.

Could it be that all the rumored whispers were false?

Arriving fifteen minutes early and standing motionlessly by the car door, waiting for fifteen minutes.

Qin He couldn’t believe this was Qin Jingchen.

Jiang Zhe walked towards the car, and Qin Jingchen’s brows slightly lifted as he caught sight of the long pants she wore. A flash of amusement crossed his eyes as he pulled the car door open, gesturing for her to get in.

When they arrived at the dining place, Jiang Zhe realized there was an extra person today.

Apart from the driver, Qin Hai, there was another person named Qin He.

Jiang Zhe thought, no wonder Qin Jingchen seemed like water, even the names of the people around him contained elements of water.

Qin Hai was always taciturn, having driven Jiang Zhe many times with the air of a responsible but silent tool, barely speaking to her, his presence so minimal it was almost non-existent.

But Qin He was quite different, quite talkative.

“Miss Jiang, my name is Qin He. I work with Qin Hai and also accompany Old Master Qin,” he introduced himself simply as soon as they sat down.

“Hello,” Jiang Zhe replied, indifferent.

Qin He smiled slightly; indeed, he couldn’t see anything particularly special about Jiang Zhe.

She was certainly beautiful, but there were plenty of attractive people out there.

Yet, since Old Master Qin treated her with a certain degree of respect, he naturally extended the same courtesy.

While pouring tea for Jiang Zhe, Qin Jingchen spoke, “I will be returning to Beijing for a while. Qin He will stay in Jincheng, and from now on, whenever you need a car or anything that he can help with, feel free to ask him.”

Qin He looked at Fen Ye; Old Master Qin was pouring tea for Jiang Zhe himself?

Fen Ye’s face bore a look of accustomed amusement, as if to say, “You’re shocked now, but there’s more to come.”

“Okay,” Jiang Zhe didn’t ask when he would be back or what he was going back for.

“You can open the door to Lushan Courtyard,” Qin Jingchen reminded her.

“I know,” Jiang Zhe had opened it once before.

Qin Jingchen’s eyes held a meaningful smile, “I was worried you’d forget.”

If she forgot about where he lived, and he didn’t come back, it implied she really wouldn’t consider dropping by.