Obsessive Tycoon and His Swan Girl
Chapter 159 - 159 159 Firmly in Grip

Chapter 159: Chapter 159: Firmly in Grip Chapter 159: Chapter 159: Firmly in Grip “Oh.” Qin Jingchen didn’t come closer but turned around, “I’ll go to the Pharmaceutical Research Institute first.”

“Hey, aren’t you eating? We have sweet and sour ribs, vinegar shredded cabbage, sour fish…” The Qin matriarch continued to call out.

Qin Jingchen’s ears were practically sour from hearing it.

Tiao Chun brought over meals and said, “Young Master, it couldn’t be that you’re missing Miss Jiang just after returning, could it?”

“Not at all. He’s just jealous.”

The Qin matriarch understood, knowing that Jiang Zhe, not being much of a talker, likely didn’t converse much with Qin Jingchen either.

It was also for her insomnia that she always had long chats with her using voice messages.

Qin Jingchen naturally couldn’t stand these comparisons; it was frustrating.

The Qin matriarch picked up a piece of salty roast white, smiling as she said, “Finally, someone has gotten a firm grip on him.”

…

Qin Jingchen didn’t stay in the Qin Family mansion but chose to live in his own apartment instead.

He called Fen Ye and Qin Hai over, and they worked out the work plans for the coming days.

After receiving the detailed plan, Fen Ye and Qin Hai left.

On his way out, Qin Hai remembered something: “Do you need any sleeping pills?”

Qin Jingchen also suffered from insomnia, but not many people knew about it.

Qin Hai used to prepare the medication.

However, ever since last time in Jincheng, Fen Ye told him there was no need to prepare it, so he didn’t.

Now that they were suddenly back in Beijing and staying at the apartment, Qin Hai thought to ask.

“No need,” Fen Ye glanced at the blanket placed on the sofa next to Qin Jingchen’s coat.

It was something Jiang Zhe often used when riding in cars.

Fen Ye had seen Qin Jingchen bring it back several times before, so he roughly knew it would be useful to Qin Jingchen.

It was truly hard to believe that Jiang Zhe’s scent could have such an effect, just as her voice could help Granny Qin treat her insomnia.

But facts were facts, and there was nothing to argue about.

Qin Hai was not someone who liked to ask too many questions, so when Fen Ye said it wasn’t necessary, he didn’t inquire further.

After taking a shower, Qin Jingchen casually threw on a bathrobe, realizing he hadn’t taken the blanket, and walked downstairs.

Hearing a knock at the door, he frowned slightly—who could it be at this late hour?

He opened the door to find the elegantly and fashionably dressed Luo Xinyi standing outside, a trace of impatience flitted across his features.

“Jingchen, I brought over some soup to calm the nerves and nourish the brain, to nourish your body.” Luo Xinyi heard he was back and specially made soup to bring over.

She hadn’t expected to really see him, and there was a hint of pleasant surprise in her expression.

“I don’t need it.” Qin Jingchen had no interest or intention to drink the soup, nor did he plan to let her in.

Luo Xinyi was not discouraged; it was well-known that Qin Jingchen was hard to approach, even in front of his fiancée, he remained noble and arrogant without much intention to get close.

She didn’t expect to change his mind in one or two tries.

“But I spent several hours making this soup, just have a little bit…”

Luo Xinyi had seen Qin Jingchen once when she went to the Qin family to deliver incense for the Qin matriarch, which was quite a while ago.

Originally, she was excited because the incense was beneficial for the Qin matriarch’s health, so she turned around and bought quite a lot.

Nevertheless, she hadn’t been able to enter the Qin mansion again since, which puzzled her.

She thought that if the Qin matriarch found the incense helpful, she would trust her more.

Could it be that they went behind her back to buy it themselves?

With the Qin Family’s resources, it was possible, but being left out like this was hard for her to bear.

She worked hard to find a way, waiting for the opportunity when Qin Jingchen would return to stay at the apartment.

Qin Jingchen looked at her intently, and Luo Xinyi thought there was hope, only to hear his calm, indifferent voice, “I won’t drink it.”

The door was closed in front of her.

He could be gentle to others, but why was he treating her like this?

Luo Xinyi’s hand tightened around the thermos she was holding.

Qin Jingchen made a phone call, “Check the security personnel of the apartment, those who have had contact with Luo Xinyi, fire them all, never to be re-employed.”

He hung up the phone and took a blanket from the sofa back to the bedroom.

…

Jiang Zhe sent a message to Qin He, asking him to pick her up and take her to Lushan Courtyard.

“Set a time and I’ll be there punctually,” replied Qin He promptly.

Jiang Zhe sent him the time.

After school, she went to the rendezvous as agreed.

But Qin He had not yet arrived.

She took out her phone, bored, and according to his WeChat, she hacked his system to check his location. She found he had stopped at a fruit shop on his way over.

Jiang Zhe didn’t think much of it.

However, Qin He’s phone security system turned out to be professional, at least on par with the anti-hacking systems of the finance departments of the world’s top large companies.

When Qin He arrived, he was two minutes later than expected.

“Sorry Miss Jiang, I’m two minutes late.” He hadn’t expected the usually quiet imported fruit shop to have a queue that day.

“It’s fine, the fruit shop was crowded today,” said Jiang Zhe nonchalantly.

“Yeah, I didn’t expect it either. But Mr. Fen Ye mentioned on the spur of the moment that you liked fruit…” Qin He abruptly stopped, “How did you know I went to the fruit shop?”

He hadn’t mentioned it.

Jiang Zhe pointed to the fruit bag on the backseat.

Qin He breathed a sigh of relief; so that was it.

But why did he feel like it wasn’t that simple?

Upon arrival at Lushan Villa, Jiang Zhe stretched out her hand to open the door and went in.

“Mr. Qin said he had someone custom-make a Rubik’s cube for you, which has been delivered. You can play with it when you’re bored,” Qin He shared as they entered.

As Qin He walked in, he saw a huge box in front of him.

The box was almost half his height, and when he lifted it, it was dead heavy.

“Such a big box?” How many Rubik’s cubes could that be?

No wonder they had to be custom-made.

No wonder Qin Jingchen had it delivered to Lushan Courtyard.

“I’ll go pour you a glass of water first, then come back and unpack this parcel.”

Qin He went to the kitchen, asking Jiang Zhe what she wanted to drink.

Jiang Zhe casually pulled out a dagger, and opened the package—it could have been torn open with bare hands, but she couldn’t be bothered to exert the effort.

The opened Rubik’s cube was indeed big, a 22x22x22 giant cube, and the sight of these numbers pleased Jiang Zhe somewhat.

The giant cube was square on the outside, with a 22x22x22 spherical cube wrapped inside.

The colors and shapes had to correspond, indeed a deadly device.

Previously, it took world-class Rubik’s cube experts several days to solve a separate 22x22x22 cube.

The spherical one was even harder.

However, these numbers made Jiang Zhe comfortable, and she decided to practice right then.

Fortunately, the Rubik’s cube arrived completely scrambled, with the colors and shapes all jumbled.

Jiang Zhe had requested mineral water, so Qin He didn’t take long. He opened a bottle of mineral water, washed a glass, poured the water into it, and brought it out.