Obsessive Tycoon and His Swan Girl
Chapter 160 - 160 160 Its Still Qin Yes Move

Chapter 160: Chapter 160: It’s Still Qin Ye’s Move Chapter 160: Chapter 160: It’s Still Qin Ye’s Move Qin He carried a glass of water out and saw Jiang Zhe sitting on the sofa, looking at her phone.

“Miss Jiang, your water.”

Qin He placed the water in front of her.

Then he saw that the package had been opened, revealing the giant Rubik’s cube inside.

“1, 2, 3… a 22-layer Rubik’s cube! And it’s a Mortal Shape-Shifter, a cubic frame with a spherical shape!” Qin He was breathless with just one look.

He remembered how Yuanlong’s Technology Department struggled in the server room last time to solve a 16-layer cube, which had everyone sweating profusely; fortunately, they managed to restore it with their top-notch rational minds.

This one was who knows how many times more difficult, and he couldn’t even begin to estimate how much time it could kill.

“Luckily, it wasn’t scrambled when it arrived,” Qin He exclaimed with relief. “Otherwise, who knows how much time it would take to put it together.”

He was completely unaware that Jiang Zhe had already solved it while he was pouring water.

After drinking the water, Jiang Zhe stood up, “Let’s go, time to head back.”

“We’re… going back already?” Weren’t they there to play with the Rubik’s cube?

She must have been intimidated by the difficulty and didn’t want to play with it anymore.

Indeed, this looked like a custom-made challenge for top Rubik’s cube masters, hell-level difficulty. It was perfectly normal for a high school girl to be daunted by it.

Not to mention the pattern and the shape, the weight alone was not suitable for most people to play with.

His words reminded Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe remembered that Qin Jingchen’s place had some decent red wine, and she decided to take a few bottles.

That way, Yang Feiliu wouldn’t keep thinking about the wines from Night Alliance, drinking so much. If she ever dropped them, Jiang Zhe wouldn’t bother to fetch it.

Watching Jiang Zhe showing no interest in the Rubik’s cube but instead rifling through her backpack, picking several of the most expensive bottles of red wine from the counter, Qin He’s lips twitched.

She’s taking these too? Could she be any more unsophisticated?

A few bottles of wine, was it worth it?

He messaged Qin Hai, “The boss must really love Miss Jiang, right?”

“Supposedly,” came Qin Hai’s terse reply.

Qin He: “…”

Is that really love? He couldn’t see what was worth loving about her.

Jiang Zhe got into the car, and messaged Qin Jingchen, “Played with the Rubik’s cube.”

“How was it?”

“Already solved,” Jiang Zhe typed the message effortlessly.

Qin Jingchen: “…”

“Sorry, it seems the level of difficulty was still too low.”

He would find someone to customize another one.

“It’s okay,” Jiang Zhe had enjoyed playing with it just now.

The cube’s colors were precise, the edges smooth, and both the rounds and squares were very standard and proper. The numbers were even numbers, lined up neatly, not even her obsessive-compulsive disorder could find fault with it.

If it hadn’t been so heavy, she would have put it in her backpack.

Qin Jingchen calculated; from the time Qin He welcomed her to the courtyard to her departure, it had been at most half an hour.

He had thought she would stay in the guest house for a few more hours.

“Fen Ye, have someone make a Rubik’s cube that’s a hundred times more difficult,” he said.

“A hundred times?” Fen Ye’s lips twitched. “So how long did sister-in-law take just now?”

“Nearly half an hour.”

Fen Ye almost fell back onto the sofa; he made a gesture like he was catching his eyeballs, convinced that one day, either Qin Jingchen or Jiang Zhe would actually be shocked enough to drop their eyeballs.

“Oh, and I took a few of your red wines,” Jiang Zhe sent another message to Qin Jingchen.

Qin Jingchen pinched his brow, “That’s fine. But you can’t drink it.”

On the way, Jiang Zhe had Qin He stop the car, and she went into Lanling Bank to deposit the wine into a safety deposit box.

After some thought, she took a photo and sent it to Qin Jingchen.

Without saying anything, Qin Jingchen understood; she was saving it for her close friend, she wasn’t going to drink it.

“Good girl.”

This time, Qin Jingchen’s message was a voice note.

Jiang Zhe got into the car and then played the voice message.

Qin Jingchen’s clear and implicitly sexy voice came through, a gentle utterance of the word “good,” as if filled with an abundance of emotions, lingering in the car.

Jiang Zhe: “…”

Regretted not using headphones.

Qin He: “…”

My god, could Mr. Qin be this flirty?

“Qin He, come pick me up tomorrow. I’m going to Beijing,” Jiang Zhe said nonchalantly.

Qin He: “Okay!”

Miss Jiang was charmed, indeed Mr. Qin knew how!

…

The next day, Jiang Zhe packed a few things haphazardly into her backpack.

Qin He’s car arrived as scheduled, stopping at the school gate.

Jiang Zhe got into the car.

“Miss Jiang, you said there’s no need to buy plane tickets and we’ll go straight to Beijing by car. I’ll take care of it. We can rest for a few minutes on the road and should be able to arrive in Beijing before lunch,” Qin He reported to her.

“Sure,” Jiang Zhe replied, her voice lazy from waking up too early.

“You said not to alert Mr. Qin, so I haven’t told anyone; currently, I’m the only one who knows you’re going to Beijing.”

Jiang Zhe responded noncommittally with a “hmm.”

“Do you want to eat something first? Should I buy something for you, or would you like to stop and eat?”

Jiang Zhe felt that, if possible, next time she’d prefer to keep Qin Hai.

Qin Hai wouldn’t ask any unnecessary questions at all.

“No need to eat,” Jiang Zhe said somewhat curtly.

Qin He didn’t say more and drove on.

Suddenly, he heard Jiang Zhe ask, “Is Qin Hai very important to Qin Jingchen? Does he have important things to handle by his side?”

This question kind of stung Qin He. The four brothers were all fairly capable, but Qin Jingchen’s favorite person to keep close was Qin Hai, the head of Yuanlong Technology Department was Qin Qing, and Qin Yan was in charge of important affairs.

Yet he was the one taking care of Jiang Zhe.

“Probably, Mr. Qin has always trusted Qin Hai a lot.”

After all, Qin Hai had spent the most time by Qin Jingchen’s side.

Jiang Zhe understood that Qin Jingchen also liked people who didn’t talk much.

But why did he talk so much on WeChat?

When they arrived in Beijing, the time was even earlier than expected.

It wasn’t yet twelve o’clock.

Jiang Zhe had sent Pei Yuan a message on the way, asking if he wanted to have lunch together.

Pei Yuan had already agreed.

“Go to JZ Pharmaceutical Research Institute,” Jiang Zhe instructed Qin He.

Qin He was taken aback—how did Jiang Zhe know about this research institute?

Mr. Qin wasn’t there, so what was she going there for?

Full of questions, Qin He drove there.

After riding for several hours, Jiang Zhe got out of the car and stretched her limbs a little.

Lin Huaiyuan was about to go outside for lunch when he saw Jiang Zhe’s figure, which was a huge and pleasant surprise for him, “Xiaozhe!”

“Cousin,” Jiang Zhe saw him and wasn’t too surprised.

“Why did you come here today? Is it possible that…” Lin Huaiyuan’s tone was probing, wondering if Jiang Zhe had come to some realization, hence her proactive visit?

Jiang Zhe knew he was overthinking and explained, “Here to meet a friend.”

“Oh, oh,” Lin Huaiyuan was a bit disappointed. After their last meeting in Jincheng, he had never given up on trying to get her to join the Pharmaceutical Research Institute.

But since then, whenever he brought up this topic, Jiang Zhe completely ignored it, so he had no choice but to drop it.

However, now that she was here, it was an opportunity.