Obsessive Tycoon and His Swan Girl
Chapter 506 - 464: What Kind of Disparagement is That?

Chapter 506: Chapter 464: What Kind of Disparagement is That?

Fen Ye laughed until his shoulders shook, "Beifeng pales in comparison to my brother Jingchen, what advantage does he have?"

"Though my master might not match Qin Jingchen in looks, seems a tad shorter, and slightly less imposing, he’s not lacking in other aspects at all!" Xiaobao stared at Qin Jingchen for a while before giving an objective assessment.

Qin Jingchen (as Beifeng): "..."

After disguising himself as Beifeng, he had indeed intentionally lessened his imposing aura and even hunched his back slightly to make his height less conspicuous.

Now, he felt a mix of emotions as he was belittled by others.

Fen Ye was laughing so hard he couldn’t hold his chopsticks.

Xiaobao frowned, "What’s so funny?"

"Nothing, nothing, let’s eat, let’s eat!"

Xiaobao saw that Qin Jingchen had been the subject of mockery throughout the meal and remained calm and collected, which made her somewhat uncertain about this man’s thoughts.

She dared not continue speaking.

Jiang Zhe handed her a helping of vegetables, "Is there not enough food? Why all the talking?"

By the end of the meal, Xiaobao and Fatty had watched Qin Jingchen look after Jiang Zhe attentively, and they felt more at ease.

Only Fen Ye kept giving ambiguous smiles.

After the meal, Xiaobao and Fatty prepared to return to school.

The two were still whispering to each other.

Watching them get into the car, Jiang Zhe saw them off.

In the car, Fatty asked Xiaobao, "What do you think of that Qin Jingchen, really?"

"He seems decent, with very high attractiveness and a great figure..."

"Who asked you to look at his appearance!"

Xiaobao said seriously, "No matter how good he is, he can’t compare to our master! But what about on our master’s side? I heard that after they go back, they won’t be able to use mobile phones, and I can’t contact him!"

"Anyway, we have to let master know about this, so he doesn’t keep any illusions about his idol, or it will hurt even more when he finds out in the future, right?"

"But speaking of which, Qin Jingchen’s temperament is actually quite good. He didn’t get angry even when we mocked him today."

Fatty said speechlessly, "What kind of mockery is that? You praised him for being tall and handsome!"

...

Seeing Jiang Zhe and Qin Jingchen holding hands, Fen Ye consciously said, "I’ll go get the car."

Qin Jingchen looked down at Jiang Zhe, "So between Beifeng and me, who do you really choose?"

Jiang Zhe laughed, "How did it become a competition with yourself?"

"Do you like me more, or him?"

"Only kids make choices, adults obviously want both."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhe was pulled into Qin Jingchen’s embrace, his kiss overwhelming her.

The scent of pine on him made Jiang Zhe muddled and intoxicated, reminiscent of those kisses in the secluded forest, with the rustling wind around her ears, not knowing if it was the wind moving, or her heart.

Startled by the sound of a car nearby, Jiang Zhe abruptly woke up.

She glanced over and saw the butler sitting in the car watching her.

She quickly separated from Qin Jingchen.

The female butler seemed to be in her fifties, and probably from spending a long time with Madam Jiang, had a gaze very much like hers.

Jiang Zhe was somewhat uncomfortable with that look.

Qin Jingchen released Jiang Zhe.

The butler also felt she had been somewhat intrusive; she had finished sending Jiang Zhe and had not left the vicinity, instead waiting for Jiang Zhe on Madam Jiang’s orders, fearing she might run into trouble on her first visit to the Beicheng Continent.

She only had the driver approach this way when she saw Jiang Zhe and Qin Jingchen here, not expecting to witness this scene.

She coughed lightly and stepped out of the car, "Miss Xiaozhe, Mr. Qin. My apologies."

"It’s fine," Qin Jingchen said, though he had let go of Jiang Zhe’s waist, he was still holding her fingers.

"I’ve come to take Miss Xiaozhe home."

Jiang Zhe nodded, "Then let’s go."

The butler sighed with relief and politely said, "Then, Master Qin, goodbye."

She turned around.

Jiang Zhe also turned around.

But her fingers were hooked by Qin Jingchen, who, taking advantage of the butler’s turned back, pulled her into his arms and kissed her red lips again.

By the time the butler turned back, puzzled, Qin Jingchen had already let go of Jiang Zhe, who was now following behind the butler.

The butler, noticing nothing unusual, got into the car.

Jiang Zhe stretched her hand to smooth her hair behind her ear, feeling her ears somewhat burning to the touch.

Looking out the window, Qin Jingchen was gazing at her, his eyebrows tender, gradually disappearing from Jiang Zhe’s line of sight.

Fen Ye’s car drove over and he asked, "What, Sister-in-law just got back and there’s a curfew at home already?"

"She’s only eighteen after all," Qin Jingchen said as he got into the car, "Jiang Yaowang doesn’t dare to manage her much, but the Jiang Family’s old lady certainly will."

Fen Ye clicked his tongue, "Then what will you do in the future?"

Qin Jingchen said evenly, "Is it ever about being together every moment of the day?"

Fen Ye laughed heartily.

After several days of meticulous preparation by the Jiang Family, the welcome home ceremony for Jiang Zhe was finally ready.

The Jiang Family set up the banquet at the top hotel in Beicheng Continent, inviting friends from all walks of life.

In the top-floor resting room, the butler was helping Jiang Zhe to select clothes with the designer.

These had been sent over days ago, but Jiang Zhe had been too busy to try them on.

Putting it off until today, the butler urged her that she had to try them on.

Jiang Zhe, looking at so many complicated and extremely heavy dresses, frowned slightly.

"Miss Xiaozhe, take a look if you like any of these, and if any doesn’t fit, we can have it altered right away," said the butler.

The designer stood by.

"What if I say I don’t like any of them?" Jiang Zhe countered.

The butler: "..."

The butler: "Then we will arrange for a new batch to be sent over now."

Jiang Zhe: "..."

The door to the resting room opened, and the old lady of the Jiang Family walked in.

"Old lady," the butler and designer greeted her with a bow.

"If Jiang Zhe doesn’t like them, then forget it," the old lady said, "School uniforms are fine too. She’s a student after all; wearing a uniform isn’t strange."

"But..." the butler started to object.

"Xiaozhe, what do you think?" the old lady asked.

"Thank you, Grandma," Jiang Zhe, who was wearing her school uniform, replied. It was the uniform of Beijing Traditional Chinese Medicine University.

It was comfortable and convenient, and she had always been accustomed to dressing like this.

The old lady of the Jiang Family, understanding Jiang Zhe’s habits and preferences, decided not to force her.

The butler could no longer persuade, and left with the designer.

The old lady smiled at Jiang Zhe: "You’re really just like your mother, never caring about other people’s opinions and just doing what you think is right. Don’t worry, Grandma thinks this is good."

Since the old lady had no objections, Jiang Zhe, dressed as she was, went downstairs.

As soon as she descended the stairs, she saw quite a few people running up to her asking for autographs: "Idol, please give me an autograph!"

"Please sign for me too! I really loved your performance during the military training!"

Jiang Zhe casually signed a couple and squeezed out of the crowd.

Then she heard people discussing, "I wonder who the Jiang Family’s retrieved child really is, she hasn’t appeared yet."

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