Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack
Chapter 554 - 534: Intricate and Complicated (16)

Chapter 554: Chapter 534: Intricate and Complicated (16)

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However, Qin Wen had not even used ten minutes, let alone five minutes, when Qiu Yu’s phone began to ring.

"Hehehe..." Seeing the helpless look in Qin Nuan’s eyes, Luo Qianqian could only respond with a goofy laugh, helping the much-recovered old man to his feet: "It’s better to stand, Grandpa. The ground is quite dirty." Then she timidly hid behind the old man, pretending to dust off his clothes.

Next, a voice resounded: "Qin Xiaonuan! Luo Qianqian!" It came as a suppressed, deep tone.

Qin Nuan shivered, and Luo Qianqian immediately hid behind the old man pretending she didn’t exist, with an expression on her face that was somewhat fearful, somewhat like being caught in the act of doing something wrong.

Who would have known that Qin Wen’s first words upon entering the crowd would be: "Did you run off without even eating?"

Qin Nuan had a look of astonishment, while Luo Qianqian peeked out from behind the elder, staring at Qin Wen in panic and confusion.

Qin Wen helplessly tugged at the corner of his mouth: "In such situations, it’s right to contact him first, but remember to contact your family members afterward. You are still just kids."

The next second, Qin Nuan glared, wanting to speak up, but was silenced by a stern glare from Qin Wen: "Does becoming an adult mean having a mature mindset?"

Qin Nuan had no words to respond. Qin Wen had perfectly guessed what she wanted to say. What more could she say?

"Cough, cough." The old man coughed lightly twice, and Luo Qianqian quickly picked up the cloth bag, packed up the medicine, and stuffed it into the bag before handing it to the old man.

"Grandpa, is everything all right now?" Qin Nuan quickly diverted her own attention, fearing that by executing herself with the death glare from Qin Wen, she might end up "Entering Demonhood."

The old man shook his head and then coughed lightly again: "There’s no need to go to the police station specifically."

The man thought the old master wanted to flee and immediately held on to Qiu Yu: "Catch him; he is trying to run!"

The old man just gave him a cold look: "I forgot to mention, surveillance cameras were installed everywhere here three days ago. If you want an appraisal, and don’t trust my words, an appraiser from Han Moxuan is available at any time!"

"Surveillance?" The man wore a look of confusion. How was he not aware of this? And... "Han Moxuan???"

"I forgot to introduce myself; old man, I am Ji Mo." The old man’s serious face exuded an aura of chilling cold: "I had not expected such a grand welcome on my first day back, it is an honor that astonishes me greatly!"

"Lonely? Why would someone give a child such a name..." Luo Qianqian could not help but mutter to Qin Nuan in a whisper.

Qin Nuan was taken aback: "Shouldn’t it be Ji Mo?"

The man’s face turned ashen: "How could it be..."

"Even if he was just a common old man, you can’t just accuse him recklessly." It seemed Luo Qianqian sensed that there were no issues now. She angrily let go of her tightly held backpack, pulled out her phone, and brandished it at the people around: "I got it all on camera. Even if the old man doesn’t sue you, I will. For false accusation, fraud, defamation! This is called ’peng ci’ (scamming)!" Then she glared at the one who was just confirmed as an accomplice: "And you, don’t think you can escape!"

Qin Nuan speechlessly put a hand to her forehead: "Just stay put, otherwise my second brother is going to lecture you again."

Luo Qianqian shuddered and looked towards Qin Wen, indeed seeing the amused yet not amused expression on his face, knowing that whenever this expression appeared, someone was about to have bad luck.

Had she been too smug? So now was Qin Wen going to ’pluck’ her?

Luo Qianqian smiled ingratiatingly, only for Qin Wen to take the phone from her hand, examine it, and then hand it to Qiu Yu: "Evidence."

Qiu Yu took the phone, scrutinizing it closely. Although the resolution was not great, and it was a bit small, and despite various people blocking the view, it had fortunately captured the man deliberately bumping into them.

Qiu Yu didn’t know whether to laugh or to get angry. Laughing because there was evidence, so why the need for physical confrontation? Why not just call the police? Angry because, it was on silent mode, which explained why he couldn’t find them.

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But she quickly understood. When Luo Qianqian first arrived, she was clutching the bag hanging in front of her chest tightly, probably out of fear that there would be an issue with the evidence, right?

Then she watched as the old man took out a phone from his pocket, casually pressed a few buttons, and spoke into the microphone after lifting it to his mouth, "I’m on the street. Send someone over."

Then he hung up the phone.

Luo Qianqian walked over to Luo Qianqian and Cong Rong, tugging at the sleeves of the two, "Did I maybe stick my nose where it doesn’t belong?"

Upon hearing what Luo Qianqian said, the old man chuckled, "You just happened to help me, that’s all. If it were someone else, wouldn’t you have been a great help?"

Luo Qianqian stuck out her tongue and became obedient, not daring to say anything more.

Cong Rong passed her phone to Luo Qianqian, who took it with a puzzled look, and then her mouth fell open as she looked at what was on the screen.

She wasn’t just being nosy, she had really taken it to the extreme.

Han Moxuan, the only official site for Mo Studio.

Mo Studio, one of the largest antique appraisal associations, primarily authenticating calligraphy, paintings, ink, and jade.

And the surname of Mo Studio was indeed Mo.

"How about we sneak away? I feel like I’ve been too meddlesome..." Luo Qianqian pinched Qin Nuan’s hand.

Qin Nuan gave an eye roll, "You didn’t do anything wrong, so why run? Plus, Qiu Yu is already here, and so is your second brother. Running away won’t save us from being lectured when we get back."

Cong Rong also nodded, taking back her phone, "I showed you this to tell you that Mo is not a loner."

"I got it..." Luo Qianqian pursed her lips, clearly unhappy with herself. Why was she so impulsive? Maybe if she had waited a little longer, she might have noticed something different.

"Young Master Kong." A firm voice called out, and Luo Qianqian turned her head to see a line of men in black saluting the old man, which startled her into jumping.

"What the heck, the mafia or something?" She clung tightly to Qin Nuan.

Qin Nuan cocked her head to look at Qin Wen, really not wanting to talk, especially not to Luo Qianqian.

At that moment, what Luo Qianqian was silently ridiculing in her mind was the ’Young Master Kong’ nickname. Was there an air hostess too? What about Young Master Kong...

His hair was indeed sparse; should he be called ’Sparse Hair’ instead?

It wasn’t until then that she truly took the time to carefully observe the old man. No matter how she looked at him, he didn’t resemble the owner of ’Mo Studio’ at all. He wore coarse white pants, plain black cloth shoes, and even an old man’s shirt, merely covered with a long-sleeved cotton Tang suit jacket, devoid of any adornments. How could that man see that he was wealthy? Holding a walking stick, it just looked like it was randomly picked up from the road and roughly polished. His hair, too, was thinning, grizzled, with a severely receding hairline.

If she actually said this aloud, Qin Nuan would explode.

What kind of aesthetics was that? Picked up from the roadside?

Would you find gloomy wood just lying around your neighborhood? If so, tell her – she’d go scavenge for wood by the roadside every day.

She hadn’t noticed at first and only paid attention after the old man’s identity was revealed. Upon closer observation, she realized that the walking stick was no ordinary item.