Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 130: Qiao Nanyuan, Master and Apprentice Qiao Jiu, Live in North City

Chapter 130: Chapter 130: Qiao Nanyuan, Master and Apprentice Qiao Jiu, Live in North City

Qingcheng Wei Xishi made these two words cryptic, the sarcasm wasn’t hard to see.

Once Qiao Jiu saw this, she no longer tagged Qin Ruan but started tangling with him, essentially recounting the history of Qin Ruan’s trip to Qi Mountain.

Qin Ruan glanced at Qingcheng Wei Xishi’s avatar - it was a portrait of an incredibly beautiful ancient beauty.

This young woman was pretty straightforward.

She pursed her beautiful red lips and began to type in the input box.

Qin Ruan: [@Jade Star Lu Taoist/ I was busy earlier, but I’m free tonight. I need to understand the details, could we meet somewhere?]

Not long after she sent the message, she received a reply.

Jade Star Lun Taoist: [@Qin Ruan/ I’m at Big Brother Qiao’s place, can you come here if you have time?]

Qin Ruan: [Okay, send me the address.]

The address was quickly sent to her phone, Qin Ruan leaned forward, and gave the phone to Huo Zhi.

She showed Huo Zhi the address she received on her phone and asked, "Do you know this place?"

Huo Zhi nodded: "I do."

"We’re going there."

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The separate mansion where Qiao Nanyuan and his apprentice Qiao Jiu lived was located in the opulent North City.

Although it’s not easy to make a living in the world of Mysterious Studies, as long as you open for business just once it’s more than enough to live a luxury life for a year, over the years, the master and his apprentice have accumulated quite a bit of wealth.

Or otherwise, they wouldn’t have been able to buy an independent mansion in North City.

When they reached the place, Qin Ruan got off the car.

She said to the departing Huo Zhi, "Your name is Huo Zhi, right?"

"Yes, Madam."

"I’m good now, you can go."

"Master commanded me to ensure your safety."

Despite being extremely beautiful, Huo Zhi seems like a wooden doll, with no sense of human touch in her actions and words.

Qin Ruan, growing impatient, clicked her tongue: "I think it’ll be late by the time I get out of here. You should find somewhere to kill time, instead of sitting here."

It’s going to be 8 pm before she could meet the target, and she felt slightly uneasy about leaving someone idle here all this time.

"Yes, Madam."

Huo Zhi responded, her expression never changing.

Good looks went to waste on this woman; Qin Ruan wondered how the Huo Family trained her.

While murmuring complaints to herself, Qin Ruan turned and walked away.

After reaching the front of the mansion, she rang the visual doorbell.

Soon, the screen lit up with the sweet face of Qiao Jiu.

"Sister Ruan, you’re here! I’ll open the door for you!"

With a click, the door in front of her automatically opened.

Qin Ruan opened the door and stepped inside.

Qiao Jiu was standing at the door, her face full of smiles as she welcomed her.

"Did you eat Sister Ruan? I just made some dessert, want to eat together?"

Seeing the enthusiasm of this girl, Qin Ruan couldn’t help but show a light smile.

"It will be my honor to taste your culinary skills."

"Come, come, come!"

No sooner had Qin Ruan changed into house slippers than Qiao Jiu was dragging her to the dining room.

As they passed through the living room, she saw Qiao Nanyuan and Lun Wenbin sitting there.

There were many papers and documents spread out on the table before them, they seemed to be discussing something.

"Friend Qin, you’re here!"

Lun Wenbin saw Qin Ruan and cheerfully greeted her.

Qiao Nanyuan also nodded slightly towards her.

Before Qin Ruan could speak, Qiao Jiu shouted loudly, "Whatever you have to say, say it later. I’m taking Sister Ruan to eat dessert now. You guys don’t know how to enjoy fine food!"

Upon hearing her mention those desserts, the expressions on Qiao Nanyuan and Lun Wenbin’s faces became subtle.

The slight resentment in Qiao Jiu’s tone was quite noticeable.

As Qiao Jiu pulled her along to the dining room, Qin Ruan couldn’t help but feel a little apprehensive.

Could it be that she had overestimated Qiao Jiu’s cooking skills?

Upon reaching the dining room and laying her eyes on those colorful little desserts and homemade milk tea, Qin Ruan looked slightly surprised.

Even though she had eaten lunch, she still found her appetite whet.