Young Master Is Being Jealous Again! -
Chapter 175: The Despised Second Young Master Qin
Chapter 175: Chapter 175: The Despised Second Young Master Qin
Qin Ruan grew up amidst adversity, in the storms and between the grains of sand.
She has seen too much evil and greed, and it would take time for her to change her outlook and perspective forcefully.
Qin Anguo had originally planned to let Qin Ruan adapt to her new life first, before training her in other aspects of life.
Unfortunately, he did not have much time left.
He didn’t know how many more years his old bones could take, so while he still had time and energy, he was determined to convince Qin Ruan.
If his daughter was still young and didn’t understand, he would personally teach her.
An exaggerated sound of a luxurious car revving up could be heard outside the door.
Hearing the sound, Qin Anguo and Qin Jingcen, sitting in the living room, all sat up straight, their gaze directed towards the doorway, their faces filled with anticipation.
Very quickly, a familiar figure approached.
Upon seeing the newcomer, Qin Jingcen ungracefully rolled his eyes.
He leaned back on the couch again, no longer showing his former state of preparing for a crucial negotiation.
The young man entering the hall was tall, clad in casual sportswear.
He shared a similar appearance with Qin Ruan and his deep and handsome face was even more beautiful and stern.
Seeing his big brother rolling his eyes in secret, Qin Mei smirked evilly, his entire body exuded an irreverent audacity.
Qin Anguo was sitting in a subtle position, and his sharp eyes spotted another person behind Qin Mei.
His eyes lit up and his face showed an obvious anticipation.
"Ruanruan, I knew Dad and big brother would be disgusted to see me first,"
As he spoke, Qin Mei slowly moved aside, revealing Qin Ruan, who stood behind him with a warm smile in her eyes.
She stood there, her black eyes gazing at the father and son sitting on the couch, a faint sourness rose in her heart, but her face was beaming with a bright smile.
"Dad, big brother."
The hand Qin Anguo had by his side began to shake with excitement.
After Qin Ruan returned to the Qin Family, she had called him, but it was just an awkward father also the number of times she could count on one hand.
This was the first time she called him Dad.
Hearing his daughter call him ’Dad’, a hint of teardrops welled up in his eyes.
Too embarrassed to show his emotions in front of his children, he lowered his gaze and focused on the gifts he had brought back from abroad for his children.
Qin Jingcen noticed his father’s demeanor immediately and rushed forward to greet Qin Ruan.
"Ruanruan, why did you come back with Qin Mei? Did you meet him on the way?"
"Yes," Qin Ruan replied.
As if he has been affectionately bonding with his sister for many years, Qin Jingcen walked up to Qin Ruan and casually put his arm over her shoulder, leading her towards their father sitting on the couch.
While he thought his behavior was perfect, Qin Ruan, who was being held by him, could easily detect his stiffness and even his walking posture appeared constrained.
Qin Anguo took advantage of this time to compose himself.
Seeing his daughter coming, he picked up the exquisite gift box from the table.
"Ruanruan, this is the custom perfume I bought for you from abroad. I heard that you girls like this brand."
Qin Ruan took the exquisite gift box, looked at the logo on it, and was sure that it was one of the top three luxury perfume brands in the world, and it would cost at least a seven-figure sum to custom order it.
She knew the company was in trouble recently, but she didn’t expect her busy father abroad to be thinking about her.
Qin Ruan looked up and stared at the tall, slightly graying Qin Anguo.
"Thank you, Dad, I really like it."
"I’m glad you like it, I’m glad..."
Qin Anguo grinned from ear to ear, his authoritative demeanor disappeared, and there was a giddy air about him.
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