NOVPUBChapter 98: 98, expressing my gratitude (one more update)_1
Chapter 98: 98, expressing my gratitude (one more update)_1
“Jian Qing, what exactly are you trying to do?” Zhao Xuan pulls An Yu behind her, standing stiffly as she looks at Jian Qing, a faint hint of tension hiding in the depths of her eyes.
Jian Qing crosses her arms, raises an eyebrow, and smirks. “What are you nervous about? Or do you have a guilty conscience because of your misdeeds, hmm?”
Zhao Xuan’s body tenses up, her grip on An Yu unconsciously tightening. An Yu winces in pain.
“Mommy, you’re hurting me.”
Upon hearing her daughter in pain, Zhao Xuan reflexively loosens her grip, trying to hide her inner turmoil. “Jian Qing, enough of your nonsense. This is the An Family mansion, even if the old master spoils you, you cannot act willfully.”
Jian Qing smirks coldly, turning around to sit on the sofa.
As she crosses her legs, her fingers tap lightly on her knees, she says lazily, “It seems that some interesting things have happened while I was away. Someone sent me a gift without telling me in person, which leaves me regretful. So, as I have time today, I must express my gratitude in earnest.”
At her words, everyone in the living room looks at each other in confusion, not understanding her meaning.
In a corner unseen by others, Xiang Cheng feels a wave of unease and nervousness wash over him, his body unconsciously tensing up as he leans against the sofa.
Uncle Qiu takes a step towards Zhao Xuan’s group. “Miss Qing, what is this about?” 𝓷ℴ𝓋𝓅𝓊𝒷.𝒸𝓸𝓶
“Uncle Qiu, you should just stand by and watch for this one.” Jian Qing interrupts him, speaking calmly.
Uncle Qiu hesitates, sighs internally, and steps to the side.
Hopefully, nothing will go wrong!
Jian Qing’s eyebrows rise slightly, her cold voice clear. “Well, aren’t you going to step forward? Or do I need to invite you personally?”
The room falls silent at her words, a terrifying stillness envelops the living room.
“Jian Qing, enough of your vague threats, if you have something to say, just say it.” Yang Xiang can’t stand the oppressive atmosphere and snaps out in anger.
Jian Qing turns her head toward her and asks slowly, “You’ve seen the video of me at the Dihao, haven’t you? Do you want to try it out too?”
“You…” Yang Xiang is taken aback.
Worried that Jian Qing might impulsively harm her sister, Yang Lin hurriedly pulls her behind her.
“Xiangxiang, stay put.”
She is curious to see what kind of play Jian Qing can pull off. They have not provoked her recently, so any hostility from Jian Qing would have nothing to do with them.
Jian Qing turns her gaze, her eyes drifting towards an uneasy Xiang Cheng not far away. A mocking curve tugs at the corner of her mouth.
“Final three seconds, if someone doesn’t volunteer, I will have to order someone to do it. Don’t regret by then.”
Zhao Xuan frowns, her gaze towards Jian Qing is filled with suspicion. She can feel that Jian Qing has come prepared, today’s confrontation seems not to be aimed at her.
“Three!”
“Two!”
The countdown echoes in the silent living room as the words spill from her red lips.
“One!” Jian Qing’s voice is calm, “Time’s up.”
I have been reasonable enough, so no one can blame me for getting rough now.
Jian Qing raises her hand and beckons to the man in black on her left. “You, come here.”
The man in black walks over without hesitation. “Miss Jian, what do you need?”
The fact that they accepted her money makes them obliged to obey her; that’s their principle.
“Bring him to me.” Jian Qing raises a hand, pointing at a particular place. Everyone’s eyes follow her direction and their pupils contract slightly.
Xiang Cheng!
“Yes.” The man in black, a sturdy hammer in his hand, walks steadfastly towards Xiang Cheng.
Xiang Cheng pales as he watches the large, black-clad man approach him. “Jian Qing, what the hell do you think you’re doing? This is the An Family mansion. Are you insane?”
Jian Qing breaks into a derisive smile. “What am I doing? Of course, I’m trying to express my gratitude to you.”
