Chapter 64 Zhuang Bieyan's Seductive Tactics

The three-hour drive was faster than Qu He had imagined; they arrived close to lunchtime.

The Maybach attracted a lot of attention as soon as it drove into Yujia Ferry.

There's a section of road that's not easy to drive on, with a lot of turns. People who come here for the first time often make mistakes because they're not familiar with the road conditions.

Qu He was initially worried, but whether it was Zhuang Bieyan's excellent driving skills or the high performance of the Maybach, he drove smoothly all the way to his doorstep.

After the old house was renovated, it became a three-story self-built house. As soon as the car turned into the intersection, Qu He saw the figure standing at the door from a great distance.

She covered her face, looking like she was ready to risk everything.

Seeing her like this, Zhuang Bieyan chuckled and reached out to cover the back of her hand. "Don't worry, I'm here."

Qu He forced a smile.

The car stopped at the front gate of the yard, and the two people got out carrying their things.

Qu He stepped forward and called out "Dad" to the man standing at the door.

Zhuang Bieyan followed behind, nodded slightly, and calmly called out "Dad" as well.

Qu Jiafeng just turned fifty-one this year, and the dark green polo shirt he's wearing today was bought for him by Qu He last Teacher's Day.

As a music teacher, he exudes an air of elegance. Qu He sometimes wonders how a man like her father could marry a strong woman like Director Lian.

Qu Jiafeng adjusted his glasses, his smile lines crinkling into crescents when he saw his daughter, but the smile froze instantly upon hearing Zhuang Bieyan call him "Dad."

He narrowed his eyes, looked the man, who was half a head taller than him, up and down, and gave a nonchalant "Hmm": "Come in."

Qu He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, silently tugged at Zhuang Bieyan's arm, and gave him a look that said, "That's just how my dad is, don't take it to heart."

After entering the courtyard, she leaned close to Qu Jiafeng and whispered, "Where is Director Lian?"

Qu Jiafeng gestured with his chin toward the kitchen and lowered his voice, "They started simmering soup early this morning."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a person came out from inside.

Ms. Lian Juping, Qu Jiafeng's wife and Qu He's mother, is the current director of teaching at Yujia Ferry Primary School and holds the highest authority in the Qu family.

Even though Ms. Lian Juping was still wearing an apron, her light blue dress made her look less sharp and serious than usual, but her eyes still exuded a strong aura.

The four people stared at each other in the yard.

The air seemed to be frozen.

You can't hit a smiling face, so Qu He quickly ran up to Lian Juping and smiled ingratiatingly, "Mom! We're back!"

Even Ms. Ju Ping didn't lift her eyelids, hummed an "hmm" through her nose, and stared straight at Zhuang Bieyan.

Zhuang Bieyan stepped forward, a perfectly timed smile on his lips, and called out, "Mom."

Qu He quickly handed over the gift in her hand: "Mom, this is the farewell banquet, it's...it's the one I mentioned to you."

Zhuang Bieyan took over the conversation, his voice clear and bright: "The farewell banquet of 'Farewell Song at the Ancestral Banquet, Farewell Banquet at the Long Pavilion'."

Lian Juping subtly raised an eyebrow, did not accept the gift, and gave Qu Jiafeng a wink without making a sound.

Qu Jiafeng immediately cleared his throat. "Xiao Zhuang, what kind of work do you do now?"

Little...Little Zhuang?

Qu He almost bit her tongue.

That's too presumptuous, Dad.

Do you know who you're referring to when you call him "Little Zhuang"? This "Little Zhuang" can influence half of the financial world with just a single decision!

Her heart was pounding. Afraid that Zhuang Bieyan would find it offensive, she was about to smooth things over when Zhuang Bieyan gently pulled her hand.

He looked at Qu Jiafeng, his smile unchanged: "He runs a small company, mainly responsible for decision-making and management."

Qu He rolled her eyes inwardly.

To call the Zhuang Group, with a market value of hundreds of billions, a "small company"?

Only you could describe the position of CEO in such a refreshing and elegant way.

Qu Jiafeng nodded and asked, "Are you usually busy?"

Zhuang Bieyan turned to look at Qu He and smiled gently: "I'm not busy. I can go home every day to cook dinner for Ahe."

Qu Jiafeng's eyes lit up, and he almost slapped his thigh on the spot.

"Alright."

Ms. Lian Juping, who was standing next to her, finally spoke.

She looked at Qu He and said, "We're out of soy sauce at home. Go to the supermarket and buy a bottle."

Qu He was stunned, and pointed to herself: "Huh? Me?"

Mom, that's such a flimsy excuse! Do you think I'm a three-year-old? What era are we living in that we still use such an old-fashioned way to get rid of people?

She glanced at Zhuang Bieyan with some concern and whispered, "Then... how about I go with Zhuang Bieyan? It'll be faster by car."

Even Ms. Lian Juping's aura as the head of the teaching department instantly intensified: "You still need to drive for such a short distance? You're always on your phone, have you forgotten how to walk?"

Qu He was speechless, glancing at Zhuang Bieyan and then at her own mother.

But Zhuang Bieyan winked at her, giving her a "it's okay" look.

Qu He reluctantly agreed.

The small supermarket isn't far away, just a couple of turns away.

Although Zhuang Bieyan had seen a lot and was different from ordinary people, possessing a strong heart, she was still no match for everyone. She worried that Zhuang Bieyan might not be able to withstand Director Lian's authority and would end up running back and forth.

Qu He ran home, panting, carrying a jug of soy sauce under the scorching July sun. But as soon as she entered the courtyard, she realized, upon seeing the scene inside, that she seemed to have... worried unnecessarily.

In the courtyard, Zhuang Bieyan was playing chess with Qu Jiafeng, using the new chess set he had brought.

Even more unexpectedly, the usually serious Director Lian was standing to the side with a smile: "Xiao Yan, don't let him win. He has terrible sportsmanship. He's always been competitive and can't stand losing."

A small... small banquet?

Qu He almost doubted that she had gone to the wrong place, and stood at the door with a soy sauce bottle in her hand.

In just a short while, what exactly happened?

Did Zhuang Bieyan use some kind of "bewitching trick" on them? What kind of seductive methods did he use to bewitch Director Lian?

Qu He was still in a daze even after they sat down to eat.

During the meal, Lian Juping kept putting food on Zhuang Bieyan's plate, saying, "Xiaoyan, eat more. You're so thin."

thin?

Qu He held the bowl, looking at Zhuang Bieyan's tall figure of over 1.8 meters and the overflowing rice bowl in front of him, then at Director Lian's kind smile, and was speechless for a moment.

Mom, I've never seen you smile at me like that before...

After lunch, the elderly couple took their afternoon nap, and Qu He took Zhuang Bieyan back to their room.

As soon as she entered the bedroom, she couldn't help but pull Zhuang Bieyan aside and ask, "What tricks did you use? Why is my mom suddenly being so nice to you?"