Uncle Fu stood gentlemanly at the door, blocking Zuo Jing from stopping Qu Jian'er.
Zuo Jing was furious: "Uncle Fu, don't stop me! How can she be so rude? Who does she think she is? Sister Youyou just wanted her to help out!"
Qu Jian'er turned around, her gaze and tone equally indifferent: "You're Qiu Gao, aren't you? You really know how to make me angry. Just because she wants me to take her, does that mean I have to?"
A vicious and jealous gaze fell on Qu Jian'er's back, making it impossible for Qu Jian'er not to notice.
Qu Jian'er's delicate eyebrows arched upwards at an angle, her smile carrying a hint of curiosity. It was as if she possessed an imposing aura, making one hesitant to cross the line.
Gu Youyou, however, was not afraid at all; she took Qu Jian'er's laughter as a provocation.
Before things get serious.
Gu Youyou pulled Zuo Jing and turned to leave, determined to go back and investigate this person thoroughly.
The two left not long after.
Footsteps came from behind Qu Jian'er.
Zuo Chen's extremely magnetic voice said, "I'm sorry to have made Master Qu laugh at our first meeting."
Qu Jian'er turned around and saw Zuo Chen standing in the artsy corridor.
He walked with steady steps, his voice carrying a magnetic sexiness. Narrow-rimmed glasses obscured part of his eyes, but the faint smile at the corner of his mouth could not hide his indifferent expression.
He wore a black suit with a gray bow tie and silver collar buttons, and the family crest was on his chest. His aura was exceptionally sharp, clearly indicating a ruthless and iron-fisted approach.
Qu Jian'er, who loved money more than women in her life, was also somewhat taken aback when she saw Zuo Chen's appearance.
This was the first time the two had met.
Zuo Chen was serious and unsmiling. His glasses reflected the dim light of the wall lamp, making it even harder to discern the color of his eyes.
He doesn't look sickly at all.
His nose and chin were somewhat pointed, making him seem a little unapproachable.
He exudes male hormones.
At first glance, you can tell he has a strong presence; it's a wildness that comes from his very bones.
Outsiders were spreading rumors that no one should mess with Zuo Chen. This was because his mental state was extremely unstable, he possessed a negative antisocial personality, and he was practically a criminal.
Qu Jian'er's eyes narrowed, and she said quietly, "Knowing my name, it seems Mr. Zuo has already investigated."
Zuo Chen smiled calmly: "I hope you won't take offense, Master."
Although his words were meant to apologize, his tone and demeanor lacked any semblance of remorse.
Qu Jian'er nodded in complete understanding: "Yes, paranoia and suspicion are standard traits of domineering CEOs, and it's also a traditional culture that is abundant in domineering CEO families. I understand, I understand."
Upon hearing this...
Zuo Chen's smile paused for a moment, then grew even brighter; he saw Qu Jian'er's frankness.
Qu Jian'er hit the nail on the head: "I can solve your constitution that attracts vengeful spirits, cleanse you of the yin energy and even your karmic burdens, so that you won't suffer disasters at every turn."
Zuo Chen raised an eyebrow.
He removed the beaded bracelet from his wrist.
Hold it in your hand and slowly rotate it.
The beads clinked together, making a crisp sound that was especially noticeable in the quiet room.
He had imagined that Qu Jian'er would reveal his constitution, but he never expected that she would have a way to solve it.
From this perspective...
Qu Jian'er is not only a master who lives in seclusion in the city, but also a highly accomplished person who keeps his abilities hidden.
Zuo Chen's sharp gaze seemed to peel away the layers of the other person's personality.
He never thought the person in front of him was as useless as the rumors suggested; on the contrary, he knew that Qu Jian'er was extraordinary.
Zuo Chen could tell that Qu Jian'er was no ordinary person.
Qu Jian'er continued, "But I have one condition."
Zuo Chen suggested, "Why don't we have dinner first?"
Qu Jian'er suppressed her amazement at Zuo Chen.
Anyone who has suffered for years would be unable to remain calm upon learning that there is a solution.
But Zuo Chen was able to dismiss it so casually.
His temperament is unfathomable, which is truly astonishing!
A retro-style dining table.
Zuo Chen elegantly wiped his hands: "These are just some simple dishes. I wonder if they suit Master Qu's taste."
Qu Jian'er was easy to talk to: "Don't worry, I'm not picky about food except for nutrient solution."
She is indeed not a picky eater; she can eat a bun that costs 3 yuan and also swallow abalone and sea cucumber.
Moreover, she can be very informal.
Before Uncle Fu poured wine for Qu Jian'er.
Qu Jian'er ladled herself a bowl of seafood porridge, only to find she had no serving dish. She then reached out her wicked hand and filled an empty tall wine glass with rice wine and glutinous rice balls.
Upon seeing this.
Zuo Chen's left hand, which was holding up the glass, froze in mid-air.
Qu Jian'er held the wine glass, not feeling there was anything wrong with using it to serve soup. She assumed that Zuo Chen's slight pause when raising his glass meant he wanted to clink glasses with her.
then.
Qu Jian'er, with her keen sense of propriety, clinked glasses with Zuo Chen and drank it all in one gulp: "I'll drink first as a sign of respect."
A suffocating silence filled the air.
It was as if a siren was loudly praising the outline of the sand sculpture, gradually making the heartbeats of the people present beat, leaving them speechless above the room.
Zuo Chen closed his eyes for a long while, but still couldn't alleviate or eliminate Qu Jian'er's lingering anger.
After taking a few deep breaths.
Zuo Chen adjusted his glasses, pursed his lips, and said, "Remove Master Qu's wine glass and replace it with a new one."
Uncle Fu immediately stepped forward.
He also didn't forget to perform exceptionally well.
He filled a new wine glass with red wine and then ladled a new bowl of rice wine dumplings for the other person.
This not only saved face for the wine glasses, but also prevented Qu Jian'er from pouring them indiscriminately.
Qu Jian'er buried herself in her food.
She didn't seem to care that the brand-new red wine glass had replaced her previous glass of fermented rice balls.
After Zuo Chen finished eating, he noticed that Qu Jian'er was still eating late into the night, as if she were starving.
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