"...It's also my sister's fault for not saying anything. Getting married is a big deal. Although you've already registered your marriage, you haven't had the wedding yet. Have you chosen a date?"
At the dining table, Mu Yiran leisurely ate her appetizers. Ever since she and Shi Yan came in, the conversation had revolved entirely around Shi Yan. Mu Yiran was quite content, listening to Shi Yan play games with the Cheng family while simultaneously acting as Mrs. Shi, occasionally serving him food to show their affection.
Su Tian didn't say much throughout the whole thing; her gaze was fixed on the couple in front of her. Seeing Cheng Ran standing calmly next to Shi Yan, she felt even more disgusted.
"Although Cheng Ran and I met by chance and our conditions are well-matched, getting our marriage certificate is a bit rushed. But we have a long future ahead of us and can make plans slowly. The wedding should have been scheduled a long time ago, but because of some recent problems at the company, by the time things are over, there will be more to prepare than before. I don't want to give Cheng Ran a hasty and hasty wedding."
Shi Yan replied to Cheng Yuan calmly and unhurriedly.
Hearing Shi Yan's unwavering composure and his ability to paint a rosy picture for the Cheng family, Mu Yiran couldn't help but admire him immensely.
Six! That's what you call an Oscar-worthy performance.
He looks so respectable; you'd never guess he's a mentally unstable man who imprisons his wife and mentally manipulates his son.
Cheng Yuan was clearly satisfied with what he said, and then he brought up the matter of cooperation between the group and Shi Yan.
Cheng Li's expression was indifferent, as if he had just come to have a meal. Li Ziqi sat to the side, watching the occasional interaction between Cheng Ran and Shi Yan with a strange envy in her eyes.
Shi Yan is close to Cheng Li in age, but he is more handsome and richer. Before, Li Ziqi didn't care whether Cheng Ran and Shi Yan were really married, but now she feels very uncomfortable.
If this marriage is real, Cheng Ran will not only inherit 35% of the shares in the will, but will also have a husband that everyone envies.
Jealousy and resentment grew in her heart. Li Ziqi opened her mouth to say something, but the words were cut off by Su Tian's piercing gaze.
That's true.
What's there to say? After tonight, everything Cheng Ran owns will probably be gone.
The serving bell on the table vibrated a few times. Mu Yiran pressed it gently, and then a waiter brought in the main course. An older waiter carried the dishes from the tray to the table one by one. Only at the very end did Mu Yiran see that the person carrying the dishes was a young boy.
The boy was thin and short. The six golden stew pots he was carrying were one of the signature dishes of Qinheyu Restaurant: Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.
Perhaps because he had been holding it for too long, his hands had begun to tremble. A single serving of the Qinheyu Buddha Jumps Over the Wall costs 4888. Putting aside the ingredients, the stewing pot used is a special porcelain jar.
Mu Yiran knew how heavy a full bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall was. Don't ask, the answer is that she was too naughty when she was a child and bumped her knee while carrying this broken pot.
The swelling was as thick as if it were a built-in knee brace.
So when the boy was finally about to give up, Mu Yiran casually took the bowl that was lying next to him and slammed it down in front of Shi Yan.
"Isn't this your favorite dish? It's Qinheyu's signature dish, I ordered it especially for you, try it!"
Shi Yan: "..."
How could he not know that he likes to eat this thick, mushy stuff?
The boy's left hand was burned red. He looked up to see the woman, but the old waiter had already led him out.
Mu Yiran watched as Shi Yan pretended to take a bite, and inexplicably thought of Shi Youxi. The little beauty was not picky about food; whatever Mu Yiran gave her, Shi Youxi would finish it.
The boy she just saw was as thin as Shi Youxi when she first met him...
Mu Yiran could feel the frequent gazes from Su Tian and Li Ziqi across from her, but she didn't want to respond. She knew that if she made eye contact with them, they would definitely cause trouble. She buried her head in her food and ate like crazy. Just then, she heard a faint noise coming from outside the screen.
Mu Yiran heard the tattooed man's voice. Sure enough, the tattooed man frowned as he spoke into the earpiece. He then walked around behind Shi Yan and said, "Sir..."
Shi Yan's expression was stern. He stood up, gestured to Cheng Yuan and Su Tian, and then walked out.
Seeing that he and the man with the tattooed arm seemed to be talking about something important, Mu Yiran picked up her bag and followed, saying, "I'll go see him off."
Cheng Li stopped her, "Don't..."
"?"
“Go ahead, what happened at the company? Little sister, go and take a look first,” Cheng Yuan waved to her, with an “incompetent” expression on her face.
Mu Yiran chased after him, but to her surprise, Li Buhuo wasn't in the corridor. She followed him into the elevator, where Huabi and Shiyan were frantically making phone calls.
"Sir, the people over there personally escorted Madam into the physiotherapy room, but she has disappeared, and there is nowhere to hide in the physiotherapy room."
Shi Yan's face was gloomy. "Go find them. It shouldn't be far. Ask everyone at the sanatorium one by one!"
Sure enough, something happened to Bai Shengsheng.
Mu Yiran couldn't get a word in edgewise or help; she only came out to take the opportunity to slip away.
Watching Huabi and Shiyan get into the car, Mu Yiran stood outside and said to Huabi, "Call if you need anything."
It was only after getting a full-sleeve tattoo that I remembered this guy. He wasn't exactly a troublemaker either; it was good enough if he didn't cause any trouble.
He opened his mouth to ask Mu Yiran to wait there for someone from the Shimen to pick her up, but Shi Yan's emotions had reached their limit. Without thinking, he stepped on the gas with his tattooed arm, and the car shot off instantly.
Mu Yiran planned to check the hotel mailbox before slipping away. She asked the waiter to bring out the car, but she couldn't find Li Buhuo.
She was about to make a call, but after rummaging through her bag for a long time, she couldn't find her phone. Oh no, she had left in such a hurry, only caring about her bag, that she had left her phone on the dining table.
My phone is very important; it would be terrible if someone with malicious intent took it.
Mu Yiran turned back towards the elevator, "That—"
There was a hoarse voice behind her. Mu Yiran turned around and saw the young man who had just served the dishes.
"What's up?" Mu Yiran raised an eyebrow at him.
The other person was wearing a top hat, with bangs covering his eyebrows, and his face was thin but his features were regular.
Chen Yili glanced at the woman with a gentle smile; she was so beautiful…
He lowered his head, his hands clenched tightly, the red marks on his palms still burning. "I want to thank you, ma'am, you helped me just now."
"It's nothing, how old are you?"
Chen Yili gestured, "15"
He is the same age as Shi Youxi.
The Imperial Household Agency does not accept child laborers, but there is a rule that if someone is really poor and has nowhere else to go, they can come to the Imperial Household Agency to work as a waiter. The Imperial Household Agency provides three meals a day and a dormitory, but there is no salary. Only after passing the assessment can one become a formal employee.
The boy is here probably because he has nowhere else to go due to temporary difficulties.
Mu Yiran went to the service desk and got a burn ointment, handing it to Chen Yili. "You just arrived and didn't know? You can get medicine from them if you have an injury."
Chen Yili was unaware that he had only been in Qinheyu for a week. The capital was vast, but this place was large enough to accommodate him.
He glanced at the service counter and noticed that the waiter there was also looking at him with displeasure in his eyes.
Chen Yili realized that he had to pay for the medicine.
For regular employees, there are subsidies that can be deducted, but he's just freeloading and doesn't get any money, so he can't get medicine for free at all.
Mu Yiran handed him the medicine and was about to leave, but was stopped. "Madam, I don't have a salary yet. I will pay you back after I become a full-time employee. I want to thank you."
Mu Yiran teased, "If you want to thank me, then keep working at Qinheyu."
Chen Yili: "?"
Why? Is it so that I can ask him for money?
Mu Yiran didn't say anything more. The elevator came down just then, and there were people inside. Mu Yiran went in.
This is the elevator that goes directly to the third floor. Mu Yiran glanced at the man next to her, dressed in a waiter's uniform and with his head bowed...
It looks familiar...
Although she didn't oversee the Imperial Harmony Bureau, Mu Yiran often went there with Ms. Wen when she was young. This servant looked very much like one of the servants she had seen in her childhood.
She looked at the waiter, feeling a strange unease.
As if possessed, she suddenly remembered the Bluetooth earphones Li Bu Huo had given her. Mu Yi Ran reached into her bag, took out the cool earphones, and put them on.
Mu Yiran pressed and held the earphone button, and heard a buzzing signal sound from the earphone. She coughed a few times.
Just then, they arrived at the third floor. The elevator doors opened, and the elevator wall, reflecting the figures of people, suddenly lit up. Mu Yiran saw the man half a step behind her take out a sharp fruit knife from the lining of his uniform.
Mu Yiran felt a chill run down her spine! She rushed out.
At the same time, Li Buhuo's urgent shout came through the earphone.
"Mr. Cheng, don't go back to the private room!"
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