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Chapter 30 Father and Son Meet Again!

Jiang Li casually draped his arm over Song Qing's shoulder, put his arm around her as they entered the elevator, and tilted his head slightly to whisper in her ear, "I have a dress."

Song Qing was taken aback: "Where did you get this dress? Did you buy it?"

Jiang Li opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, she was interrupted.

“No,” Song Qing muttered softly to herself, “You don’t have money to buy a dress.”

Jiang Li narrowed her eyes: "..."

Song Qing thought Jiang Li didn't want to trouble her, so she pursed her lips, looked at Jiang Li, and insisted, "It's settled then, I'll borrow the dress for you, it's no trouble for me."

Jiang Li glanced at Song Qing and raised an eyebrow: "Fine, you can borrow it. I won't wear it if it's not borrowed from you."

Song Qing then smiled, pursing her lips.

Jiang Li herself doesn't care what she wears, but she won't let others laugh at her.

After all, if she doesn't perform well on stage, the six girls who fight for her every day will also be ridiculed.

She does have a dress.

It was lunchtime, so the three of them went to eat near the hospital.

Xu Chuang asked the waiter for a private room, as Jiang Li couldn't stay outside and didn't like crowds.

The waiter apologized, "I'm sorry, sir, all the private rooms are booked. There are a few tables available outside. Is that alright with you?"

Xu Chuang frowned, turned to Jiang Li, and looked at her questioningly.

Just then, the doorbell rang behind me.

Upon seeing the newcomer, the lobby manager's face instantly lit up with a smile. He quickly stepped forward and called out, "Fourth Young Master Shen."

Xu Chuang glanced towards the doorway subconsciously and saw Qin Yexiao and Shen Yu.

"What a coincidence, Captain Xu." Shen Yu greeted Xu Chuang with one hand in his pocket.

Then he glanced to the side, nodded slightly, and spoke again, his tone more respectful: "Miss Jiang."

Jiang Li nodded politely and said to Xu Chuang, "Let's go to another one."

Xu Chuang readily agreed to her request: "Okay."

The three of them turned to leave.

Shen Yu asked with a smile, "Miss Jiang, are you going to change hotels now that we're here?"

He glanced at Qin Yexiao as he spoke.

From the moment he entered, the man's dark, deep gaze never left Jiang Li.

Xu Chuang, who was always serious and aloof in public, said indifferently, "Young Master Shen is joking. There are no private rooms available here."

Qin Yexiao spoke up at this moment, his voice deep and clear: "Give them the private room, we'll sit outside."

"Yes... oh?" The lobby manager responded habitually, then realized what was happening and stared at Qin Yexiao in disbelief.

Shen Yu watched as this man became increasingly unscrupulous and remained silent for a second.

He smiled politely and instructed the manager, "Go arrange it."

Song Qing glanced at Qin Yexiao, then at Jiang Li, and asked softly, "Do you know him?"

Jiang Li's expression was indifferent, and he uttered three words in a flat tone: "Don't know me."

The words fell to the ground.

Shen Yu immediately felt that the surrounding air seemed to have dropped several degrees.

He touched his nose and said with a smile, "Ms. Jiang, don't worry, Ms. Yu has already taken care of it. Captain Xu was also there and can testify, so you don't need to pay for the medical expenses."

Jiang Li: "..."

She simply didn't want to be in the same restaurant as Qin Yexiao.

Upon hearing this, Xu Chuang's eyes widened slightly, recalling the scene of Madam Yu being injured at the elevator entrance: "Was that person injured by Master Li?"

"No, it was Xiao Ye who did it." Shen Yu briefly explained the situation to Xu Chuang.

When Xu Chuang heard that Madam Yu wanted to take action against Jiang Li, his face suddenly darkened.

Song Qing's expression was also not very good. She looked around the hotel lobby and said softly, "Let's go to a private room to talk."

Qin Yexiao remained silent, looking at Jiang Li as if waiting for her decision.

She told him to go into the private room, so he went in.

She wouldn't let him in, so he sat outside.

Shen Yu felt conflicted. If he remembered correctly, they were the ones who had booked this private room…

Why does it look like Jiang Liding now?
A long silence of two or three seconds.

No one spoke.

The atmosphere gradually became somewhat awkward.

Song Qing quietly tugged at Jiang Li's sleeve and whispered, "Li Li."

Upon hearing Song Qing's voice, Jiang Li impatiently hummed in response, her eyelids lowering slightly.

A group of people walked towards the elevator.

Qin Yexiao walked behind, his gaze falling on her black short skirt, and below that, her striking long legs, slender and straight.

The skirt is quite short.

……

In the box.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet.

Everyone just ate and didn't talk.

Jiang Li's phone suddenly received a new message.

Qin Yexiao: [The skirt is too short; it's not safe.]

"..."

The chopsticks, with meat sandwiched between ginger, were used in one go.

They manage a lot.

She put the meat in her mouth, glanced at the man across from her who had just turned off his phone, and slowly typed a reply.

The table vibrated with a buzzing sound.

Qin Yexiao was slightly taken aback. He glanced at Jiang Li, seemingly unable to believe her reply.

Jiang Li: [Are the harem trying to interfere in politics again?]

Qin Yexiao: "..."

Jiang Li ate slowly and deliberately, her hands never stopping, showing none of the self-awareness a female celebrity should have when it comes to controlling her diet.

Shen Yu stared at the pile of pork ribs, fish skin, and shrimp shells on the plate of leftover food beside her...

He carefully chose his words when asking, "Ms. Jiang, won't your agent say anything if you eat like this?"

Jiang Li's slightly drooping eyelids suddenly lifted, meeting Shen Yu's eyes directly.

The woman had a pair of fox-like eyes, alluring and captivating, yet unintentionally tinged with mockery and indifference.

Cold and sharp.

Shen Yu suddenly understood what Qin Yichen meant when he said that this big shot had an intimidating aura.

Jiang Li curled her lips, her tone languid and weary: "Exceptionally gifted."

"What?" Shen Yu didn't understand.

“Lili doesn’t gain weight no matter how much she eats,” Song Qing explained softly. “Sister Sijun doesn’t restrict her eating.”

Jiang Li really likes to eat sweets, drink cola, and eat snacks.

These are basically taboos for celebrities, but they had no effect on Jiang Li.

How to eat without gaining weight?
Qin Yexiao frowned almost imperceptibly, looking at Jiang Li: "Are you busy this afternoon?" Jiang Li lazily propped her chin up with one hand, her expression blank: "What's wrong, Master Xiao? What do you want now?"

"Go to the gastroenterology department to have your stomach checked," Qin Yexiao said in a deep voice.

Shen Yu nodded, his wrist holding the chopsticks hanging naturally: "Generally, people who can't gain weight usually have stomach problems."

Xu Chuang looked at Jiang Li nervously: "Should we get it checked out? Stomach problems shouldn't be taken lightly."

Shen Yu was more used to the iron-blooded and cold-blooded anti-drug captain Xu Chuang in his memory than the Xu Chuang in front of him who was a bit like an old woman.

Jiang picked up a piece of stir-fried meat and said in a casual tone, "Thank you, I'm fine."

If she has any health problems, Qi Zhixia shouldn't be working in the medical field.

Qin Yexiao stared straight at her face, his voice low and magnetic: "I'll send you a nutritional meal plan this afternoon."

Jiang Li said succinctly, "No need."

"It's okay if you don't have time to cook. I'll deliver your meals to you during your next three meals."

Shen Yu turned his head, looking at the man next to him with a complicated expression: "..."

Jiang Li simply replied with two words: "No need."

"Are you sure?" Qin Yexiao's gaze deepened, his jawline sharp and clean, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly. "It's free."

Jiang Li remained silent for a full five seconds before speaking, saying, "No need."

She was poor.

But no matter how poor she was, she didn't want to get involved with this big trouble from the other side.

……

We left the restaurant.

Qin Yexiao and Shen Yu returned to the hospital; they had two more surgeries scheduled for the afternoon.

Jiang Li went in a different direction from Song Qing and Xu Chuang, and took the subway home by herself.

She turned around, waved lazily with her back to the two of them, then put on her earphones and walked forward at a leisurely pace.

My phone suddenly vibrated in my pocket; it was an encrypted number.

Jiang Li pressed the earpiece, and after hearing what was said on the other end, she said in a flat voice, "I've erased that place from the map; it's gone. Even spy satellites would be blinded if they passed by."

There was a second of silence on the other end: "What if someone finds out?"

"Impossible." Jiang Li walked forward with her hands in her pockets, showing no emotion.

With a nonchalant disdain for everything.

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end before the voice spoke again, sounding heavier: "How long do you plan to keep that intelligence sealed?"

"Unlimited premium sealing".

Seven words, devoid of any inflection, yet carrying a chilling aura of death.

……

Beicheng Experimental Primary School.

Jiang Zaiye first took a written test, then an interview.

The morning has passed.

I finally passed the test for the experimental primary school.

I had lunch at school and went straight to class in the afternoon.

He sent the good news to his mother on his phone, but his beloved mother completely ignored him.

Jiang Zaiye sat in the last row, leaning on the table, thinking a little about his beloved Xi Shi and Diao Chan.

I wonder what became of Yang Guifei and Zhaojun in Zhongzhou.

The four beauties in his family were forced to separate.

Going to school is so boring.

A little girl in front of him turned around, her hair in pigtails, her hands clasped together, her chin resting on the back of her hands, tilting her head to look at Jiang Zaiye.

With big, round eyes and a childish, innocent voice, she asked, "Jiang Zaiye, can you recite the multiplication table?"

Jiang Zaiye's lips twitched slightly, and he uttered two words: "No."

The little girl pouted and said, "I only know a little bit, but Yang Jiabo can recite the whole thing. He's so amazing."

Jiang Zaiye struck up a conversation with her listlessly: "Aren't multiplication tables taught in second grade? We're only in first grade."

The little girl said, "Everyone is learning ahead of time. Some of them are already in math olympiad classes."

Jiang Zaiye: "..."

Are first graders already this picky?
The little girl patted Jiang Zaiye on the shoulder: "You're more handsome than Yang Jiabo! So you have to memorize it quickly! You can't lose to him!"

Jiang Zaiye: "..."

What a terrible mess!

I thought first graders would be more mature!

"One times one equals one, two times one equals two, two times two equals... how many do we get..." The little girl began to recite, shaking her head.

Jiang Zaiye finally made it to the end of school.

The second the bell rang.

He immediately grabbed the plastic bag containing the books and ran out of the classroom as if his life depended on it.

Teachers from other classes nudged Jiang Zaiye's homeroom teacher and said, "I heard that Jiang Zaiye, the new student in your class, has signed an agreement with the school that he will not be picked up by his parents and will be responsible for all safety issues himself."

The homeroom teacher nodded, looking distressed: "His father passed away early, and his mother works to support him. She doesn't have time to pick him up, so his family is very poor. He doesn't even have a schoolbag and uses a supermarket plastic bag. It's so pitiful."

"Oh?" Another teacher frowned with concern.

The homeroom teacher sighed: "I'll go to the supermarket after get off work and buy him a backpack. Boys like Ultraman, right?"

Another teacher said, "Count me in, help me buy him a set of stationery."

"it is good."

Jiang Zaiye had no idea how pitiful he was in other people's eyes.

He ran out of the school and sat at the bus stop waiting for the bus.

While thinking about what was missing from the refrigerator at home, I went to the supermarket to buy it a little while later.

His mom's favorite cola, potato chips, and candy were all gone.

I'll buy some more crayfish to make spicy ones.

Let's buy some more vegetables.

With the list prepared in the memo, Jiang Zaiye got ready to play some games.

He glanced around casually from the corner of his eye.

Suddenly, he saw a very familiar license plate number in the distance, which quickly magnified in his eyes.

Jiang Zaiye yelled "Damn it!" and quickly pulled up the black children's mask that was covering his chin, pinching it hard on the bridge of his nose.

In the blink of an eye, the familiar Brabus screeched to a halt in front of him.

Jiang Zaiye looked up and met Qin Yexiao's deep, dark eyes in the back seat.

"..."

Jiang Zaiye's heart pounded; it was the first time he had ever been so nervous.

He put on his mask quite quickly.

His dad probably...didn't see his face...

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See you tomorrow night, mwah!