Chapter 65: One After Another, You All Bully Me!
Inside the tea room, two noble and handsome men sat across from each other.
Gu Xinglan poured a cup of tea for Gu Xingcheng, who was sitting opposite him.
“Xinglan, I didn’t expect so many things to have happened at home during my time away,” Gu Xingcheng said, adjusting his gold-rimmed glasses.
Gu Xinglan nodded. “Mhm. Sometimes I really envy you, being able to leave whenever you want to study the things you like abroad.”
“Heh, what is there to envy about me. I don’t have great ambitions or strategies, and I’m not suited for heavy responsibilities. I can only be an ‘idle cloud and wild crane.'”
Gu Xingcheng was the son of Gu Xinglan’s third uncle, Gu Sheng.
The third uncle’s family had a very good relationship with him, and he had grown up playing with this Fifth Cousin since they were children.
Gu Xingcheng was three years older than Gu Xinglan, possessing a steady personality and a gentle temperament.
The two were brothers and, more importantly, friends.
Gu Xingcheng had absolutely no interest in the family business.
He had gone abroad a year ago to further his studies in law.
“I heard that Grandfather passed away after being knocked down by a small waiter. That waiter was even taken home by you?”
Gu Xingcheng asked with some confusion.
Hearing this question, a smile unconsciously curled the corners of Gu Xinglan’s lips.
“Mhm. He was knocked down, but Grandfather also brought it upon himself.”
“The perpetrator belongs to me now.”
Gu Xingcheng became even more bewildered. “What do you mean, ‘belongs to you’?”
“Fifth Brother, his name is Qin Wan. He is very beautiful, very cute, and I like him very much.”
When these words were spoken, the gentle, star-like eyes behind Gu Xingcheng’s lenses widened slightly.
Very beautiful, very cute, like him very much…
Each word made sense individually, but coming out of Gu Xinglan’s mouth, he couldn’t quite understand it.
“Xinglan, I’ve never heard you use such words before!”
He stared at Gu Xinglan’s smiling face. “Are you… moved?”
Gu Xinglan didn’t speak, his eyes crinkling.
His slender index finger traced the rim of the teacup, gently caressing it.
Gu Xingcheng laughed. “My heavens, what kind of person could melt a ten-thousand-year iceberg like you? They must be a little sun!”
Gu Xinglan pursed his lips. “Mhm, his personality is quite sunny; he loves to talk and laugh.”
As he spoke, Qin Wan’s smile with that small dimple surfaced before his eyes again.
“Someone who can move your heart—I must meet them when I have time. That said, Xinglan, since your heart is moved, then get along with them properly.”
“A person’s heart is actually the most fragile thing. A relationship that appears unbreakable can also collapse in an instant. So, if you are serious, you must treat him well.”
As Gu Xingcheng spoke, his gaze dimmed slightly.
Gu Xinglan nodded. “I know.”
“Fifth Brother, have you met with Yunting since you returned?”
Gu Xingcheng shook his head. “No. I don’t want to see him.”
Gu Xinglan picked up his cup and took a sip of tea. “During this year you were away, he hasn’t had it easy either.”
“I sent people to follow him. He often went to nightclubs to drink his sorrows away, but he never crossed the line.”
These words were spoken very vaguely, but Gu Xingcheng understood what he meant by “crossing the line.”
He nodded. “Mhm. However, we are a thing of the past. Whatever he does has nothing to do with me.”
Gu Xinglan stared at his face for a moment and gave a light chuckle.
“Fifth Brother, you have never been someone who can hide your emotions. For example, right now.”
Gu Xingcheng picked up his cup, lowered his gaze, and gently blew on the tea leaves floating on the surface.
He used this to conceal the expression in his eyes.
“I told him the news of your return. He might look for you these few days,” Gu Xinglan added.
“Mhm.” Gu Xingcheng nodded again. “I will be very busy lately. The law firm needs to be set up, and there is still a lot of preparatory work to be done. I don’t have time to see him.”
As they were chatting, a WeChat notification sounded from Gu Xingcheng’s phone.
He pulled out his phone and glanced at the screen, his expression instantly changing.
Without a word, he put the phone away again.
Qin Wan was busy in the restaurant’s back kitchen.
The floor manager called Chef Number Fifteen through the headset to go to the “Dielianhua” private room, saying a guest wanted to give him a tip.
Qin Wan happily wiped his hands clean and followed the floor manager’s instructions, jogging all the way to the private room.
He knocked and entered with a beaming smile.
When he saw the diner sitting in the room.
Qin Wan stopped smiling in a second.
The guest sitting in the “Dielianhua” room was actually that “flashy bitch,” Fu Yunting.
The room was filled with the mellow aroma of alcohol; it looked like he had drunk quite a bit.
Seeing Qin Wan, Fu Yunting’s expression also stiffened.
His body instinctively shrank back, and his hand subconsciously covered his neck.
“Why is it you?” the two said in unison.
The corners of Qin Wan’s mouth twitched, and he turned to leave.
Then he stopped.
Didn’t they say the guest wanted to give a tip? He couldn’t have made the trip for nothing.
He looked at Fu Yunting and stretched out a small hand. “No need for pleasantries; just give me the tip.”
Fu Yunting was so startled by his sudden gesture that he almost cried out.
“You, you, you—what are you trying to do now?”
After saying that, he realized he had lost his composure.
Qin Wan gave a snort. “Young Master Fu, what are you blustering for?”
“You called me over—didn’t you say you wanted to give a tip? Then hurry up.”
Fu Yunting sat up a bit straighter, adjusted his collar, and gave a cold snort. “What if I, this young master, don’t want to give a tip anymore?”
Qin Wan’s brows knitted together. “Why? Just because of what happened before?”
“Seeking private revenge through public means—how dishonorable. Teasing a chef—how low-class.”
“I’ll tell our Manager Li later and have him put you on the blacklist!”
Qin Wan added with a pout, “I’ll also tell President Gu and let him know that you’re really not that great of a person!”
Fu Yunting was so angry his face flushed red. “Qin Wan! You… not only are you a little thug, but you’re also a gossiping busybody!”
Qin Wan’s fox eyes glared. “Try saying that one more time!”
The corners of Fu Yunting’s mouth twitched twice in anger, and immediately following that, his eyes actually turned red.
The corners of his beautiful peach-blossom eyes also flushed red. “One after another, you all bully me! You bastards… how can you all be like this!”
As he spoke, he reached out and wiped his eyes.
Qin Wan was somewhat surprised and tilted his head slightly.
He had only said a few things to him, and he was already… crying?
It was only then that he realized Young Master Fu’s tantrum wasn’t purely because of him.
This guy seemed to have been in a bad mood to begin with; he might have something on his mind.
Moreover, he had been drinking and was somewhat intoxicated.
Indeed, Fu Yunting’s mood over the past half hour had been like a roller coaster.
He had been feeling depressed today and thought about coming to Li Ye’s place to eat and chat.
However, Li Ye had something to attend to this morning and wasn’t at the restaurant.
He called Gu Xinglan, but he was also busy and couldn’t come.
Fu Yunting could only eat by himself.
Half an hour ago, he used the alcohol to bolster his courage and sent a message to Gu Xingcheng.
He wanted to ask him to come out for a chat when he had time.
But there was no reply for a long time.
He felt very dejected.
But after ten minutes or so, a notification sounded, and he was surprised to see a reply from Gu Xingcheng.
The message said to find a time to meet tomorrow morning.
Fu Yunting’s mood instantly brightened.
Looking at the dishes on the table, his appetite also increased greatly.
He tasted the Golden Broth Lion’s Head Meatball made by Chef Number Fifteen and felt the flavor was quite good, so he called the floor manager to have the chef come over for a tip.
However, right at that moment, he received another message from Gu Xingcheng.
“Apologies, that last message was sent to the wrong person. I’ve been very busy lately and don’t have time to meet.”
Fu Yunting stared at the phone screen, frozen.
A breath was caught in his chest, and he drank two more glasses of sorrowful wine. Alcohol poured into grieving intestines only brings more grief.
At this time, Qin Wan arrived.
When enemies meet, their eyes blaze with extra hatred.
But whether it was using his mouth or his hands, Fu Yunting was no match for Qin Wan, and he suffered another bit of humiliation.
That was why Young Master Fu’s emotions were so agitated now, and he began to blubber.
“Not a single one of you is a good thing! You’re all… lunatics!”
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