Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Alright, alright, stop laughing.”
Qu Xiujie turned his head away and looked out of the window. He did not want to see Murong Cheng’s silly smile. He did not care if Murong Cheng was really mocking him. The first step was to see Ji Ziming or Pei Ge. The second step was to find them and say something.
Qu Xiujie’s eyes were lonely and his gaze that was looking out of the car window dimmed. If he had not experienced Old lady Qu’s sneaky tricks, he would not have investigated Old lady Qu’s past or even recent events.
Old lady Qu had taken away his control over finances but that did not mean that Qu Xiujie had no other ways to earn money to dig up information about Old lady Qu. For example, Murong Cheng who was sitting beside Qu Xiujie now had the Murong family behind her.
Although he was defeated, he was still very famous in the industry.
“So what if I’m smiling? You are not allowing me to smile?”
Murong Cheng’s smile mocked Qu Xiujie again.
“Send me back to the hotel.”
Qu Xiujie leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest. Murong Cheng was confused. “Why? Aren’t you going to look for Ji Ziming?”
“No, I’m tired.”
Qu Xiujie’s tone was filled with helplessness. He did not even have a chance to talk to Ji Ziming properly before running out to look for Pei Ge. The result was beyond his expectations. He had never been treated like this before. Even if there was, it was him who treated others like this. Now, it was the other way around.
“How long have you been out for?”
Murong Cheng suspected that Qu Xiujie’s confidence had been shattered. Not to mention Pei Ge, even Ji Ziming might not meet him.
“But.”
Murong Cheng deliberately paused for a moment and put away his joking nature. Instead, he put on a serious expression.
“You can’t stay in the hotel anymore. The hotel probably has new plans for your room by now. I’m just afraid that Old lady Qu’s people have already found out about you.”
Qu Xiujie suddenly woke up and stared at the scene before him. His voice was low and hoarse. “So you’re telling me to move out now?”
“Just stay at my place.”
As Murong Cheng drove, he gave Qu Xiujie ideas. Since the hotel was no longer a place for Qu Xiujie to stay, he might as well let Qu Xiujie stay with him. The housekeepers at home merely had to make an extra portion for meals. The Murong family’s villa was not much smaller than the Qu family’s.
“I’m afraid that old master Murong will be angered to death if he sees me.”
Qu Xiujie knew that when he left with Murong Cheng back then, Old Master Murong was so angry that he was hospitalized on the spot. After Qu Xiujie brought Murong Cheng back, Old Master Murong moved back from the hospital three days later.
Now that he had finally recovered, if Qu Xiujie went to agitate him again, his days would be numbered.
“Can you not make my grandfather angry? He’s already so old, and I’m his only grandson. I’ve made him worry for so many years.”
Murong Cheng’s heart ached for Old Master Murong.
“I didn’t do it on purpose to anger him. It was clearly your grandfather who wanted to argue with me. Do you think I wouldn’t argue with him?”
Qu Xiujie glanced at Murong Cheng and saw what time had done to him. After so many years, he seemed to be the only one who remained true to his heart. His good friends were gradually returning to the family business.
Even Brother Long, whom he knew through fighting, was rumored to have met his true love and gave up his entire career for it. Qu Xiujie did not understand what charm this petite woman had that made Brother Long, who was the boss of the underworld, give up his entire career in exchange for this woman’s smile.
Qu Xiujie suddenly thought of Ji Ziming. He was also known as the cold and aloof Mr Ji. However, when he met Pei Ge, he turned into a love fiend who doted on his wife. He could not even allow outsiders to get close to Pei Ge. Even if it was just an ambiguous gaze, Ji Ziming could shoot a cold glare at him.
That gaze was like a poisonous knife that could rip Qu Xiujie’s throat apart so that he could not say anything.
“What are you thinking about?”
Murong Cheng looked at Qu Xiujie who was sitting beside him and sounded anxious and unhappy.
“I was thinking that I might have a place to stay besides your family.”
The corners of Qu Xiujie’s lips curled into a smile as though he was pleased yet consoling at the same time.
“Where? If you had a place, why would you come to this hotel immediately?”
Murong Cheng could not help but wonder if Qu Xiujie had been fighting against Old lady Qu recently. Sometimes, he would even secretly laugh out loud but when he asked, Qu Xiujie refused to say anything.
“Ji Ziming.”
Qu Xiujie said this name seriously. Even Murong Cheng, who was once a glorious Murong family, still found it unbelievable.
“Tell me honestly; why do you think that he will agree to your request and unite with you?”
“Because of Pei Ge.”
“Tell me honestly.”
The more anxious Murong Cheng was to ask, the more Qu Xiujie refused to say it. In fact, he was not confident that he would really work together with Ji Ziming but he believed that Ji Ziming would believe him more than Old lady Qu.
“If you don’t want to tell me, I won’t ask. If you really can find a place, tell me. My family has a villa on the outskirts of the capital. It’s located in a relatively remote area. It’s where my grandfather lived with his fishing buddies when he was young. If you don’t mind, I can get someone to clean it up. Ever since my grandfather was hospitalized, he rarely moved in.”
As Murong Cheng drove, he glanced at Qu Xiujie out of the corner of his eye. As a brother who had suffered, suffered and enjoyed life before, he knew that Qu Xiujie had some tricks up his sleeve. Even Old lady Qu might not really do anything to him.
“Don’t worry, I won’t starve to death.”
Qu Xiujie was righteous. The place he thought of was the villa that Ji Ziming had given Qu Jingwan back then. It was located halfway up the mountain and the scenery was beautiful. Even the renovation design of the house was done by Ji Ziming who painstakingly found many teams of royal designers from overseas.
If Ji Ziming was willing, he would not have to worry about the second and third series.
“Okay, okay, okay. You’re not in a hurry, so I’m not in a hurry either. Remember this. Call me for any matters. You know my phone number. I’ll get you a new phone in the afternoon, the kind that won’t be bugged.”
