After a meal, they only drank a bottle of red wine. Other than Guan Tao, who was slightly red from the alcohol, the rest of them were fine.
Jian Ai stood up and went to the cashier. She took out a stack of cash from her pocket and said, “Hello, here’s the bill.”
Jian Ai instinctively turned her head and saw Jian Changsheng standing beside her.
Behind him was the expressionless Jian Yichen.
Jian Yichen also saw Jian Ai and was stunned. A flash of color flashed across his eyes, but he pretended to be calm and did not react. He only looked at Jian Ai.
They had met a few times in Macau. When this boy appeared with Jian Changsheng, she knew he was Jian Changsheng’s son.
However, Jian Yichen did not know that Jian Ai was also from Baiyun City.
Jian Ai smiled at him as a friendly greeting.
This little brother looked two or three years younger than her, but always acted like a young adult. However, even so, Jian Ai found him more pleasing to the eye than Jian Changsheng and Jian Yiyi.
He was quite cute.
Jian Yichen wanted to act cool, but he had the urge to greet Jian Ai. Under the pull of these two emotions, he forced a smile. He looked awkward and funny.
Seeing this, Jian Ai liked him even more.
It couldn’t be helped. She had a brother complex. When she saw this cute little brother, her motherly love overflowed.
Of course, in Jian Ai’s heart, the cutest person in the world was still Jiachi.
On the other hand, Jian Changsheng treated Jian Ai as air and did not look at her, let alone greet her.
Jian Ai naturally wouldn’t take the initiative to talk to him. He was a petty man.
“Xiao Ai, everyone has decided. Let’s go sing in the afternoon!” Xia Qinghuan suddenly rushed up and hugged Jian Ai’s shoulder.
This sentence finally attracted Jian Changsheng’s attention.
He turned his head slightly and looked at Jian Ai and Qinghuan, who were talking and laughing.
Xiao Ai?
He remembered that Meizi accidentally mentioned their daughter’s name, Xiao Ai.
However, Jian Changsheng wasn’t sure if he had heard these words or heard it wrong.
His gaze landed on Jian Ai. He could not relate this girl from East Sea Real Estate to his daughter, whom he had not seen for fourteen years.
While he was puzzled, Jian Ai paid the bill and entered the elevator with the others.
The transparent elevator door slowly closed. Jian Ai unintentionally looked up and met Jian Changsheng’s probing gaze. Then, she looked away.
Jian Yiyi, who had returned from the bathroom, caught them at the last moment. She frowned. “Why are they here?”
“Yiyi, do you know them?” Jian Changsheng asked.
Jian Yiyi nodded and said ambiguously, “They’re my classmates. They’re all young masters and mistresses from rich families in Baiyun City.”
These words dispelled Jian Changsheng’s doubts.
Although Meizi became a manager at Yaochi, she had already resigned. Even if she didn’t resign, she probably had nothing to do with the rich.
…
The next day, Sunday.
In the morning, Jian Ai covered the Porsche in the yard with the black leather cloth Jian Yu bought. She couldn’t move it now.
Whether she would return it to Brother Wu Bi or not, even if she wanted to drive it, she would have to wait until her brother received his driver’s license.
After that, Jian Ai brought Yao Feng to the Muse Bar in Haicheng District. She brought him to familiarize himself with the bar’s environment and gave him some instructions on managing the bar.
Jian Ai didn’t need to worry too much as the assistant manager of the bar would assist him.
