Take your seat.
As soon as he entered, Liu Hengtian exchanged a few polite words with Zhao Zongze.
They chatted about family matters, the latest happenings in Kyo City, and then work.
“Brother Zongze, I’m truly sorry. There’s been an issue with my investment on this end, so I’ll have to put things on hold for a while.”
“Brother Hengtian, what happened? Do you need any help from your old brother here?”
Liu Hengtian carefully watched Zhao Zongze’s reaction. Seeing that he wasn’t angry, he smiled and shook his head.
“Haha, no need, no need. The city has new plans, so that plot of land won’t be used for now.”
“What a pity,” Zhao Zongze sighed for his own son.
Liu Hengtian’s refusal to invest was crystal clear. This matchmaking was a bust.
But he was a bit annoyed.
Even if his son was a good-for-nothing, he was still the second son of the Zhao family, his own son, Zhao Zongze’s son.
To be rejected so directly—wasn’t that looking down on his son?
At the same time, Zhao Zongze felt quite troubled about his own son.
If that rascal would just do something proper, things wouldn’t have ended up like this.
On the side, Liu Juan and Chen Ru sat together, chatting about everything from handbags to jewelry and then cosmetics.
As for Liu Yue, she was arranged to sit next to Zhao Yuheng.
She kept Liu Hengtian’s words in mind and played the part of a mute, not saying a word.
“Liu Yue, could you tell me something about Immortal Realm?” Zhao Yuheng, seeing that Liu Yue wasn’t talking, took the initiative to start a conversation.
“Uh…”
“Is it inconvenient?”
Liu Yue shook her head. “No, it’s just there isn’t much to say.”
“Just share anything. I’ve always wanted to play Immortal Realm, but I never managed to get a spot.”
“So, what do you want to know?”
Zhao Yuheng rested his chin on his hand, thinking.
“I’ve read a lot of articles about Immortal Realm. I want to know about Shen Qingqing.”
“Shen Qingqing?” Liu Yue was stunned for a moment.
“Yes. I heard this NPC is really popular among Immortal Realm players. They describe her like a celestial maiden. I’m very curious.”
“Shen Qingqing is an elder of the Tianxiang Sect. I don’t know her well, but what the players say is true—she really does look like a celestial maiden.”
Zhao Yuheng’s eyes lit up, his excitement rising instantly.
“I thought that was just the players exaggerating, but it’s true! I can’t wait to get into the game and see this celestial beauty myself.”
Liu Yue chuckled softly. “That depends on what the game officials decide.”
Hearing this, Zhao Yuheng grew a bit irritated.
The officials behind Immortal Realm were such a bunch of **. They didn’t want to make money, insisting on limited slots and no way to unbind accounts.
Does anyone realize how many players are eagerly waiting for the second round of helmets to go on sale?
Maybe not billions, but there are certainly tens of millions.
“Depend on the officials? Please. The officials haven’t released a single update. It’s like they don’t exist.”
Zhao Yuheng waved his hand, slumping across the wooden table, mumbling to himself like a kid denied his candy.
Liu Yue watched him quietly, finding him a little cute.
Her impression of him shifted slightly.
It seemed this famous Kyo City playboy wasn’t as bad as the rumors made him out to be.
“Ah! I really want to meet Shen Qingqing.”
There were a few sketches of Shen Qingqing online, none of them very good—in fact, they were downright lousy.
But after they were colored, you could still catch a glimpse of her unmatched beauty.
Compared to Sea Fiancee, she was just as stunning, if not more.
What a pity. Not being able to enter the game and admire her was the greatest regret of this lifetime.
Hearing Zhao Yuheng repeatedly mention Shen Qingqing, Liu Yue thought of someone.
She took out her phone, opened Penguin, and sent a message to Chen Xiaoyan.
But after waiting a long time, there was no reply.
At this hour, she was probably out at a gathering.
Forget it. I’ll contact her tonight.
Chen Xiaoyan, Chongchong, and Mu Qingxue left the hospital and quickly boarded the Blue Romance.
The driver had been changed; this one was also an Immortal Realm player.
His in-game ID was ‘No Snow in March,’ but he hadn’t mentioned his real name. No idea who he was.
Chen Xiaoyan dove into the backseat, letting out a sigh of relief as the cool air inside hit her.
Chongchong scrambled in after her, pressing right up against her side.
“You’re too close,” Chen Xiaoyan pushed her away.
Although she liked being close with girls, right now she was dressed as a girl herself. If Chongchong got too close and found out, she’d be done for.
“Sis Xiaoyan, you don’t like me,” Chongchong pouted, looking at her with a face full of grievance.
“No, it’s just that sitting so close makes me feel hot,” Chen Xiaoyan explained awkwardly.
“There’s air conditioning in the car. It’s not hot.”
“My heart feels hot.”
“What kind of lousy excuse is that? Clearly, you just don’t like me.”
The two of them locked eyes, bickering back and forth.
Behind them, Mu Qingxue was getting impatient—she was still standing outside in the sun.
She poked Chongchong’s back. “If you’re not going to sit, go to the front seat.”
“I don’t want to.”
Mu Qingxue frowned, even more displeased with her.
Does this woman not realize whose car this is? It’s mine.
“Chongchong, you go take the front seat. Let Qingxue get in first,” Chen Xiaoyan echoed.
She was more than happy to have Chongchong move to the front—anything to keep her from getting too handsy.
With Chen Xiaoyan siding with her, Mu Qingxue brightened up and called out to Chongchong with a hint of pride, “Hear that? Go to the front seat.”
“Mmm~ Sis Xiaoyan, I don’t want to sit in the front. I just want to sit next to you.”
Chongchong grabbed Chen Xiaoyan’s right hand and unleashed her Deadly Technique: acting cute and whining.
This Deadly Technique worked on both men and women, regardless of level.
Chen Xiaoyan knew all too well how dangerous this move was, so she instantly played her Skill Immunity Card.
Immune. She had activated her Skill Immunity Card.
Chongchong was instantly defeated; this little demoness fell flat.
The audience (Mu Qingxue) cheered and rejoiced.
Chongchong moved to the front seat, jamming the seatbelt buckle in with a vengeance, as if she had some deep-seated grudge against it.
Stupid Sis Xiaoyan, rotten Sis Xiaoyan, you actually helped Mu Qingxue instead of me. I’ll remember this grudge!
No Snow in March saw it all but didn’t dare say a word. Otherwise, her bonus would be docked again.
Back seat.
Chen Xiaoyan and Mu Qingxue sat together, keeping a little space between them.
She really liked getting along this way. At last, she didn’t have to be on edge, terrified of being exposed.
“What are you planning after the gathering?” Mu Qingxue suddenly asked in a low voice.
Chen Xiaoyan knew what she meant.
She didn’t want to meet Mu Qingxue’s parents, especially after Mu Qingxue had made everything clear—she wanted to avoid it even more.
Just a meeting?
No other reason?
Not even a ghost would believe that.
I’m just an ordinary person. Why would the richest person in Central State want to meet me?
It could only be because Mu Qingxue had said something, drawing the tycoon’s attention to her.
As the saying goes, ginger gets spicier with age. Would her disguise be seen through by the big boss?
But if she didn’t go, it would seem rude.
Qingxue had already made things clear. Playing dumb or making excuses to escape wasn’t going to work.
After all, she was right here.
Escape was impossible. She’d just have to tough it out.
She could only hope that Mu Qingxue’s parents weren’t like Sun Wukong with a pair of Fiery Golden Eyes. Other than that, there was nothing much to worry about—just keep a thick skin.
“I’ll do whatever you say.”
Mu Qingxue’s lips curled up at the answer, and she didn’t ask any more.
That was enough.