Chapter 604: Oops, The Family’s About to Be Exposed!

The plane from Linchuan to Shanghai took off on time and reached cruising altitude, stabilizing after its ascent.

In first class, a pretty flight attendant in stockings walked back and forth, her face lit by a charming smile. At your call, she would kneel before you, listening patiently.

But Jiang Qin wasn’t interested at all, embodying the demeanor of a true gentleman.

Even when the flight attendant came to serve meals, he didn’t glance sideways, epitomizing the ideal of a virtuous gentleman.

As the flight attendant passed, Jiang Qin boldly turned to look at the little rich girl sitting beside him.

She was leaning at the window, mesmerized as the plane broke through clouds, her gaze sparkling, seemingly unaware of his attention.

Jiang Qin twitched a smile, thinking he should have sneaked a couple of glances at the stocking-clad attendant who indeed had charm.

“Time to eat, little rich girl.”

“Ao.”

Feng Nanshu shifted her gaze, opened her meal box, and began eating obediently.

The two-and-a-half-hour flight from Linchuan to Shanghai was quite dull. Jiang Qin studied the Internet Conference’s agenda while eating and casually fed bread to the little rich girl.

She bit into his hand, leaving a neat mark.

Last time in Shanghai for a group-buy venture, Feng Nanshu, along with Gao Wenhui and Wang Haini, had come to him, and praised it as tasty on their way back to Linchuan.

“We’ll head to Aunt’s home for lunch after landing.”

“Jiang Qin, this seems like lunch already.”

Jiang glanced at the nearly finished airplane meal. “Fair point. But we’re eating at Aunt’s too since we’re here to visit relatives.”

As he spoke, Jiang briefly felt like a man taking his wife to her mother’s home.

Luckily, the little rich girl didn’t notice and tore open her bread, feeding Jiang Qin a bite.

That’s how good friends are, always feeding each other.

After the meal, several passengers behind had fallen asleep, and the cabin was silent.

“Two hours left. Want to come over and watch a movie?”

Jiang Qin pulled the blanket to his chest, turning casually to the little rich girl.

First-class seats are spacious, but squeezing two people is a bit tight. However, embracing each other was no issue.

Feng Nanshu scooted over, unable to resist her brother’s lure.

Jiang shifted slightly, cuddling her in his arms, and selected the movie “Kung Fu Panda” on the screen.

Feng Nanshu was intrigued by animated characters, watching intently nestled in his arms, occasionally giggling softly.

“I have a meeting tomorrow with lots of people. Do you want to wait at Aunt’s, or come with me?”

“I want to come with you.”

“But Aunt seems to really want to see you.”

Feng Nanshu lifted her face. “Then bring Aunt along.”

Jiang Qin narrowed his eyes. “And if Uncle misses Aunt too much?”

“Bring Uncle along as well.”

“And if someone else misses Uncle, do we bring them too?”

The little rich girl nodded seriously, then found herself playfully spanked, her feigned ferociousness like a little tiger.

Jiang Qin watched her. “If you like getting spanked, why resist every time?”

“If I don’t move, you only spank twice. If I resist, you spank more.”

“?????”

Two hours later, the plane began its descent, and the little rich girl returned to her seat for landing.

Aunt’s driver had been waiting at the airport. He greeted them and drove towards Xiangti Villa.

Sheshan Manor and Xiangti Villa are in different directions. Though Jiang wasn’t familiar with Shanghai’s roads, he remembered the general direction, prompting his confusion.

When did Aunt move to this area?

Halfway through the drive, Jiang confirmed their destination was indeed Xiangti Villa.

The driver passed a familiar friend’s house and securely parked in the adjacent area.

Jiang stepped out of the car, calling for his uncle and aunt with a friendly smile as he walked in with the little rich girl.

But upon entering the living room, he stopped abruptly at the sight of three people sitting on the sofa; uncle on the right making tea, the others on the left.

One person on the left smiled broadly, his twitching lips halting Jiang’s steps.

“Sorry, wrong place.”

“?”

Feng Nanshu watched bewildered as her brother turned to leave, confusion flashing in her eyes.

He Yijun stood up hurriedly, following them out. “Mr. Jiang, don’t rush off! I’ve been waiting here for two hours, just to meet old Qin’s relatives!”

“Mr. He, this is a lawful society. Don’t be impulsive. Listen to my explanation.”

With a dazed mind, He Yijun thought about how everyone seems to be deceptive.

“Qin Zhihuan keeps talking about family and persuaded me to lend you the top floor for an office, even offering internal pricing for your staff. I thought I was too selfish, unlike your noble family.”

“Turns out you guys are family, and I’m the outsider?!”

He Yijun chased after them. “Mr. Jiang, this is commercial fraud!”

Jiang turned, his face stern. “How is it fraud? I’ve been honest, Mr. He. You can’t betray your conscience in business!”

“But when I called you yesterday, you insisted you and Qin Zhihuan weren’t relatives!”

“Of course not. He’s related to Feng Nanshu, not me. We’re just good friends, as you know.”

He Yijun couldn’t believe such shamelessness. “And you call that friendship?”

Jiang Qin stood firm. “We’ve known each other a long time. Don’t you know I’m lifelong friends with Feng Nanshu? Ask anyone at school, they’ll confirm our purely genuine friendship!”

He Yijun: “…”

Jiang patted his shoulder. “When you asked, I truthfully told you Qin Zhihuan is just the nephew of my friend’s aunt. It sounded distant, assuring to you.”

“I had no clue your ‘friend’ was Feng Nanshu!”

Jiang’s tone became serious. “Why can’t my friend be Feng Nanshu? That sounds like you’re discriminating against my friend, which I can’t accept.”

He Yijun, incredulous. “How can you be so boldly argumentative?”

“I have logic on my side!”

“But it’s twisted logic! How can you and Feng Nanshu just be friends? You’re clearly dating.”

“Mr. He, please don’t spread rumors. My friendship with her is as legendary as the bonds between famous historical figures. I even hope that centuries from now, students writing about friendship will mention us as prime examples!”

“?????”

Feng Nanshu had just placed her bag on the sofa and saw her uncle prepare tea for her.

She didn’t drink it, thinking of bringing some to Jiang outside, and also for He Yijun.

As she reached them, He spoke sternly.

“If you’re real, neither of you will get married.”

Feng Nanshu retracted the tea for He Yijun, mentally labeling him malicious.

Jiang incredulously looked at He Yijun. “Mr. He, your views are flawed. How could good friends marry? Even asking that insults our pure friendship.”

“Then swear it.”

“I can’t.”

“Why not?”

Jiang pursed his lips. “Because I’m superstitious.”

He Yijun: “…”

Feng stood behind, a gleam of amusement in her narrowing eyes.

Jiang continued. “Mr. He, I know the combined shares of Group-Buy and Qin Real Estate make up over fifty percent. You fear making a dowry, but you’ve known me long enough to understand my principles, right?”

He Yijun’s lips twitched. “I know you wouldn’t pick up money even if you found it on the street.”

“That’s a misunderstanding. I actually don’t care about money, so don’t worry. Though my friendship with Feng might intensely escalate, I would never target Wanzhong.”

“Really?”

Jiang nodded, then suddenly remembered. “Weren’t you leading the collaboration with Qin Real Estate? I warned you, remember? How could a company owning land and funds willingly share a slice of the cake?”

He Yijun paused. “I recall something like that.”

“See? I even said to be careful as it wasn’t just a parcel. Turns out, I was right!”

Jiang spoke earnestly, sounding like an old saying about heeding advice, though he couldn’t help smirking, confusing He Yijun.

Damn, it was a trap, and you were the trap!

Still, thinking about it, Wanzhong’s market value had skyrocketed, making even one percent of his nearly fifty percent stake incomparable to the past.

Plus, all resources Wanzhong utilized were provided by Jiang’s side, so he wasn’t at a loss.

Realizing He Yijun had convinced himself, Jiang turned to head back, only to notice Feng, looking adorable, standing just behind.

“Not coming inside, my dear good friend?”

“I brought tea for both you and the good Mr. He.”