Chapter 61#
“I’m gay.”#
Ji Weiyi patted Qin Mu’s shoulder: “Young Mr. Qin should still focus more on his career. If you put all your thoughts on enjoyment, how can Mr. Qin dare to hand over the company to you in the future?”
Qin Mu gave a cold laugh, feeling that Ji Weiyi was really asking for a scolding.
“Not necessarily,” Qin Zheng interjected, “Managers have always been chosen for their ability. Without making any achievements, one probably won’t be easily recognized.”
Ji Weiyi suppressed a smile and secretly looked at Qin Mu. Qin Zheng was practically saying that Qin Mu was useless, yet Qin Mu remained unconcerned.
Qin Zheng changed the subject: “Speaking of which, for this project that ‘Zhaohui’ recently secured, Manager Shan put in a lot of effort behind the scenes, didn’t he?”
This question wasn’t just Qin Zheng’s curiosity; everyone present was curious.
“Ah,” Ji Weiyi waved a hand, “Of course, Manager Shan negotiated it. We don’t have that kind of ability.”
Qin Zheng’s eyes deepened. Just who exactly was this Manager Shan, to be able to even persuade Feng Jin?
Just as Qin Zheng was about to ask more, a girl in white suddenly appeared.
The girl came straight towards their direction after entering. Logically, anyone coming here would most likely be looking for Ji Weiyi. Qin Zheng had just managed to exchange a few words with Ji Weiyi and didn’t want to miss such a rare opportunity, so he didn’t have time to stop her.
However, the girl suddenly changed direction, linked arms with Qin Mu, acting intimately.
This development caught everyone present by surprise.
Qin Mu lifted the hand she was holding and turned his head to look at her.
The girl was wearing a form-fitting white lace dress, her skin as white as snow, features delicate, and curly hair smoothly draped by her face. She looked somewhat familiar, but Qin Mu couldn’t recall who she was for a moment.
“Brother Qin Mu,” Yan Yi affectionately tightened her grip on his arm, her bright eyes looking up at him unblinkingly: “Do you miss me?”
Qin Mu: “……”
“Heh, Brother Qin Mu.”
A familiar male voice suddenly sounded from behind him, carrying a chilling coldness.
Qin Mu’s nape felt cold, and the sensation of being stared at by a sinister gaze sent a shiver down his spine. He instinctively turned his head to look.
Jian Yunchen.
No, wait…
Qin Mu looked at the mole at the corner of his eye, somewhat lost in thought.
Jiang Yunhan smiled, standing beside him, looking at Yan Yi, and then looking up at him, his tone returning to normal, but Qin Mu always felt something strange about it: “Brother Qin Mu, who is this?”
Qin Mu pulled his hand back, his gaze falling on Jiang Yunhan’s face. His lips were slightly curved, and his eyes were as clear as water. The one with the cold expression behind him was Jian Yunchen.
He looked at Jian Yunchen, then at Jiang Yunhan.
Suddenly, he curved his lips into a smile: “Xiao Han?”
Jiang Yunhan didn’t even blink, smiling even more happily, and nodded.
The girl was left aside. The intimate atmosphere that naturally formed between Jiang Yunhan and Qin Mu was something others couldn’t intrude upon. And the youngest son of the Jiang family, who had just been recognized, had a cold expression, subconsciously moving closer to Qin Zheng.
Ji Weiyi watched the scene before him, his eyes burning with even greater interest.
A battle royale…
Who wouldn’t like to watch this?
It seems “Manager Shan” has quite a few romantic entanglements.
Wen Xing sighed helplessly, knowing that meddling too much in the boss’s private affairs was not a smart move for an employee. He was worried the boss might get angry and retaliate.
He turned sideways and leaned close to Ji Weiyi’s ear, softly advising, “Manager Ji… Mr. Wang is still waiting over there. Why don’t we go over first?”
“Uh…” Ji Weiyi’s refusal was on the tip of his tongue, but after turning his head to meet Wen Xing’s determined eyes, he swallowed it back.
He smiled and temporarily left. Although it was a bit regrettable not to see the famous ‘battle royale’ scene, he understood the principle of not poking a tiger’s behind.
Qin Zheng had been trying to contact Jiang Yunhan all this time, but his efforts were like a stone sinking into the sea, with no news. Meeting him again here, he hadn’t expected him to immediately cling to Qin Mu. He grabbed Jiang Yunhan’s arm, forcing him to face him directly.
Jiang Yunhan’s smile subtly faded, letting Qin Zheng hold him.
“Xiao Han.” This was not the place to talk. Qin Zheng’s lips tightened, and his fingertips clenched: “I have something to tell you. This isn’t as simple as you think.”
He turned his head to glance at Ji Weiyi’s retreating back, then continued, “Wait for me here; I’ll be right back.”
Jiang Yunhan lifted his lips into a smile, raised an eyebrow at Jian Yunchen, and readily agreed: “Alright, senior, I’ll wait for you.”
His quick agreement caught Qin Zheng off guard. Qin Zheng was momentarily stunned, then felt a wave of relief and lifted his foot to chase after Ji Weiyi.
Jian Yunchen watched his retreating back, slowly lowering his eyes.
“Xiao Chen.” Jiang Yunhan smiled very happily, raising his chin slightly towards him: “Can you do me a favor? Go tell senior that I’ll be waiting for him in 308.”
Jian Yunchen paused, nodded, and followed.
Yan Yi, who had been left aside, finally got a chance to speak.
“Brother Qin Mu!” She pulled at Qin Mu’s sleeve, pouting angrily: “Why are you ignoring me? Don’t you know I’m back? Why haven’t you replied to any of my messages?”
Qin Mu lowered his eyes to look at her.
Finally, he found the corresponding appearance in the original owner’s memories.
Yan Yi…
He couldn’t be entirely blamed for not recognizing her. Memories of the original owner’s childhood were distant and blurry, moreover, a girl changes a lot as she grows up, and she was even wearing full makeup. The difficulty was no less than that of the college entrance exam.
Qin Mu had graduated several years ago. If he were to take the college entrance exam now, the result would be predictable.
“So it was you,” Qin Mu said indifferently, pulling his sleeve back. “Sending so many messages in one day, I thought they were spam.”
Yan Yi wrinkled her nose, dissatisfied: “Qin Mu! How can you say my messages are spam!”
She suddenly pushed Qin Mu, who stumbled back and bumped into Jiang Yunhan.
Jiang Yunhan steadied Qin Mu, then looked up and glared, “Do you have any manners? You’re like a crazy girl, shouting and jumping around as soon as you show up.”
Yan Yi was the only daughter in her family for several generations, pampered since childhood. No one had ever dared to point at her nose and call her a crazy girl. She tightened her fingertips, clenching her hands into fists, pointing at Jiang Yunhan and looking at Qin Mu: “Who is he! How dare he speak to me like that!”
The Yan family’s status in A-city was unusual. It wasn’t that their family was incredibly powerful or influential, but rather that they had a large number of members spread across various industries, from raw materials to production, wholesale, and sales.
There were Yan family members at every stage, forming a huge network of connections. Moreover, the Yan family members shared a common trait—they were all “daughter-slaves.”
As the only daughter for several generations, Yan Yi was pampered to the point of being lawless, yet few dared to provoke her, knowing that provoking her was equivalent to provoking her family’s group of lunatics.
Qin Mu’s lips curved into a faint smile as he glanced at her. He stretched out a long arm, hooked it over Jiang Yunhan’s shoulder, and pulled him in. Their bodies quickly drew close, and Jiang Yunhan even leaned into Qin Mu’s embrace.
“Don’t say anything that might cause misunderstandings. I’m pursuing Xiao Han.”
“If Xiao Han doesn’t agree to me, who do I go to for an explanation? Who will you compensate me with?”
“His younger brother Jian Yunchen?”
Jiang Yunhan’s heart gave a heavy leap, the tips of his ears faintly red beneath his black hair. He silently turned his head away.
Yan Yi was dumbfounded, watching their intimately intertwined figures. Her eyes widened, and she asked incredulously, “You… you’re pursuing him?? You, you like men…”
“That’s right,” Qin Mu said, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, enunciating each word clearly: “I’m gay.”