Mr. Xiao, can I borrow your wedding invitation?

Chapter 59 Doesn't the young master like it?

"Alright, I've chased him away. Are you satisfied now? So now, can you disappear too?" Qian Xingjie gave Mu Sha a look of disgust before heading to the booth area.

He beckoned a waiter, ordered a bottle of wine, and then casually crossed his legs, enjoying a leisurely and carefree time.

Musa pressed down on his hand holding the wine glass. "You drank quite a bit in the private room just now, you can't drink anymore!"

Qian Xingjie glanced at her sideways, "Musa, when did you learn to stalk me?"

"I!"

Qian Xingjie shrugged indifferently, "Fine, go ahead and tell Qian Ke'er. Do whatever you want. Anyway, I'm nobody in the Qian family!"

"No, it wasn't Miss who sent me, it was me..."

"I don't care what you mean, just stop haunting me like a ghost!" He leaned closer, almost touching Musa's face, the smell of alcohol spreading silently. Musa took a deep breath.

"You know what? I hate women like you, like a leech that I can't shake off. You're such a spoilsport!"

Musa pursed her lips, showing little reaction to his sarcasm, as if she had long been used to it.

"Young Master, please come back with me. There are too many people and too much gossip here; it's not suitable for someone of your status!"

Upon hearing this, Qian Xingjie gave a self-deprecating snort.

Identity?

Does he have any status?
"Waiter!" he tapped on the table.

"Hello sir, what can I do for you?"

Qian Xingjie beckoned with his finger, and the waiter leaned in to listen. A few seconds later, he gave a knowing look.

"Of course! They're all brand new, and we guarantee your satisfaction. Please wait a moment, sir!"

A short while later, a girl dressed in a school uniform arrived. She wore black-rimmed glasses and had two braids. She looked much more innocent and youthful than the previous three, and she looked very young. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they were minors.

I don't know if she's had special training or if she's really a novice, but she was trembling, fidgeting, helpless and reserved, with a hint of playing hard to get.

Qian Xingjie liked this one, and the two didn't talk much before he rushed to take her to a hotel to check in. Mu Sha didn't stop him and followed in her car.

They arrived at the hotel one after the other, got Qian Xingjie's room number, and Mu Sha went straight upstairs. Just as her hand was about to knock on the door, she stopped.

Qian Xingjie's sarcasm still echoed in his ears, "I hate women like you the most, like a leech that I can't shake off!"

Feeling a pang in her heart, Mu Sha pursed her lips and withdrew her hand.

She broke her abstinence from smoking tonight. Leaning against the cold wall, she supported her elbow with one hand, her red lips opening and closing, and wisps of smoke curled out.

The phone rang.

"Miss?"

"Where's my brother?"

Musa glanced at the room door. "Young Master... is having dinner in the dining room."

"That's good. Keep a close eye on him and report back to me if anything happens!"

"Yes, miss!"

The moment the phone call ended, the room door was suddenly yanked open, and the girl screamed as she ran out, barely clothed and covered in bloody welts from being whipped.

"I can't take it anymore, help me..." The girl thought she had found a lifeline and rushed towards Musa. But Musa didn't say a word and with a cleaver, she knocked the girl unconscious.

She picked him up and carried him back to Qian Xingjie's bed.

Looking at the unconscious and motionless girl, Qian Xingjie sighed, "But you've knocked her unconscious. What's the difference between her and a dead fish?"

Musa replied matter-of-factly, "Doesn't the young master like it?"

"you!"

"Should I wake her up now? Or should I call another one for you?" Musa asked considerately.

Qian Xingjie chuckled, then suddenly moved closer, grabbed the back of her neck, and pushed her towards him.

The two faces suddenly drew close, and for the first time, Musa felt the other's breath. So close, yet so far. The icy face finally reacted.

It is the shyness and panic of a young girl.

"I'm warning you, if you dare to meddle again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

He shook off the man and walked away.

The light, fluttering hem of her dress was like a gust of wind, making Musa lose her balance. She slowly raised her hand and placed it on the spot on her neck where Qian Xingjie had touched her. Her heart seemed to ripple with emotion...

As for Jiang Rourou, Jiang Xue personally paid out of her own pocket to cover the losses at the bookstore, and the matter was finally resolved.

After calculating the total, Jiang Rourou realized she had lost fifty or sixty million yuan. She locked herself in her room and cried for a whole day, vowing to get her money back.

However, there was no news about Old Zhong at the police station. It was as if he had vanished into thin air. Jiang Xue tried to inquire through connections several times, but to no avail. The mother and daughter were both dejected.

Jiang Rourou didn't dare tell Xiao Jiayang, afraid he would think she was stupid, afraid he would be disappointed in her. As for Nan Wu...

"Mom, that bitch is definitely up to something. As the old saying goes, 'It's easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature.' No matter how much a person changes, their personality will never change. Look at her before, and look at her now. And why is she in such a hurry to sell that villa? There's only one reason: she wants to run away with the money. Otherwise, isn't she afraid that Dad will find out that she sold the villa and come after her? That doesn't make any sense. So, that bitch is up to something!"

After listening, Jiang Xue nodded repeatedly, "That makes sense, but didn't you have a doctor examine her before? She does have heart disease, so there doesn't seem to be any problem with that!"

Jiang Rourou scoffed, "Is bribing a doctor easy? She might actually have done it. Anyway, I suspect her!"

"Then what do we do? Rou Rou, we can't act rashly when things are uncertain. If we make a mistake, she might turn around and accuse us. Nan Wu is not easy to deal with!"

Jiang Rourou sneered, "Don't worry, Mom, I already have a plan to deal with her. Just wait and see!"

Nan Wu was taken to the Xiao family's old house by Xiao Jiayang, who said it was his mother's wish that they would become family soon and visit each other more often.

Nan Wu doesn't think so.

Chen Wanru didn't like her. Last time, she invited her to the Xiao family for tea, but it was also a subtle reminder to her to abide by the virtues of a woman and not to bring shame to the Xiao family.

They invited her to their home for dinner out of the blue. Whether others believed it or not, she didn't. She thought it was more likely that it was arranged by Old Master Xiao.

Indeed, Old Master Xiao only mentioned it briefly at the dinner table, and that's why Chen Wanru quickly asked Xiao Jiayang to bring Nan Wu over.

She hadn't thought about it before, but now that the old man was talking about it so often, what an honor that was! Looking at all the women from the collateral branches of the Xiao family, none of them had received this kind of treatment.

Firstly, it allows them to curry favor with the old man, and secondly, it allows them to show off to the other branches of the family. For the eldest branch, it's worth it either way.

"Well, I don't know what you like, so consider this jade bracelet an early wedding gift for you. Once you enter the Xiao family, you'll be a member of the Xiao family. You can no longer act on your own whims; you must think twice before you act, understand?"

Halfway through her tea, Nanwu received a gift from Chen Wanru.

(End of this chapter)