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Chapter 9: Are you playing it safe?

The people in the distance only saw a blurry profile. Even if they couldn't see the whole face clearly, they could imagine how noble and unparalleled he was, how high and mighty he was, and how he easily surpassed everyone else.

At that moment, everyone in the field seemed to have become his foil.

It seemed that someone in the crowd knew Quan Shijin's identity.

"That person seems to be Quan Shijin, the third young master of the Quan family who just returned to the country recently."

The Quan family has produced many outstanding people in this generation.

The eldest brother is in politics and the second brother is in the army. They are from noble families and no one can match them.

Everyone has always been very curious about the third young master who was secretly hidden by the Quan family. At one point, everyone thought that the third young master was sick or could not be seen in public for some other reason. But now that they have seen it with their own eyes, it seems that this is not the case.

With just such a quick glance, everyone felt a surge of pressure.

It turns out that no one in the Quan family is a simple person.

Wen Ruoci also looked over, but the person she was looking at was not Quan Shijin, but Song Shao who was sitting opposite Quan Shijin.

Quan Shijin completely ignored the commotion of the people below.

He picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip, and put it down.

Song Chao looked at him, "Don't like it?"

Quan Shijin said in a cold tone, "The taste is not right, the tea maker's skills are not very good."

Song Chao picked it up and took a sip. If he were asked to describe it, he would still give it full marks.

There's no way the owner of the auction house would have the courage to just hire a tea waiter to serve here.

I just don’t know why it doesn’t appeal to Quan Shijin.

He took a few more sips, and seeing that Quan Shijin hadn't moved from beginning to end, he put down his teacup.

Quan Shijin didn't drink the tea, and his eyes were always on the meeting room downstairs.

Song Chao followed his gaze and found that what he was looking at was not an auction item, but Wen Ruoci.

He suddenly thought of what Quan Shijin said at the door of the auction house, and couldn't help but frown.

He was a little confused about what Quan Shijin meant.

Given his identity, it is impossible and he should not have any feelings for Wen Ruoci.

At this moment, he noticed a gaze, and he looked over, and his gaze collided with Wen Ruoci's.

He suddenly smiled, reached out to call the waiter, and whispered a few words in his ear.

The waiter responded and went down to Wen Ruoci's side. He bent down and whispered in her ear, "Miss Wen, Master Song in the attic invites you to come over."

Wen Ruoci lowered her eyes, not understanding why Song Chao invited her over, but she couldn't back down.

She stood up and whispered to Li Fei who was sitting next to her, "Fei Fei, wait for me here. I'll be back soon."

Li Fei was puzzled. "Where are you going? The auction is about to start."

Wen Ruoci, "Don't ask me for now. Remember to keep an eye on the painting for me later."

Li Fei was helpless. "Okay, I got it. Come back soon."

Wen Ruoci followed the waiter to the top floor and pushed the door open.

She saw Quan Shijin and Song Chao sitting there.

She had mixed feelings about seeing Quan Shijin, but she herself didn't realize it. When she saw Quan Shijin, she smiled unconsciously and walked over to call out,
"Master Quan."

Quan Shijin, who had been silent until now, looked over. There was no expression on his face, no joy or anger to be seen. He was just as calm as a nobleman.

"You sent her here?"

Song Chao nodded, "You don't dislike the tea-making skills of the tea waiter here. I think you like the tea made by Miss Wen, so I asked her to come over."

Quan Shijin said nothing more.

Song Chao looked at Wen Ruoci with a fake smile, "Miss Wen, please."

Whether Song Chao really wanted her to make tea, or Song Chao deliberately tormented her, she really had to make tea today. After all, Xiaoyou's life was still in Song Chao's hands.

She glanced at a set of tea-making utensils on the table nearby and walked over.

The auction downstairs has already started.

Wen Ruoci had no interest in these things and didn't care about them at all. All her attention was on making tea.

Start boiling water, washing tea leaves, and brewing tea.

She has her own way of making tea.

After brewing, he walked over with the teacup, poured a cup for Quan Shijin, and placed it in front of him.

Then she also poured a glass for Song Chao.

Quan Shijin picked up the teacup and took a sip without saying anything. However, she felt a little uneasy inexplicably.

Song Chao also picked it up and took a sip, raising his eyebrows slightly. The taste was indeed much better than the one brewed by the tea waiter.

He couldn't imagine that Wen Ruoci had this skill. He almost suspected that Quan Shijin looked at Wen Ruoci a few more times because he was attracted by her tea-making skills.

He smiled and asked, "Miss Wen is the eldest daughter of the Wen family after all. When did you learn the art of making tea when you have never done any housework?"

Wen Ruoci said calmly, "Oh, I learned how to make tea purely to please Grandpa."

"grandfather?"

Song Chao was thinking about these two people, and suddenly the smile on his lips widened a little, "Miss Wen, are you kidding me? If I remember correctly, the old man of the Wen family died a long time ago, and you should have never met him. Who are you trying to fool in order to please grandpa?"

She never thought that Song Chao actually knew that the old man of the Wen family had died a long time ago.

The hand holding the cup shook uncontrollably and almost dropped it.

Quan Shijin's eyes fell on her. The mist in the teacup soaked his eyes, as if he couldn't see clearly. He said in a calm voice, "Enough."

Song Chao looked over. The man was the same as usual, with no special emotions. However, he was sitting opposite Quan Shijin, and he could still easily feel that Quan Shijin seemed angry.

He put the cup down slowly.

It's really rare.

His fingers tapped the table unconsciously with his eyes lowered. Although he couldn't guess what Quan Shijin was thinking of Wen Ruoci, he was sure that Quan Shijin definitely had some feelings for Wen Ruoci.

Wen Ruoci didn't say anything else, just stood beside the two of them, refilling whoever's cup was empty.

Not sure if it was because she didn’t have breakfast or because the atmosphere in the attic was too cramped, but Wen Ruoci actually felt a dull pain in her stomach. Once she started to feel the pain, it was like the Yellow River bursting its banks. She couldn’t stand the pain and uncontrollably covered her stomach with her hands.

Quan Shijin noticed her strangeness and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I……"

Before she could even say that she had a stomachache, she fell uncontrollably towards Quan Shijin.

Almost subconsciously, Quan Shijin reached out to catch her, and Wen Ruoci fell right into his arms.

It was the first time that he saw her so upset. Her eyebrows were twisted into a ball. Quan Shijin frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Leaning in Quan Shijin's arms, Wen Ruoci subconsciously felt that it was not appropriate and wanted to push him away, "I'm fine."

As she said this, she wanted to leave the attic as quickly as possible, but after taking two steps, the cramps came again, even more violently. She wanted to hold on to the man beside her, but fortunately her reason was not completely gone, and she subconsciously held on to the table beside her.

After pausing for three seconds, she was about to leave, but before she could take a step, she fell straight down again.

Song Chao watched in shock as Wen Ruoci, after some hesitation, fell weakly into Quan Shijin's arms.

He finally understood how she had taken advantage of Young Master He.

Of course, what shocked him even more was that Quan Shijin not only did not push her away, but instead hugged her and quickly left the attic.

After pausing for three seconds, he decided to chase after him immediately.

　The male protagonist stares at his wife every day

　　
　
(End of this chapter)