After four years of living alone after marrying far away, he went back to his parents' home and

"Xu Qing? Who is Xu Qing?"

When Liu Zhiyuan heard the name, the unfamiliarity and confusion on his face didn't seem feigned.

"You don't know Xu Qing?" His question confused Lan Yujuan as well.

"Isn't the person who went to all that trouble to bring you back from Africa and then put you in the Xu Group named Xu Qing?"

Lan Yujuan really couldn't think of anyone else besides Xu Qing who could be involved in this ridiculous matter.

Although Liu Zhiyuan is indeed quite skilled in his professional field.

But it's definitely not so rare that people would go to great lengths to bring him back from Africa just because of this.

Otherwise, he would have been poached by other companies in the same industry long before he went abroad, instead of being forced to leave his homeland with no other options.

Liu Zhiyuan, holding his phone in one hand and with the other in his pocket, stood to the side, frowning, and said:

"I really don't know or have ever heard of this Xu Qing you're talking about."

"I'm not afraid to tell you, you're also very familiar with the person who brought me back from Africa."

"His name is Xu Ze. He's not only an alumnus of our school, but also a graduate of the same year as us."

"The Xu Group in Beijing is the business of the Xu family."

"Now General Manager Xu has been transferred to Xiangnan, mainly responsible for managing the branch here and expanding the market. He is now my superior."

When Lan Yujuan heard the news, she almost didn't react.

"Xu Ze? He's from the Xu Group?"

Xu Ze? Xu Qing? How come she never thought of that before!

That's right, she had never really cared about Xu Ze before.

Her understanding of Xu Ze was limited to hearsay from her university days; she knew he was a rich second-generation heir whose family was well-off.

But Beijing is such a big city, who would have thought that it would be such a coincidence that Xu Ze and Xu Qing, two people who are completely unrelated, would actually be from the same family?

"Are you free? I'd like to invite you to lunch." Liu Zhiyuan said slowly as he approached, his hands in his pockets.

It seems he's accepted the money he spent on coffee earlier.

"I'm busy."

Lan Yujuan refused outright, picked up her lemonade, and prepared to go upstairs, explaining as she went:

"You can eat by yourselves in a bit, don't wait for me."

Lan Qingqing quickly said, "Sister, how can you not eat?"

"Wait a moment, I'll bring your lunch upstairs."

Lan Yujuan smiled and nodded, "Okay, that works too."

Seeing that she was about to go upstairs, Liu Zhiyuan took a few steps forward and tried to grab her wrist.

"Lan Yujuan, wait a minute!"

Before the hem of her clothes even touched her wrist, her wrist was slapped away.

"Get your dirty hands off me!"

"What's wrong? You came in for a coffee, and you're trying to be a scoundrel?"

"Now that the bill's been paid, get out of here! If you dare bother my sister again, I'll call the police and have you arrested! You scumbag!"

Liu Zhiyuan rubbed his wrist in pain, his already tanned face now appearing even darker.

"Lan Qingqing?"

"I remember Yujuan is an only child. When did she get a younger sister? I've never heard of it before."

"Does she often speak ill of me in front of you? There must be some misunderstanding!"

Lan Qingqing, holding a broom, swept the people out of the shop while saying with a forced smile:

"Yes! It's a misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"

"It's a misunderstanding that you committed marriage fraud and didn't give a bride price!"

"It's a misunderstanding that you haven't taken her to your parents' home in four years of marriage!"

"You earn a million a year, keep a mistress in Beijing, yet you only give my sister 500 yuan a month for groceries. It's a misunderstanding that you leave her in our rural hometown to take care of the children and manage the whole family!"

"I've seen despicable people, I've seen scum, but a beast as despicable, scum, and wicked as you has truly opened my eyes!"

"Now that you're divorced, you still have the nerve to cling to my sister and pester her?"

"Hey Liu, let me tell you! If you dare come to this store and cause trouble again, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Lan Qingqing swept him to the doorway, then pushed him forcefully, sending him straight outside.

Liu Zhiyuan staggered back several steps before barely regaining his balance. He was furious, his face flushed red, and he said:

"You're opening this shop to do business, and I'm a customer when I walk in. What right do you have to kick me out?"

"Ha, I'm really going to say it right now!"

"I'm not only coming today, I'm coming tomorrow! I'll come every day from now on! Let's see what you can do about it!"

Lan Qingqing laughed in anger, immediately put her hands on her hips, blocked the shop entrance, and pointed a broom at Liu Zhiyuan's face, saying:

"Trash! Go ahead and try!"

"I wouldn't mind finding a storyteller to turn all the awful things you've done into jokes and promote them for you in a coffee shop."

"Then record it as a video and send it to all your classmate groups, alumni groups, work groups, social media platforms, etc.!"

"Then we'll see if my sister gets annoyed first, or if you die of frustration first!"

"Anyway, I have nothing to lose, so I'm not afraid of anyone. I only make three to five thousand a month, why would I be afraid of someone who earns a million a year?"

"Fine, I'll quit my barista job and spend my whole life playing with you!"

"My sister is soft-hearted, but I, Lan Qingqing, am not made of clay!"

Lan Qingqing's fiery temper is well-known among the coffee shop's regular customers.

The last time she chased and yelled at someone like this was when a guy harassed her at the bar under the guise of having coffee.

This time, it was even worse.

Customers in the lobby on the first floor, as well as those sitting under the parasols at the entrance of the coffee shop, all watched the spectacle with curiosity.

Liu Zhiyuan was thoroughly humiliated by the scolding, but finally couldn't take it anymore. His hands trembled with anger, and he pointed at Lan Qingqing, uttering the following words:

"You, with such a sharp tongue, you'll never get married!"

When Lan Qingqing heard that he dared to talk back, she threw the broom in her hand directly at Liu Zhiyuan's head.

Liu Zhiyuan was also pragmatic; after saying those words, he turned and ran.

The broom that was heading for the back of his head only grazed his heel before falling, without hurting him in the slightest.

Lan Qingqing watched the fleeing figure and felt a sense of relief wash over her.

She clapped her hands, scratched the tip of her nose with her other hand, and said nonchalantly:

"Hmph, you dare to curse me to never get married?"

"You talk as if marriage is some kind of wonderful thing!"

"I'd love to never get married!"

Just as Lan Qingqing was still enjoying herself, a figure carrying a guitar walked towards the coffee shop from not far away, just passing by Liu Zhiyuan who was fleeing in panic.

"Look, Brother Feng is here!"

Before Lan Qingqing noticed, a regular customer of the coffee shop had already spotted the disheveled figure.

Lin Feng stopped at the entrance of the coffee shop, then stared blankly at the broom beside his feet.

He had just bent down to pick up the broom when he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Lan Qingqing was standing not far away, hands on her hips, still angry.

"What's wrong?"

"Who's so blind as to mess with our Qingqing?"

Lin Feng chuckled and teased as he picked up a broom, walked over, and handed it to him.

Lan Qingqing took the broom, glared at Lin Feng with annoyance, and said, "Hmph, all men are the same!"

After saying that, he turned and walked into the store, leaving Lin Feng standing at the door.

Lin Feng innocently touched his nose, feeling that he had been scolded for no reason.

"Huh? I picked up the wrong broom for you?"

Just then, a regular customer came out of the store and witnessed the whole farce.

So, as he passed by Lin Feng, he leaned closer and whispered a few words of explanation:

"Brother Feng, please don't take it to heart."

"This morning, Qingqing's ex-brother-in-law secretly came to the store and waited for half a day, just to harass Boss Lan."

"I heard that guy was a total scumbag. Qingqing was so angry that she yelled at him and kicked him out of the house."

After hearing this, Lin Feng even turned around to look at the road he had just come from.

"I knew it! That guy was just having coffee, why was he stumbling and running so fast, like he was being chased by a ghost?"

"So, you were feeling guilty after doing something wrong!"

"But what does this have to do with me? I'm completely innocent!"

The regular customer didn't say much, just patted Lin Feng's arm and smiled:

"Brother Feng knows Qingqing's temper all too well. She's such a kind and hardworking girl, please be understanding!"

After saying that, the regular customer took his girlfriend's hand and left.

Lin Feng, carrying his guitar, scratched his head and finally pushed open the door to the coffee shop.

He walked to his usual spot, put his things down, and then took his thermos to the bar.

Then, he handed his thermos to Lan Qingqing.

"Qingqing, could you get me a glass of hot water?"

Lan Qingqing was washing something behind the bar when she heard the sound. Without stopping or even looking up, she refused directly:

"I'm busy!"

"Boil your own water and pour it yourself."

Qi Lei, who was boiling water nearby to make coffee, quickly chimed in with a smile:

"Brother Feng, give me your cup, I'll pour it for you!"

Unexpectedly, Lin Feng withdrew his hand, took the thermos, and crawled behind the bar.

Then, while secretly observing Lan Qingqing's expression, he calmly said:

"No need, I can do it myself."

Qi Lei silently withdrew his outstretched hand.

However, his gaze began to wander intentionally or unintentionally between Lan Qingqing and Lin Feng.

These two seem a bit off.