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Qi Family
When Qi Zeyan and Ruan ngxi ca back, the old grandfather was sitting on the sofa, watching so legal affairs program.
"Um..." Ruan ngxi had just escorted the boss ho and was naturally preparing to leave, but as soon as she started to speak, the old man called her over to sit down for tea, "Xiaoruan, sit. You, a young girl, running around with this kid must be tiring."
He was well aware of the trouble his grandson could cause.
"Not tired." Not only was this person Qi Zeyan’s grandfather, but he was also the forr CEO of the company, and Ruan ngxi respected him from the bottom of her heart.
"Don’t be polite, sit."
With the old man’s enthusiasm, Ruan ngxi sat down, but as soon as Qi Zeyan’s rear touched the sofa, he was t with a stern shout, "Did I say you could sit?"
"Grandfather." Qi Zeyan frowned, thinking it ridiculous that the assistant might sit while he, the boss, had to stand.
"Go make Xiaoruan a cup of tea."
Ruan ngxi felt a sudden jolt in her heart, "Old Chairman, there’s no need, I..."
How could she dare to have Qi Zeyan wait on her?
"I should pour tea for her? She’s my assistant, and you’re asking to serve her?" Qi Zeyan knew his grandfather was doing it on purpose just to make things difficult for him, using Ruan ngxi as an excuse.
"It’s off-work hours now, and she’s a guest in our house. Is pouring a cup of tea for a guest too beneath you? Have you gotten so above yourself that I can’t ask this of you anymore?"
"Fine, I’ll pour the tea!" Qi Zeyan said as he entered the kitchen, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Ruan ngxi. She quickly stood up, slightly bowing, and accepted with both hands, "Thank you, boss."
"When has the Qi Family ever sunken so low as to serve guests plain water?" the old man scoffed.
"Old Chairman, I like drinking plain water." Ruan ngxi was already flattered that he had poured her water; she rarely received such treatnt at the company and quickly tried to defuse the situation for Qi Zeyan.
"Really?" The old man knew well that Ruan ngxi was this scoundrel’s assistant and it was normal for her to be fearful, "Look at how you’ve scared Xiaoruan, Zeyan."
Qi Zeyan was caught between laughter and tears, thinking it wasn’t him who frightened her; it was all the old man’s doing...
"Go on, peel an orange for Xiaoruan to calm her nerves."
"There’s no need, really," Ruan ngxi hastily waved her hands.
"If grandfather says it’ll calm your nerves, then eat," Qi Zeyan said as he peeled a small orange and passed it to her, "Here, take it."
"Thank you, boss."
Ruan ngxi’s heart was racing; if these two n were looking to stir trouble, why drag her into the middle of it?
"By the way, what did you see today at the Jiang Family’s? I heard that Jiang Zhaolin’s family had completely broken ties with them this ti."
"Is Jiang Shuyan’s leg truly beyond recovery?"
"Especially the daughter-in-law from Xiaowu’s family, she wasn’t hard, was she? I heard she even scolded Jiang Zhaolin. She’s quite formidable, isn’t she? What exactly happened?"
...
Ruan ngxi’s mouth twitched!
On their way back, the old man had made several phone calls, constantly berating Qi Zeyan for joining the commotion at the Jiang Family’s at such a ti, being too nosy, and now...
It seed that the old man... was quite nosy himself!
Apparently, that trait could be inherited.
Qi Zeyan shrugged, "I probably know as much as you do; I arrived too late and didn’t witness the specifics."
The old man frowned, "You scoundrel, skipped work all day to watch the spectacle, and ended up seeing nothing. What good are you?"
"Looking for a wife amidst the chaos, yet you’re still a step behind everyone else!"
Qi Zeyan seed to suddenly understand sothing, and smiled at him, "Grandfather, was the reason you were so eager for to return because you also wanted to know so insider information not known to outsiders?"
"Get lost, am I that kind of gossip?" The old man’s face remained unchanged, but his tone betrayed a hint of anger touched with embarrassnt.
Qi Zeyan nodded quite earnestly. The old man beside him picked up a cushion and tossed it at him, while Ruan ngxi sat nearby, watching. In fact, their grandfather-grandson relationship was excellent; it was just that her gaze, fluttering and fleeting, had landed on Qi Zeyan.
Usually in the company, she definitely kept things close to the chest, not daring to reveal a hint of emotion.
Only bla it on the Qi Family having such a good atmosphere at the ti, and it was also her first ti seeing another side of Qi Zeyan at ho. Compared to his seriousness and solemnity at work, if not for his side-parted slick hairstyle, he seed like a sunny big boy...
When you like soone, you can’t hide it in your eyes.
The Qi Family’s old man was originally bickering with Qi Zeyan, but suddenly turned his head toward her, "Xiaoruan, today..."
He had intended to say to her that keeping up with Qi Zeyan running all over the place today, and being a girl, was quite hard, suggesting she go back early to rest. However, upon seeing her gaze, his eyes lit up...
"Mr. President, do you need sothing?" Ruan ngxi suddenly returned to reality.
"His parents are not at ho tonight; stay and have dinner with ."
"I still have things to handle at the company..." Ruan ngxi had run out after answering a phone call, indeed leaving behind a pile of urgent office work to be dealt with.
"Work is never done. After dinner, I’ll have Qiqi send you ho. Rest well, and everything else can be done when you’re at work tomorrow. The boss is already playing hooky; you should also take a lazy day. After all, if the sky falls, it’s the boss who’ll hold it up."
Qi Zeyan was choked up; what an overstatent...
With the old man being excessively hospitable, Ruan ngxi found it hard to refuse. It was her first ti eating at the Qi Family’s ho, and she felt awkward just sitting and waiting for the al to be served, so she offered to cook a couple of dishes herself.
"You can cook?" The old man laughed.
"A little."
Qi Zeyan knew that Tang Wan was a great cook, having eaten her cooking himself in Pingjiang, and it was quite good. So he thought to himself, since the two won were friends, Ruan ngxi’s cooking skills should not be too bad.
The old man originally stayed in the living room watching TV, then went back to his room to rest for a bit. Qi Zeyan went upstairs to change into his loungewear. He hadn’t even reached the first floor when he heard a clanking and banging noise coming from the kitchen. He followed the noise.
Was this woman cooking, or putting on a juggling act? What a ruckus!
That scene, he would probably never forget for the rest of his life.
The kitchen was in total disarray, pots and pans thrown into the sink in a ss, a few diced tomatoes lying on the chopping board, and there were eggshells and bits of scallions scattered across the floor of various sizes.
Ruan ngxi held a spatula, staring at the sink, lost in thought.
Qi Zeyan leaned against the doorfra, raised an eyebrow at her, "Ruan ngxi—"
"Huh?" She suddenly turned around, looking perplexed.
"What are you doing? Do I have a grudge against you? Did I make things difficult for you at work that you’re coming to my house to take revenge?"
"I’m cooking!"
"Are you sure you’re not about to demolish my kitchen? You have such a clever look, yet so clumsy." Indeed, Ruan ngxi had a naturally smart appearance.
Was he complinting her?
Ruan ngxi pursed her lips and suddenly let out a laugh.
Qi Zeyan was tongue-tied; is this person a fool! She’s smiling through the scolding?
"If you don’t have the diamond, don’t take on porcelain work. If you can’t cook, what’s the fuss about?" Qi Zeyan walked over and in no ti at all, had tidied up the ss of pots and pans in the sink.
"I’ve seen Wanwan do it, it seed quite simple." Ruan ngxi didn’t expect to ss up, and it turned out to be Qi Zeyan who ca to clean up her ss, "Can you cook?"
"When I was a kid, everyone in my family was very busy, I would make sothing to eat myself."
Qi Zeyan wasn’t adept at cooking elaborate dishes, but he could manage a few ho-cooked als.
Ruan ngxi obediently stood to the side, occasionally throwing a complint or two. Having followed him for so ti, she was very clear on how to speak to make him happy, saying things like he’s talented in both literary and martial arts, that he was capable of anything, and extrely brilliant.
Qi Zeyan, getting things done with her "cheering" from the sidelines.
And he, hearing her praise, was quite pleased, tidying up the kitchen and then frying up the dishes...
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