Fang Yi was taken aback and stepped back.
Qingci chuckled, raising her head with a smile as lovely as a mist, her face gentle and captivating, and her beautiful eyes twinkling with playful laughter.
"Miss Kong, what are you doing?" Even though Fang Yi was well-informed, he was still shocked at this moment.
"It’s just kneeling. I was going to fetch your slippers," Qingci said nonchalantly.
"I can do it myself, no need to trouble yourself," Fang Yi said, feeling a bit panicky.
Initially, Fang Yi had regarded Qingci as a close confidante and respected her greatly. Apart from Shen Binnan, only Qingci could make him feel flustered.
Qingci smiled and said, "Look at the architecture here, it’s in the style of the Tang Dynasty. There was a custom of kneeling during the Tang Dynasty, and I have arranged a ’maid’ in each room to serve guests by fetching their slippers. Of course, it’s only for slippers."
Fang Yi said, "But you’re not a maid; you’re the owner."
Qingci shook her head, "You are my guest, so naturally, I should serve you, even if I am the owner."
Fang Yi was at a loss for words, but from this, it was clear that Qingci held him in high regard, something Fang Yi had not anticipated.
Seeing Fang Yi still hesitating, Qingci lifted her delicate chin, blinked her eyes, and with a mischievous sparkle said, "You wouldn’t let me keep kneeling , right? It’s uncomfortable." She pouted slightly.
Fang Yi, feeling helpless, finally extended his foot and sighed, "Get ready, my feet smell really bad."
Qingci replied, "If I faint from the smell, then you would have a chance to do something to me, right?"
Fang Yi forced a smile and said, "Miss Kong, I’m not that kind of person."
Qingci brightly smiled and said, "I know you’re not, I’m just joking."
Fang Yi, watching Qingci as she took off his shoes, felt she was like a virtuous wife, which gave him a strange feeling. He thought that if this got out, it would probably cause a huge uproar.
The prominent daughter of the Kong Family taking off shoes for a nobody like him was inherently filled with ambiguity.
However, there was nothing suggestive between them during the process.
Once his shoes were off and Qingci indicated she was done, Fang Yi lowered his foot, and Qingci stood up. However, as she stood, her body swayed slightly, and her legs seemed unsteady.
Fang Yi reached out and encircled Qingci’s slender waist, and instantly, a fragrant scent rushed into his nose.
"Miss Kong, are you alright?" Fang Yi asked softly.
A slight blush appeared on Qingci’s graceful face. Being held around the waist by Fang Yi, the masculine scent from him made her feel shy.
It’s important to note that Qingci had never been close to young men before. How could she not feel bashful being held around the waist ?
"I... I’m fine, just a bit numb in my feet," Qingci quickly said.
"Well then, let me help you over," Fang Yi said with a smile.
However, Qingci quickly shook her head, "No need, I can manage on my own."
At that moment, Fang Yi also noticed the shy blush on Qingci’s pretty face. He smiled, said "Alright," and then released her delicate, jade-like waist.
Fang Yi sat down at the tea table, and after a few moments to compose herself, Qingci walked over and sat opposite him.
There was a small object on the table, resembling a remote control. Qingci picked it up and pressed it. In about a minute, the door opened, and a woman dressed in a cheongsam walked in.
"General Manager Kong," the woman respectfully said.
"Bring us two cups of the most expensive Pu’er Tea from the shop," Qingci instructed.
"Yes," the woman in the cheongsam replied and left.
Fang Yi had heard of Pu’er Tea. Due to its geographical location and the difficulty of harvesting, it was very expensive.
Soon, the woman in the cheongsam came with the tea and a teapot, then respectfully retreated.
Fang Yi lifted the cup, took a sip, and found the taste exceptionally good, giving a rich, thick, and smooth sensation.
"Do you know that this sip just cost thousands?" Kong Qingci said.
"That expensive?" Fang Yi knew the tea was costly, but he didn’t expect that a single sip would be thousands.
Kong Qingci said with a smile, "This is aged Pu’er tea, and it’s one of those decade-old types. A gram costs hundreds, what I said about your sip costing thousands was putting it at the lowest."
Fang Yi sweated and said, "You’re not going to charge me for the tea, right? I didn’t bring any money."
Kong Qingci smiled sweetly and said, "Listen to you, we are friends, even if the tea is expensive, can it compare?"
Fang Yi said, "Miss Kong, that’s very touching. I suddenly feel like I’m being kept, don’t you think I look like a kept man?"
Kong Qingci joked, "If you want to be a kept man, I’d absolutely be the first to take care of you, but it’s a pity Shen Binnan won’t let go." She sighed softly.
That was a tricky response, Fang Yi chuckled and pretended he didn’t hear it.
"By the way, how are things with the fourth young master of the Fang Family? If you need help, just say the word, I’ll definitely help as long as I can." Kong Qingci said.
She recalled the cold, cruel way Fang Yi treated Fang Tianqi that night, shivering slightly. It was hard for her to reconcile this man with that night’s image.
"A tiger in the heart, the delicate sniffs of roses," Kong Qingci was beginning to understand that phrase.
"Miss Kong, I appreciate your kindness, but I’m still holding up," Fang Yi smiled. He didn’t want to trouble Kong Qingci.
Kong Qingci couldn’t continue this topic, and as the tea cooled a bit, she picked up the teapot to refill Fang Yi’s cup.
"By the way, Miss Kong, I wonder how well you know Song Haoyue?" Fang Yi suddenly asked.
Kong Qingci, who was holding the teapot, trembled, nearly spilling the hot water.
She sat back down, put down the teapot, and looked puzzled at Fang Yi, "Why do you ask this?"
Fang Yi smiled and said, "I’m making too many enemies in Moon City. To avoid making more, it’s better to get clear on these rich second generations and official second generations, so I can avoid them later."
Kong Qingci’s lips parted slightly in an exasperated manner, then she said, "That makes sense, you do have too many enemies in Moon City, but I’d advise you not to provoke Song Haoyue."
"Let me put it this way, you’ve seen the fourth young master of the Fang Family, you even broke his leg, and he relies on the Fang Family, so he is quite daunting. But let me tell you this, even if you provoke Fang Tianqi, it’s best not to mess with Song Haoyue."
Fang Yi was moved, not expecting Kong Qingci’s reply to be identical to Cai Qin’s.
"The scions of the four major families each select a chief to represent them, rotating every twenty-five years. Song Haoyue was one of the previous leaders in Moon City, now twenty-six, and he was the head at the time, arguably the most outstanding figure, far beyond Lin Yuanhao and Song Shicheng," Kong Qingci said.
Fang Yi nodded and said, "It does seem difficult."
Seeing Fang Yi’s indifferent attitude, Kong Qingci added, "Let me give you an example..."
However, Fang Yi shook his head and smiled, "No need, I won’t be too impulsive."
Kong Qingci slightly relieved, looked at her watch, and said, "Okay, let’s leave it at that for now, I should check if Mr. Wang has arrived."
Fang Yi was slightly taken aback, "Mr. Wang?"