Chapter Fifty-One [You Are a Very Good Person]
President Fang drove with Assistant Yan to the villa district, and the car stopped in front of Chen Yan’s house. After Assistant Yan went up and rang the doorbell, it didn’t take long for the gate to be pulled open from the inside, revealing a small, thin old man.
Both President Fang and Assistant Yan were taken aback.
The old man before them was shorter than most people, extremely skinny, with bean-like eyes and a flat nose. How to describe his appearance... looking like he was always pulling his head back into his body.
He wore a traditional mandarin jacket, which would usually add some air of sophistication to an elderly person, but on him, it just looked awkward and out of place.
"Who are you people?" The old turtle, now named Gui Geng, asked in a formal, measured tone.
President Fang remained silent, and Assistant Yan quickly responded politely, "We are here to visit Mr. Chen Yan."
"Oh, the young master’s guests." Gui Geng shook his head in a way that made him look even more turtle-like, and said slowly, "The young master is not at home, he went out for some business."
Both President Fang and Assistant Yan were stunned by this address.
In today’s society, aside from those truly wealthy families, who still uses such titles?
"Sir, are you... Mr. Chen Yan’s elder?" Assistant Yan cautiously asked.
"I wouldn’t dare, I’m just a butler." Gui Geng shook his head.
So, this Teacher Xiao Chen, he’s not an ordinary person after all, having a young master title and a butler.
President Fang glanced at Assistant Yan, who subtly shook his head to indicate that there was no one the last time he visited the house.
Even though Gui Geng was a Turtle Cultivator, he still seemed to play the part of a butler quite well. He cleared his throat and said, "Since you are the young master’s guests, please come in and sit down. Although the young master is not at home, the main mistress is here."
A main mistress too? This implies that Teacher Xiao Chen’s mother is here?
The title of "main mistress" left both President Fang and Assistant Yan confused.
President Fang quickly smiled and said, "Since an elder is at home, it is only proper for us to pay our respects according to etiquette."
Gui Geng opened the door and stepped aside, allowing President Fang to limp inside. Assistant Yan asked Gui Geng to open the gate wider so they could back the car in. Meanwhile, he directed the driver to unload the New Year gifts from the car.
President Fang followed Gui Geng through the courtyard and to the villa’s main entrance.
As soon as the door opened, from the position in the hallway, he saw a slender figure sitting on the living room sofa.
President Fang was taken aback.
Gui Geng walked in, the old man smilingly saying, "Mistress, there are visitors, friends of Young Master Chen Yan."
Gu Qingyi turned her head and cast a gaze at President Fang standing at the door. Her eyes flashed with a trace of nervousness for no apparent reason.
The girl was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, holding a bowl of instant noodles in her left hand and chopsticks in her right. Her large, watery eyes were staring wide at President Fang as he walked in.
President Fang froze.
It wasn’t because he had any inappropriate thoughts, but rather...
This is the mistress?!
President Fang might not have had much schooling, but over the years, he’s had contact with quite a few mystical sect practitioners who prefer traditional titles, so he at least knew something about these terms.
The girl in front of him, as the "main mistress"?
Considering the girl’s age, if she were truly capable of giving birth to someone like Chen Yan...
It would be a challenge to human biology!
If this girl were Chen Yan’s wife, she should be the "young madam," not the "main mistress."
With his thoughts running wild, President Fang, otherwise a shrewd man, forgot what he was going to say for a moment.
Gu Qingyi "slurped" a mouthful of noodles into her mouth, then stretched her neck to swallow them. She quickly put down the bowl and chopsticks and took a deep breath.
The young girl feigned composure and said, "So, you’re Mr. Chen Yan’s guest? Please come in."
The words brought President Fang back to reality, and he smiled awkwardly before stepping into the living room.
Gu Qingyi sat on the sofa, staring wide-eyed at President Fang, then secretly tucked her legs down and sat properly.
If it were before, back when she was in an internet café, no matter how many people she saw daily, she wouldn’t have cared. But at this moment... her identity was a bit awkward.
Because... this time, she was someone else’s consort mother now.
So, how should a consort mother talk and act?
How should I introduce myself?
Young Lady Gu was at a loss too.
Clearing her throat, Gu Qingyi feigned composure as she glanced at Gui Geng, "Go, make some tea."
President Fang’s mind stirred. Such a sweet voice — but why did she sound like she had an accent from the Three Eastern States?
Gui Geng was briefly stunned too.
I just learned how to use a vacuum cleaner today.
Making tea... I don’t know how!
"No need, no need, don’t trouble yourself. I’ll just sit for a bit and then I’ll be on my way."
President Fang quickly waved his hand, sitting down on the sofa. He looked at Gu Qingyi and, calming down, he found this young lady quite stunning, even by his standards.
A girl would indeed make a good match with the capable Teacher Xiao Chen... but... what’s up with calling her the main mistress?
Are young people nowadays so unconventional?
Or is this just part of a game?
President Fang’s mind was racing, but of course, he couldn’t voice any of this — if he did, he likely wouldn’t live to walk out of this villa today.
"So, um... My surname is Fang. I’m a friend of Mr. Chen Yan. He has helped me with some matters before. Since the New Year is approaching, I brought some gifts." President Fang smiled. "A token of appreciation, please don’t..."
"Alright, Gui Geng, please bring them in."
President Fang hadn’t even finished his polite speech.
Uh... she’s quite straightforward?