Chen Yan was a bit curious. The houses in this neighborhood sold so well? Didn’t they say the real estate market was down?
But it was just a bit of curiosity, so Chen Yan took another look and turned back to his own home.
As he entered the yard, he saw Gu Qingyi’s familiar figure, as usual, leaning on a chair, basking in the sun in the garden.
Young Lady Gu squinted her eyes, looking like she was dozing, but as soon as Chen Yan opened the yard door, she opened her eyes and looked around.
"Hmm." Chen Yan responded casually, walked over and tossed a bag of roasted sweet potatoes into Gu Qingyi’s lap, and said offhandedly, "Just out of the oven. The outside isn’t hot anymore, but the inside definitely is. Be careful when you eat it."
Gu Qingyi took it with wide eyes, looked at the sweet potato in her hand twice, and gently broke it open.
The golden-red flesh released a sweet aroma.
Gu Qingyi couldn’t help but swallow and took a bite, her eyes lighting up.
She leaned back in the chair and ate the entire sweet potato in one go before standing up, smiling and carrying the bag into the house.
Chen Yan was standing by a wall cabinet in the living room, looking at something.
"What are you looking at?"
"Finding a place for my father’s plaque," Chen Yan sighed and patted the plaque wrapped in yellow linen in his hand. "There’s still quite a few days until the Nether Marriage. The plaque needs to be displayed, can’t just toss it into any drawer."
"That’s true. Though Chen Jue’s reputation is infamous, he’s still your father," Gu Qingyi nodded seriously.
Chen Yan rolled his eyes at Gu Qingyi. "You call him infamous, is he my father or your husband?"
There was originally an empty space on the wall for a cabinet with a few decorative items on it.
Chen Yan and Gu Qingyi emptied it, making room to place Chen Jue’s plaque neatly in the center.
"Isn’t something missing, like an incense burner?" Chen Yan asked casually.
Gu Qingyi glared. "You’re asking me?"
"As if I’ve ever had a dead husband."
Gu Qingyi retorted, "I’ve never lost a father either!"
The twenty-two-year-old son and the twenty-one-year-old consort mother stared at each other.
After dialing the phone, President Fang coldly said as soon as the call was connected, "Is this how you handle things?"
On the other end, Chu Keqing remained silent for a while before slowly responding, "Boss Fang, it’s not..."
"Don’t waste words with me! I planned not to pursue the matter out of consideration for you, but it’s your side that’s playing dirty!
I hired an expert, so what? You have a problem, come at me!
I’ve spent so much money in Jinling over the years!
I’m not made of clay! If you really want to fight, let’s set our cards on the table! Let’s see if I’m afraid of you!
Why did you go to Teacher Xiao Chen? Come at me! I asked Teacher Xiao Chen to handle things!"
President Fang’s anger surged, and he became increasingly rude. Previously, he would refer to Elder Zi with respect, but now he just bluntly called him "Chu".
On the other end, Chu Keqing wasn’t angry, waiting quietly until President Fang finished his tirade before calmly responding, "President Fang, the fault lies with me. Give me two hours. In two hours, I’ll come and apologize in person."
After saying that, the woman hung up the phone.
President Fang was taken aback.
When Chu Keqing said two hours, she meant it.
President Fang watched the time. About an hour and fifty minutes after he made the call, Assistant Yan knocked on his office door and entered.
"Boss, Elder Zi is here to see you."
President Fang frowned and snorted, "Let her in."
This time, President Fang didn’t get up. He leaned back slightly in his chair, eyes fixed on Chu Keqing as she walked in from outside.
This woman... seemed a bit off?
President Fang was a seasoned businessman. At first glance, he noticed something wasn’t right.
Usually, Chu Keqing exudes a calm and composed demeanor, like still waters.
But today, there was a hint of anxiety in her expression, making her seem unsettled.
Though she tried her best to control it, she had the look of someone rushing for a train and running late.
Chu Keqing entered without posturing, walking directly to President Fang’s desk and taking out a bank draft from her bag, placing it lightly on his desk.
"President Fang, I’ve sorted things out. It’s Luo Qing who’s reneging and being unruly.
I brought money. I doubled the amount from last time.
A token of apology, hoping President Fang can overlook my mistakes. All the fault lies with me for failing to restrain my senior brother."
After speaking, Chu Keqing took a step back and slightly bowed, a modest gesture towards President Fang.
President Fang: "..."
This woman... Did something big happen?
Why did she surrender so easily?
In Jinling Prefecture, the name Elder Zi commands respect! She associates with many dignitaries and possesses remarkable Mystical Sect skills. When has she ever been this submissive?
She must have hit a wall with Teacher Xiao Chen today...
President Fang’s thoughts raced, quickly deducing the possibility: she definitely encountered problems with Teacher Xiao Chen!
Despite her pliant stance, her demeanor disoriented President Fang, who had intended to continue the confrontation.
Suppressing his emotions, he muttered, "Luo Qing offended me, and I hired an expert to deal with him. If you want to fight, come at me."
"It’s entirely my fault," Chu Keqing shook her head, readily admitting, "Compensation and apology, I will do them without hesitation. If President Fang still isn’t satisfied, just say the word, and I’ll do my best."
Seeing this woman must have had a tough time with Teacher Xiao Chen...
President Fang’s eyes darted around before he added, "Our issue ends here. If you compensate and apologize on behalf of Luo Qing, that’s sufficient for me.
But how do you plan to deal with Luo Qing?"
Chu Keqing slowly took out her phone from her bag, opened the photo album, and placed it in front of President Fang.
President Fang’s expression changed upon seeing the screen.
On the phone screen was a photo.
Luo Qing lay on the ground, his face twisted in pain—both his legs were bent at unnatural angles!
"Luo Qing’s legs are broken. He broke one of yours, so I broke both of his."
Chu Keqing’s tone was calm, "I did it myself, just before coming."
This woman is ruthless... President Fang raised his eyebrows.
What more could he say?
She’s apologized, compensated, and broken legs.
She did everything possible. To pursue further would mean asking for Luo Qing’s life?
That wouldn’t be necessary.
"All matters, including today’s, were our fault." Chu Keqing’s tone softened a bit, "I hope President Fang can be magnanimous.
Also, please relay to Senior Chen that my actions were reckless and now I just wish to mend things..."
Chu Keqing sighed, then nodded, "That’s all I have to say. Goodbye, President Fang."
Not waiting for President Fang’s shocked response, she turned and left.
She exited President Fang’s company, went downstairs, and got into a car.
Her female assistant, who was driving, turned and asked softly, "Elder Zi, where to now?"
"Those three who beat up Luo Qing run an internet cafe, right? Let’s go there!"
[Dear readers, stop saying it’s too short.
The public version updates twice a day, totaling seven to eight thousand words, not short at all.
Which author releases excessive updates in the public version? The platform doesn’t allow it either.]