Chapter 7: She is here to break off the engagement!

Could it be that Jiang Zhe still clings to everything about the Jiang family, and even wants to use Jiang Yunxuan to get close to Gu Jiaheng?

"Let me tell you, Jiang Zhe, since you’ve gone back, just stay there. Don't let me see you again. And you are absolutely forbidden from approaching my son, otherwise..." Liang Jinlan raised her hand and swung it toward Jiang Zhe’s face.

"Stop!"

A calm, powerful voice rang out, and Liang Jinlan’s arm stopped involuntarily.

Liang Jinlan turned back, looking in surprise at the man who had spoken. He was wearing a moon-white shirt and holding a string of Buddhist prayer beads. His temperament was gentle and composed, yet he felt like a wolf temporarily restraining its aura, making her afraid to look him in the eye for a moment, her heart filled with dread.

She didn't even dare to ask a question.

Feng Ye walked over, grabbed her arm, and flung it aside.

Liang Jinlan only then reacted: "What are you doing?"

Feng Ye smiled without warmth: "Madam, this is Jinyuan, not a vegetable market, and certainly not your home."

Liang Jinlan took a deep look at Jiang Zhe. This good-for-nothing girl—who knows where she met a man like this.

Despite the various insults she was hurling at Qin Jingchen and Feng Ye in her heart, under Qin Jingchen’s gaze, which felt almost physically oppressive, Liang Jinlan didn't dare to speak again.

Jiang Zhe reached out and patted Jiang Yunxuan’s head, acting as if nothing had happened. "Go home now."

Only then did Jiang Yunxuan obediently let go of Jiang Zhe’s palm, pulling his hand back into the empty air.

Liang Jinlan, not daring to provoke these two men—one refined and one imposing—grabbed Jiang Yunxuan’s arm and forcibly dragged him away.

Before leaving, she didn't forget to give Jiang Zhe a fierce, warning glare.

"Mom, what’s wrong?" Jiang Fanyue, accompanied by Gu Jiaheng, came to meet them from a distance.

"It’s nothing, let’s go in. Master Yue will be here soon." Liang Jinlan didn't want Gu Jiaheng to know that Jiang Zhe had been there.

Wasn't Jiang Zhe here at Jinyuan specifically to see Gu Jiaheng? She wouldn't let her get her way.

When Jiang Fanyue heard that Master Yue was coming, she immediately tidied her appearance. In truth, she had already seen Jiang Zhe, and a flash of unease crossed her heart. But then she thought, Jiang Zhe had already left the Jiang family; without the status of a Jiang family heiress, coming to Jinyuan was useless.

This area was for high-end VIP boxes with excellent security measures; there was no way Jiang Zhe could break in.

...

"Little beauty, are you alright?" Feng Ye asked.

Jiang Zhe was not interested in this form of address and glanced at him slightly.

The scent of sandalwood from Qin Jingchen drifted to the tip of her nose—faint, elegant, and a reassuring, steadying scent.

However, this man was not as kind as he appeared on the surface. Jiang Zhe’s perception of danger had never been wrong.

"I'm fine. Leaving." Jiang Zhe picked up her bag and walked straight away, her figure quickly disappearing.

She didn't spare another glance at Qin Jingchen, who had been the first to help her out of the situation.

Feng Ye pouted: "Pretty arrogant, isn't she?"

Qin Jingchen’s thumb continued to click against the prayer beads, one after another, hidden ripples beneath a calm, water-like surface.

Feng Ye followed his footsteps into the corner box.

This was the best box in Jinyuan.

When Feng Ye pushed the door open and saw the people inside, he couldn't help but blurt out a familiar catchphrase: "Holy crap!"

Amidst Feng Ye’s exclamation, Jiang Zhe looked up nonchalantly, her fingers, which had been typing, pausing slightly.

Her stunning eyes happened to collide with Qin Jingchen’s calm, water-like gaze.

Jiang Yaowang and Jiang Xiruo had already stood up: "Jingchen is here?"

The two had met Qin Jingchen many years ago. Although much time had passed, they had never forgotten this young man with the alluring tear mole at the corner of his eye who loved to hold Buddhist beads.

The rhythm of the prayer beads faltered slightly.

"Grandpa Jiang, Aunt Jiang." Qin Jingchen took his seat, but his gaze remained on Jiang Zhe.

"I'll, uh, go pour everyone some water." Feng Ye immediately picked up the teapot.

"Xiao Zhe, this is Jingchen, your Grandpa Qin’s grandson. Jingchen, Xiao Zhe is the granddaughter I just found."

"Jiang Zhe." Qin Jingchen spoke her name, directed toward her.

So she had just been found; no wonder he hadn't seen her before.

Jiang Zhe put down her phone and nodded nonchalantly.

What a small world.

"My name is Qin Jingchen."

He reached out his hand toward Jiang Zhe.

His fingers were distinct, slender, and flawless, showcasing the man’s noble status.

The scent of sandalwood grew closer, hiding unknown undercurrents beneath its calm, making him impossible to fathom.

"I know, Grandpa just said so." Jiang Zhe reached out to shake his hand, then quickly pulled away.

A smile appeared on the corner of Qin Jingchen’s lips, fleeting.

Jiang Yaowang started the main topic: "Jingchen, the reason we specifically invited you here today is to talk about the marriage contract between you and Xiao Zhe."

Feng Ye had just finished pouring a round of tea; hearing about the marriage contract, he immediately said, "Grandpa Jiang, the gifts in this room were prepared by Brother Chen for Little Fox... for Xiao Zhe."

Before they arrived, the gifts had already been delivered, filling the box and taking up nearly half the room.

After he finished speaking, he felt as if he had been pierced by some kind of gaze.

He didn't think he said anything wrong, did he?

Qin Jingchen’s voice was extremely gentle: "Grandpa Jiang, since the marriage contract was decided by my grandfather and you together, I naturally cannot go against my grandfather’s dying wish. Please rest assured, I will treat this marriage well."

"Pfft!" Feng Ye spat out his tea. What happened to coming here to break off the engagement? What happened to "a forced melon is not sweet"?

People, indeed, cannot escape the trap of being swayed by beauty.

He hurriedly pulled out a tissue to wipe his mouth: "Sorry, it’s a bit hot."

Jiang Zhe’s action of drinking water also paused, a hint of interest curling at the corner of her eyes.

Jiang Yaowang rubbed his hands: "Jingchen, no, in this society, the 'orders of parents and the words of matchmakers' are no longer appropriate. You and Xiao Zhe don't know each other at all, so I think this marriage contract..."

Feng Ye almost spat out water again. So this family was actually here to break off the engagement!

This Jiang family, they were all more arrogant than the last.

"We haven't spent time together, so naturally, we aren't familiar." Qin Jingchen wore a gentle smile, very polite. "Grandpa Jiang, are you not going to give me even a single chance to get to know Jiang Zhe?"

One does not strike a smiling face. Jiang Yaowang was confused by Qin Jingchen’s attitude.

Who in the capital didn't know this master of the Qin family? He had been devoted to Buddhism since he was a child and kept his distance from women. If it weren't for the fact that the Qin family needed him to hold things together, he might have long since ignored worldly affairs.

Seeing that both Jiang Yaowang and Jiang Xiruo were hesitant, Qin Jingchen curled his lips slightly, his demeanor gentle: "Grandpa Jiang, do you have some objection to me?"

Of course, Jiang Yaowang had no objections. The Qin family was the number one aristocratic family in the capital of the Dragon Empire, and Qin Jingchen was a man of talent and appearance, with no one in the entire Dragon Empire to surpass him.

Yet, this man, a dragon among men, was actually good-naturedly asking to keep the marriage contract, as if saying, "Tell me where I am lacking, and I will change."

How could Jiang Yaowang be dissatisfied with Qin Jingchen?

It was just that... Jiang Yaowang looked at Jiang Zhe.