Chapter 111: One hundred eleven, one of each please. Chapter 111: One hundred eleven, one of each please. Yushen glanced at Song Yan Ning holding his hand, a slow smile spreading across his lips. This was the first ti she had taken the initiative to hold his hand.
Qu Lingfeng and the others followed and eyed Song Yan Ning with curiosity. Could she really only be six or seven years old? How could a child of six or seven know such a life-saving thod? And to calmly instruct like that?
Zhou Jiyou walked up to Song Yan Ning. “Xiao Ning, do you know dical skills?” Her codena in the Emperor Realm was ‘Doctor’, and they had asked her before why she chose that codena—she said she liked the profession of a doctor.
“I know a little,” Song Yan Ning nodded.
“Who taught you?” Qu Lingfeng asked curiously. Song Yan Ning had surprised him during the go-kart race before, and now even more so. Although Yushen was the one who saved the child just now, without Song Yan Ning’s guidance, Yushen couldn’t have saved the child. No wonder Yushen treated her so specially—she indeed was special.
Song Yan Ning smiled faintly, “My grandfather.”
“Your grandfather is a doctor?” Qu Lingfeng was very curious about Song Yan Ning and wanted to know more about her.
“He’s retired now,” Song Yan Ning nodded.
“Oh!” Everyone understood. No wonder Song Yan Ning knew dical skills.
The child’s mother held her child and cried for a long ti, only then rembering to thank Song Yan Ning and Yushen. When she looked up, she found that Song Yan Ning and Yushen had already disappeared. She felt a bit guilty, but even more grateful to Song Yan Ning and Yushen; without them stepping in to save her child, her child might not have been saved.
Song Yan Ning and the group arrived at a famous roast duck restaurant in Beijing. To dine there without a reservation was nearly impossible. However, Yushen and his companions had elite status, so the restaurant’s manager specially arranged a private room for them that was rarely open to other patrons.
“Xiao Ning, what would you like to order?” Yushen placed the nu in front of Song Yan Ning.
Song Yan Ning flipped through the nu, glanced at it, and pushed the nu back to Yushen, “You order.”
Yushen nodded, quickly scanned the nu, and said to the waiter nearby, “Bring one of each of your specialty dishes.” He wasn’t really fond of ordering either.
The waiter smiled and nodded, “Of course! What beverages would you like?” The manager had specifically instructed her to take good care of them—they might all be children, but they were not from ordinary families. The waiter understood this without being told; after all, ordinary people couldn’t enter this private room.
Yushen turned to look at Song Yan Ning, who smiled, “I’m fine with anything.”
“Then bring one of everything,” Yushen said.
After the waiter left, Qu Lingfeng gave Yushen a disdainful look, “You’re really ruthless.”
“Fair wager, fair play,” Yushen picked up the teapot and cleaned Song Yan Ning’s bowl, plate, and chopsticks in front of her.
“What’s going on?” Ye Qi and Fang Jingxing curiously looked towards Qu Lingfeng.
“I and Jiyou lost to Yushen and Song Yan Ning in a go-kart race,” Qu Lingfeng said sullenly. He didn’t need to say it, Ye Qi and the others would find out sooner or later.
“Losing to Yushen is pretty normal, isn’t it? He’s just a freak,” Ye Qi said with a smile, looking at Qin Yushen. Yushen was truly ticulous with Song Yan Ning, not only wiping her hands for her but also cleaning her teacup for her.
This side of Yushen was new to him; if he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would have never believed that one day Yushen would treat a girl, especially one who wasn’t pretty, like this. Perhaps Yushen saw her as a little sister, and that was why he took such good care of her—after all, Song Yan Ning was indeed quite young. Otherwise, Yushen wouldn’t likely take her to the amusent park.
“It wasn’t just Mr. Qin that we lost to, but also Xiao Ning,” Zhou Jiyou said, looking towards Song Yan Ning with eyes full of admiration. The captain is indeed impressive.
“You guys were letting them win, right?” Ye Qi looked at Qu Lingfeng suspiciously. He could believe losing to Yushen, but losing to Song Yan Ning was out of the question. He was well aware of Ling Feng’s racing skills. At least, he was no match for him.
“I would like to let them win, but that would have to be possible,” Qu Lingfeng said, shaking his head grimly. Song Yan Ning’s racing skills were almost on par with Yushen’s.
“So you really lost?” Ye Qi still found it hard to believe. But considering Qu Lingfeng’s deanor, it seed he wasn’t joking.
Qu Lingfeng nodded, “Her racing skills are almost as good as Yushen’s, otherwise, I wouldn’t be footing the bill for today’s expenses.” Although the money was nothing to him, losing to such a young child, and a girl at that, did hit him hard.
Fang Jingxing sized up Song Yan Ning, thinking of how she had kept her cool when she saw the child’s life in danger just earlier, and suddenly rembered sothing, “Do you know Fang Junyu?”
“Mm,” Song Yan Ning gave a small nod.
“And your grandfather is?” In his heart, Fang Jingxing already had his answer. So days ago, his older cousin had taken their grandfather out for a trip, and he suddenly fell ill on the train. Luckily, they encountered a Divine Doctor who saved him in the nick of ti. The cousin told him that the Divine Doctor’s dical skill was extraordinary, simply massaging their grandfather a few tis, and he was fine. This Divine Doctor also had a granddaughter, young yet with incredible dical skill. It was said that she had also helped Yushen’s grandmother with her illness.
“Yang Lisheng,” once Song Yan Ning heard Fang Jingxing ntion Fang Junyu and thought of their shared surna, she knew they must be related.
“I’m Fang Junyu’s cousin; thank you for your grandfather saving my grandpa that day. May I et your grandfather?” Fang Jingxing looked at Song Yan Ning with expectancy. He had always wanted to personally thank the Divine Doctor who had saved his grandpa, and to his surprise, he t his granddaughter today.
Song Yan Ning offered a slight smile, “Your grandpa has already thanked him in person.”
“It’s not the sa; I want to thank your grandfather personally.” If it hadn’t been for Song Yan Ning’s grandfather saving his, the Fang Family would have been in chaos by now. In a family like theirs, although they seed harmonious on the surface, the internal struggles for succession were ceaseless, with everyone vying to beco the next Family Head.
“I’ll talk to my grandfather when I get back,” Song Yan Ning picked up her tea and took a sip, noting that the tea which had been a bit hot earlier was now at a comfortable temperature, and she glanced at Qin Yu. He was the only one present who could cool down the tea so quickly.
Qin Yushen gave a slight smile, as if to acknowledge it.
“Thank you!” Fang Jingxing’s lips curved into a clean and sunny smile.
Song Yan Ning smiled and shook her head. There was a magic in Fang Jingxing’s smile that made one unwittingly imrse themselves in it. Compared to Qin Yu, the enchanting one, they each had their own charm.
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