Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
"Third Master Fu? That’s impossible, they don’t even share the sa surna!" Li Qin was still struggling in denial.
"Yu Na, you must be mistaken. Plus, if Jiang Moxi’s uncle really were Third Master Fu, she wouldn’t need to work as a waitress at Night Color." Wang Anqi also clung to a last sliver of hope.
Because if they had offended soone else, they figured a few pleas for rcy and a pitiful act might get them off the hook.
But if they had offended Third Master Fu...
Just thinking about the thods Third Master Fu was rumored to use on people sent shivers down their spines.
But Yu Na told them:
"I’m not mistaken. It was Third Master Fu who took Jiang Moxi away yesterday, and she did indeed call him uncle. I saw it with my own eyes, how could I be wrong?"
Those words, like a thunderbolt, left their minds utterly blank.
All that echoed in their hearts was one thought: It’s over, is Jiang Moxi truly Third Master Fu’s niece?
Had they just been ridiculing Third Master Fu’s niece?
Not knowing how they might die next, and they were still dreaming of promotions?
Seeing them stunned into silence, Yu Na simply left the changing room to look for Jiang Moxi.
With more people now aware that Jiang Moxi is Third Master Fu’s niece, there would surely be many looking to use that connection to climb the ladder.
She must serve Jiang Moxi well, ahead of everyone else, and beco the first one to get promoted by currying favor with her.
What a pity, by the ti she left to chase after her, she was inford by a colleague that Jiang Moxi had already been promoted to the ninth floor.
*
anwhile, Jiang Moxi was delivering drinks to the ninth floor.
Unexpectedly, Fu Youhan was also there.
Under the dim and ambiguous light, the man’s profound and handso features stood out, exuding an extraordinary aura.
His natural regal presence made it difficult for anyone not to notice him, like the center of light and shadow.
Fu Youhan too heard the noise and looked up.
Their eyes t, and his gaze was still as deep and icy as ever, unfathomable and unpredictable.
Jiang Moxi nodded first, then shifted her gaze away.
"That piece of land at the old Chen Family estate, if you have no use for it, give it to . I’ve been thinking of opening another club recently..."
Ye Chen was chatting with Fu Youhan, his hand resting on Yu Dingding’s pale and slender shoulder.
Yu Dingding seed indifferent to this, remaining silent throughout their conversation with a smile on her face.
It wasn’t until Jiang Moxi appeared that Yu Dingding’s smile gained a few more genuine traces.
"Moxi, you’ve beco a waitress on the ninth floor?"
Having been at Night Color for a while, she knew very well how strict the rules were to beco a waitress on the ninth floor.
Now, Jiang Moxi had arrived on the ninth floor as a part-ti worker.
She must have an inseparable connection with soone here.
"Yeah, I just got transferred up today," said Jiang Moxi as she placed the drinks on the table.
"Opening a club on soone’s ancestral ho? How is that moral?"
Fu Youhan was speaking to Ye Chen, but his eyes were still fixed on Jiang Moxi.
Seeing her busily arranging the drinks without a sideways glance, he couldn’t help but take out a cigarette box.
The previous night, he had her dropped off in the suburbs to scare her.
Unexpectedly, she bravely plunged into the darkness without looking back and walked away.
If it weren’t for the trace of the Scavenger there, he might have let Chi Jing follow her to send her ho.
But he was too eager to learn about the whereabouts of Dead Ghost from the Scavenger, so he had to return to the police station first.
Regrettably, the Scavenger was worthy of being Xuanming’s man; they still lost his trail.
However, Fu Youhan felt that as long as the Scavenger was in Yan City, he would dig him out even if he had to go to great lengths.
But right now, he couldn’t quite distinguish if Jiang Moxi was still playing hard to get with him, or if she was actually angry with him...
"I’m just trying to create a unique and provocative club that stands out by its noise in silence; it’s hardly unscrupulous. The most unscrupulous person should be the one who bankrupted the Chen Family."
When Ye Chen got to the last sentence, his tone noticeably heightened a few notches.
"Take the land if you want it, and keep your nose out of everything else."
Third Master Fu had no choice but to pause his cigarette lighting, giving him a cold glance that told him to stop talking nonsense.
Ye Chen still smiled, amused by the fact that Third Master Fu kept staring at Jiang Moxi but hadn’t spoken to her yet.
So, he kissed Yu Dingding on the cheek.
"Baby, I got the land. When the new club opens, you’ll continue to be the top Oiran there. Go and light a cigarette for Third Young Master as a thank you."
Yu Dingding laughed, hiding the distaste in her eyes, and even subtly wiped her cheek with the back of her hand before standing up and walking towards Fu Youhan.
As expected, before Yu Dingding could get close, Fu Youhan said, "No need, let her co."
Yu Dingding frowned instantly, glancing at Fu Youhan, then turned her gaze onto Jiang Moxi, about to say sothing.
But Ye Chen interjected before she could speak: "Third Young Master doesn’t want you to light his cigarette, so why are you still standing there? Co back!"
Ye Chen had interacted with Yu Dingding for a few months and knew that she was quite righteous.
Especially the relationship between her and Jiang Moxi; it seed quite good.
She definitely wouldn’t want to make Jiang Moxi do these things that were beneath her.
But no one could stop what Third Young Master wanted to do.
Ye Chen didn’t want her to hit a nail...
Yu Dingding saw Jiang Moxi take the lighter from Fu Youhan, then she backed off for the ti being and returned to Ye Chen’s side.
Jiang Moxi bent over to light Fu Yehan’s cigarette.
As the distance closed, she could sll the scent of Fu Youhan’s aftershave combined with the faint sll of tobacco.
That scent involuntarily brought various intimate images of the two of them to her mind.
Her face gradually grew hot, but her hand lighting the cigarette was steady.
Yet the man, after she lit his cigarette, took a deep drag and then exhaled the smoke teasingly at her face.
Jiang Moxi choked a bit and turned around to see Fu Youhan looking at her, with a playful look in his eyes.
"I’ll take you ho when you get off work."
"No, thank you, Third Young Master."
The man was rejected, and his dark eyes narrowed again, sharp and cold.
But Jiang Moxi didn’t pay much attention, setting down the lighter and then collecting the tray before leaving the private section.
Yu Dingding watched the interaction between the two the whole ti, finding it sowhat incredible.
At that mont, Ye Chen pinched her cheek again: "Baby, go to the bar outside with your sisters and have a drink. I’ve got to talk business with Brother Han."
Yu Dingding obediently left the private section.
Once Yu Dingding was gone, Fu Youhan warned Ye Chen, "Don’t ddle."
"So it was you who asked to bring her up to the ninth floor, and now you’re telling I’m ddling?" Ye Chen asked with a hint of amusent.
Indeed, although he didn’t pick up Jiang Moxi last night, Fu Youhan still called him and asked him to transfer Jiang Moxi to the ninth floor imdiately, to avoid a repeat of yesterday’s mishaps.
Seeing Fu Youhan not responding, only focusing on his cigarette, Ye Chen asked again, "Are you serious with Jiang Moxi? What about Wangning?"
Fu Wangning, the adopted daughter of the Fu Family, was also Fu Youhan’s forr fiancée.
But that car accident changed the trajectory of their lives.
Fu Youhan was confined to a wheelchair, while Fu Wangning moved abroad to settle.
"Real or fake, it’s none of her business."
The truth was, he moved Jiang Moxi to the ninth floor just to see up close how long she would keep him dangling on a string.
Unexpectedly, he got his answer the very next day...
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