420: Chapter 420 Unmoved 420: Chapter 420 Unmoved “Young man, is there any more of this dicine left?” asked an elderly man next to Mr.
Ming, his eyes shining brightly.
“No,” Qin Han decisively shook his head.
There were six other elderly n present, and if he had said there was more, probably none of them would be left out.
If that were the case, Mr.
Ming’s birthday celebration would likely have been completely overshadowed by Qin Han.
The old folks might have forgotten about Mr.
Ming’s birthday and turned their attention to Qin Han instead.
“It’s true, how could such a miraculous dicine be in abundant supply?” The flustered old man sighed regretfully.
Qin Han simply smiled and said nothing.
Although he could produce the dicine at any ti, the process was too cumberso and energy-consuming.
Having given away five and kept five, he had enough, and he really saw no need to please anyone with them.
Even though he knew that the old n sitting with Mr.
Zhang were all extrely prominent figures, he had no desire to ingratiate himself with anyone.
“Mr.
Ming, how about selling one pill?
You na the price,” another elderly man asked eagerly!
Yet another elder approached Mr.
Ming, his face ingratiating, “Mr.
Ming, do you rember that ti on the battlefield…
”
“I don’t rember!” Mr.
Ming stated bluntly.
“Damn it, Mr.
Ming, that’s an!” the elder instantly beca red-faced and furious upon hearing this.
“Exactly, Mr.
Ming, you should share the good stuff,” they chided.
The old n surrounded Mr.
Ming, pressuring him continuously, but Mr.
Ming remained unmoved, no matter what they said, responding only with two words: “Not giving!”
“What’s causing such a stir all of a sudden?” other people in the hall whispered.
“It seems that Dr.
Qin gave so dicine, and these seniors are scrambling for it,” responded soone nearby.
They avoided looking directly at the old n so as not to offend them, yet their ears were pricked up, staying focused on the situation there.
“dicine?
What kind of dicine could make these seniors lose their composure like this?” the inquirer gasped.
After all, the elderly n present had weathered countless storms and erged from battlefields; their hearts were as firm as rock.
Seeing them lose their composure over a pill was definitely curious.
Those with lesser or shallow backgrounds dared not approach, but so couldn’t restrain their curiosity and moved closer.
“Humph, Old Li, you know the value of this dicine.
Besides, it is a gift given to .
How could I just sell it?” Mr.
Ming snorted coldly.
Such a divine item could not be handed over just like that.
Old Li realized he had lost his composure, but still couldn’t help but snort coldly, thinking Mr.
Ming was too stingy.
“Old Li, don’t be angry.
Tonight, a lot of gifts have arrived.
When you leave, pick anything you like; I will not say a word.
What do you think?” Mr.
Ming said cheerily!
“Humph, taking advantage and still acting cute, can those things compare to the dicine?” Old Li scoffed, clearly undervaluing the other gifts, which of course was the plain truth.
Seeing this, Zhang Feng, who was among the crowd, turned ashen.
With the disturbance among the elders, they naturally needed to pay attention.
Upon hearing Old Li’s comnts, Zhang Feng’s expression changed.
He glanced at Qin Han, who stood there with an indifferent expression, and cursed silently, “Indeed, this guy has stolen the lilight again, and what’s more infuriating is that he’s pretending as if he doesn’t care.”
In his view, Qin Han was just putting on an act, and the most unbearable part for him was that he had previously mocked Qin Han for not bringing a gift.
Yet now, the gift Qin Han had brought outshone all others, making everyone else’s gifts look dull by comparison, which was a direct slap to his face!
Unable to restrain his anger, Zhang Feng’s fists were clenched tightly, even trembling from too much force.
Turning his gaze to Ling Yarou beside him, he noticed that this woman’s eyes, filled with admiration and love, were fixed on Qin Han!
Zhang Feng, seeing Ling Yarou’s deanor at that mont, felt even angrier in his heart.
Because Ling Yarou never looked at him with that kind of gaze, even though he ran back and forth like a dog around her, Ling Yarou still wouldn’t spare him a second glance!
Zhang Feng swore to himself in silence, “Qin Han, I will definitely kill you!”
Ling Yarou, however, was completely oblivious to Zhang Feng; she was too fond of Qin Han’s calm and unshakable deanor.
Even when facing several of the older generation, that man simply stood there with a smile, never showing any subservience or deliberately trying to please anyone.
He remained himself, unchanged by others’ statuses or positions.
In comparison, Zhang Feng was far inferior, not even close!
“You folks go ahead; I’ll sit down below for a while,” Qin Han said with a light smile, looking at the few old n still arguing.
At their age, what mattered was not anything else but who lived longer, whose health was better.
The longer one lived, the more opportunities their family would have!
Qin Han really wasn’t interested in getting involved in such matters, and since all these old n were from Beijing, Qin Han didn’t even know if any younger mbers of their families were present last ti, so he didn’t care to involve himself with anyone.
“Alright, Dr.
Qin, please feel free,” Grandpa Zhang Ming said with a smile; the porcelain bottle in his possession was tightly clutched in his embrace.
Qin Han nodded, took Song Yuwei’s hand, and left straight away; he didn’t like these kinds of gatherings, and Song Yuwei seed uncomfortable as well, seemingly tense from the mont they arrived.
Even though Song Yuwei was now the CEO of a company worth several billion, she still disliked attending such gatherings; in this respect, the couple was quite similar.
If it hadn’t been for Ming Xizhi’s insistence, Qin Han really wouldn’t have wanted to co.
From beginning to end, Qin Han didn’t like, and even sowhat despised, such gatherings, where everyone was insincere and obsequious even during a simple al.
From now on, he definitely would not readily agree to attend such gatherings.
While others might view such banquets as an honor, for Qin Han, they were a nuisance.
Perhaps this was also part of Qin Han’s charismatic charm.
Sotis people are strange in that way; the more you try to ingratiate yourself with them, the less they care about you.
Conversely, if you show no concern for them, they are more likely to seek you out!
Moreover, Qin Han really didn’t need to please anyone; if there was anyone worth pleasing, it was only Song Yuwei by his side.
The two of them passed through the crowd and walked straight to the backyard, while Ling Yarou’s eyes carried a touch of loss.
Since their arrival, Qin Han had glanced at her only once and had not looked at her again.
He hadn’t even spoken a word to her.
“Could it be that he dislikes so much that he doesn’t even want to talk to ?” Ling Yarou murmured bitterly to herself.
She wanted to greet Qin Han, but she didn’t have the courage to do so.
As for Qin Han, he had actually noticed the mournful look in Ling Yarou’s eyes.
There were already enough won around him harboring thoughts about him; he absolutely couldn’t give Ling Yarou any hope.
Fearing that Song Yuwei would notice and question him was one thing, but most importantly, he knew he could not accept anyone else.
When that’s the case, why even foster hope?
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