Chapter 167: Chapter 167 It’s nothing important, just stealing her fiancé
Jiang Leyi followed Chu Muxi’s gaze and soon saw two people walking in side by side.
Both were dressed entirely in designer brands, their eye-catching attire drawing attention as soon as they appeared at the school.
When Jiang Leyi saw Song Kexia, her expression turned somewhat ugly.
She really couldn’t bring herself to like her cousin, who held herself in such high regard and carried an especially proud demeanor.
Beside her, the short-haired, beautiful, and gentle girl was Yan Yidan, the prodigy who had been sent to the mountains to learn from childhood and possessed many rare skills. Now that she had turned twenty, the Yan Family had called her down from the mountain to engage in a marriage alliance with a wealthy family.
Worried that Jiang Leyi might not recognize her, Chu Muxi specially introduced her, “Lady Yan is very impressive—skilled in martial arts, medicine, music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and all six arts of poetry and books. She is an important cultivation target for the Yan Family and is also the daughter-in-law Mrs. Lu fancies. Your sister’s position might be in jeopardy.”
The Lu Family was a prestigious clan in Beijing, noted not only for their vast industry but also their accumulated connections. Young Master Lu had been decisive and fierce, seizing the position of Family Head among his many brothers.
However, it traced back to him where ironically he had few male descendants, just one son and one grandson. Everyone coveted the Lu Family’s immense wealth, and the powerful families lining up to marry into Lu Qingyan’s family were eager for the marriage contract with the Jiang Family to fall through so they could take their place.
Jiang Leyi glared at her, the first time she had noticed Chu Muxi’s mockery almost spilling out of her eyes, quickly captured though it was fleeting.
“Even if Mrs. Lu favors her, as long as the betrothal hasn’t been called off, it can only be my sister,” Jiang Leyi said indifferently.
Chu Muxi smiled gently, not picking up on her words but instead greeting Song Kexia and Yan Yidan as they approached, “Miss Song, Miss Yan, what a coincidence.”
Song Kexia’s face, heavily made up, was full of arrogance as she sneered at Jiang Leyi, “Not a coincidence at all, coming across a fake. Had I known, I would have taken a detour.”
Jiang Leyi, with a cold face, responded, “The feeling is mutual. Encountering you also feels inauspicious. Even if I’m a fake, I’m still better than someone unloved by their father and mother.”
The Song Family was notorious for favoring sons over daughters. To them, girls were merely tools for marriage alliances; yet even so, their lives were enviably affluent.
That’s why, when she was younger, as the Jiang Family’s only and most favored daughter, she received deep resentment and jealousy from the sisters of the Song Family.
Jiang Leyi wasn’t fond of them either and couldn’t be bothered to deal with them.
Song Kexia, infuriated to the point her nose was askew, snapped, “I hope you can still be so tough when you’re kicked out of the Jiang Family!”
“Please, like you’ll be around to see that happen.”
Seeing them argue, Chu Muxi timely played the mediator, “Alright, let’s not fight. Aren’t we all invited here to watch the performance?”
Such scenes had been frequent in the past, but back then, Jiang Leyi had been cautious because of the Song Family, her maternal family, and hadn’t talked back much. In the years they hadn’t seen each other, Jiang Leyi had changed a lot.
At Muxi’s words, Song Kexia’s corners of her mouth twisted into a mocking smile, “Indeed, Yidan was invited here by Mrs. Lu.”
The aforementioned Yan Yidan, with a gentle demeanor, smiled softly, “Hello everyone, I’m new to Beijing and hope for your guidance.”
Her bangs reached her eyebrows, and her short hair was tucked behind her ears. She was dressed in a light blue iris-patterned Chinese-style cheongsam, prim and proper like a lady from the Republic era.
Her gaze curiously surveyed the surroundings.
Jiang Leyi was somewhat wary of her, only because…
It was said that her Combat Power was off the charts.
This didn’t match her sweet appearance at all.
Of course, this was just a rumor; the actual fact was unknown to anyone.
“Hey! Mr. Fang, what are you doing at Jing University! You dare to come without my permission!”
Jiang Yisen’s voice sounded abruptly.
Song Kexia turned her head; although she didn’t like Jiang Leyi, she was still eager to ingratiate herself with her wealthy cousin Jiang Yisen, especially upon seeing the cold Fang Minghe in his suit in front of him, momentarily blushing.
She couldn’t care less about walking with Yan Yidan; right now, flirting with men was far more important to her!
Yan Yidan walked forward, her smile polite, “I don’t know the way to the performance venue, could you guys take me there? I’ve been so bored up in the mountains, it’s been a long time since I’ve watched anyone sing or dance.”
Jiang Leyi tilted her chin up and pointed at Song Kexia, “What about her? Aren’t you waiting for her?”
Yan Yidan’s smile didn’t falter, “I’m not close with her.” She tilted her head slightly, puzzled, “Oh, by the way, do you know where Jiang Nanshu is?”
Jiang Leyi immediately became alert, “What do you want with my sister?”
“It’s nothing important, just stealing her fiancé,” Yan Yidan said bluntly.
The task from the family was simply for her to secure this marriage alliance, although it was a boring task for her, it wasn’t difficult if the other party disagreed, right?
This matter was extremely simple, just subdue them.
Jiang Leyi’s face turned green, and she immediately turned and walked away, “Find your own way, I’m not accompanying you.”
Chu Muxi smiled faintly, taking Yan Yidan away with him.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yisen and Fang Minghe were having issues.
Ever since he found out Fang Minghe had quietly signed up his sister, he was furious.
Not only refusing to collaborate on big projects, but he also wanted to exploit his sister to make money for his company? Wishful thinking!
Unless Fang Minghe agreed to collaborate, he wouldn’t let it go just like that.
Fang Minghe was irritated to no end.
He had to maintain a cold face, but for Jiang Yisen, it posed no threat at all.
Seeing that he didn’t respond, Jiang Yisen couldn’t help laughing out loud, his hand casually in his pocket, trailing behind him, “I said if you fancy my sister, can you also fancy me? I’ve been pursuing you for so long, can you just give me an answer?”
Fang Minghe’s expression almost cracked, he stopped, “What did you just say?!”
Jiang Yisen quickly stopped too, nearly bumping into him, he touched his nose, humming, “I’ve been asking you for a clear answer for a long time, I’ve given you enough face, Fang Minghe, don’t tease me.”
Fang Minghe: “…”
It didn’t sound quite right, but somewhat harmless when not scrutinized thoroughly, which made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.
His expression turned colder, “Don’t say things like this in the future, no collaboration means no collaboration.”
“Tsk, you really are…” Jiang Yisen’s tongue clicked against his teeth, and he burst out laughing, “You’ve triggered my desire to conquer.”
Fang Minghe: “…”
His forehead twitched, he really wanted to kill him right now, so noisy and irritating.
“Cousin, Mr. Fang.”
Song Kexia suddenly appeared in front of the two men, her voice coquettish and her face flushed like a girl in spring.
Her gaze towards Fang Minghe was full of hidden meanings, which both of them knew very well.
Jiang Yisen stepped aside like he was watching an exciting play, “You guys talk.”
Fang Minghe glared at him, and Jiang Yisen grinned at him, leaving space for his troublesome romance.
With Jiang Yisen nearby, Song Kexia finally found an opportunity, seizing the moment knowing Fang Minghe wouldn’t reject her too harshly, she invited, “Mr. Fang, could I invite you to watch a movie this weekend?”
“I’m sorry Miss Song, I’m not available.”
Song Kexia pushed her luck, eyes hopeful, “That’s okay, how about I invite you to dine with my cousin? The Song Family and the Fang Family do business together, a meal together wouldn’t be a problem, right?”