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"Are you sure?" Fu Tianlin asked, somewhat taken aback. Only twenty percent was enough? That surprised him—he had expected Zhu Qingluan to demand at least half, if not more. The fact that she asked for so little left him with deep feelings.
Sigh, it must be said that Fu Tianlin had already been enchanted by Qing Luan; in his heart, she was like a fairy. What would he think if he knew that Qing Luan's intentions were not kind but rather dismissive? To be honest, Tianxiang Restaurant meant little to Qing Luan. The reason she agreed to help was due to her protective feelings for her younger brother, which she had once lost. She didn't want Fu Tianlin to be disappointed. Another important reason was that she didn't want Prime Minister Huang to gain financial resources.
Without financial support, Prime Minister Huang was like a man who had lost an arm—he couldn't leap very high. If he gained the support of the Fu Family and engaged in corrupt dealings, it would spell trouble for her.
She disliked trouble and didn’t want to invite it upon herself, so she had to nip any potential issues in the bud.
"I am certain," Qing Luan replied, understanding his surprise. Her expression was calm, but inside she was mocking him: I’m not doing charity; there’s nothing wrong with taking what I deserve. I just hope you won’t regret this later. "If you think my request is acceptable, then let’s draft a contract that neither of us can violate!"
In contrast to Qing Luan's calm demeanor, Fu Tianlin was feeling uneasy. Bai Feiyang shared his confusion; their minds were still muddled as they wondered whether Zhu Qingluan's intentions were as simple as they seemed or if there were ulterior motives at play. This hesitation made it difficult for them to reach a decision.
"If you have any doubts, feel free to voice them now. Once the contract is finalized, you won’t have the chance to back out," Qing Luan said lightly, her tone indifferent. To her, Tianxiang Restaurant was merely bait for the Prime Minister's Residence—something they could see but not touch. If necessary, she would swallow it up to avoid complications.
"I won't back out," Fu Tianlin rejected Bai Feiyang's subtle attempts to stop him without a second thought. "As long as you can help the Fu Family, I will agree to any request... except one condition: please keep your involvement with Tianxiang Restaurant a secret."
"What is it?" His straightforwardness caught Qing Luan's attention.
"I don't want anyone else to know that you intervened with Tianxiang Restaurant; it's not good for you or the Fu Family." He had come to seek her help because he truly felt cornered; drastic changes were unacceptable to his father, leaving him no choice but to find a way on his own.
His arrangement made Qing Luan nod inwardly; he was worth cultivating. If he could be of use to her, he would achieve great things in the future.
"Not a problem!" A simple conversation sealed the fate of Tianxiang Restaurant.
After Xuanyuan Rui left the General's Residence, he took a long route before arriving at Ruyi Tower. Upon entering, he saw A-Song wink at him and assumed Qing Luan was in the secret chamber, so he went straight up. However, when he entered the chamber and found it empty, he thought perhaps A-Song had indicated for him to wait and stayed put.
When he sensed something was off, he stepped out to find A-Song and ask for clarification, only to learn that she had left.
It turned out A-Song had made a blunder; he thought Xuanyuan Rui knew that Miss was upstairs and had signaled him directly. He hadn’t realized Xuanyuan Rui entered the secret chamber instead, leaving him speechless. He could only reassure him: "Miss just went out with the young master of Tianxiang Restaurant; she'll be back soon. Why don’t you sit here for a while?"
The man was good to the young lady, but he was too domineering. It was hard to tell who would win in a contest of arrogance between the two.
“Fu Tianlin?” Xuanyuan Rui narrowed his Black Eyes and asked, “Which way did they go?” Damn it, he had been misled by A-Song and missed them. He felt a gnawing anger inside but couldn’t take it out on A-Song; it was his own misunderstanding.
“That way,” A-Song trembled as he pointed in a direction, feeling the sudden shift in Xuanyuan Rui's aura. He took a few steps back, wanting to distance himself from this terrifying man.
Xuanyuan Rui didn’t notice A-Song’s unease. After learning the direction, he turned and left without hesitation.
“Miss, did you really agree to help the Fu Family?” After Fu Tianlin and the others left, Qin'er asked, holding the contract with her handprint on it, looking somewhat confused.
“The contract is signed; it’s too late to regret now,” she teased Qin'er, her mood still quite good.
“But why?” Qin'er wondered aloud. “Tianxiang Restaurant and Ruyi Tower are directly opposite each other. If Tianxiang Restaurant falls, wouldn’t that make Ruyi Tower the best in the capital?” Business was always like this, and what the young lady taught before was the same. Why had things changed today?
Qing Luan felt somewhat comforted watching Qin'er speak confidently. At least her efforts over the years hadn’t been in vain. Although she couldn’t change Qin'er’s views on master and servant, she had learned everything else that needed to be learned.
“There’s nothing wrong with taking over Tianxiang Restaurant. We’ll be behind the scenes; no one will know. Qin'er, you’ll understand why I’m doing this later,” she said. It was better not to say too much now since Qin'er was still in the dark. It would be clearer once Tianxiang Restaurant changed.
“Oh,” Qin'er nodded and didn’t say anything more.
Once the young lady made a decision, they could only obey.
“Let’s go back and find Sister Yun.” The situation with Tianxiang Restaurant had caught her off guard, disrupting her original plans. For now, they needed to save Tianxiang Restaurant first.
“Mm,” Qin'er smiled gently and nodded.
The two of them walked along a small path toward Jade Pavilion, chatting and laughing. After turning a corner, they reached the main street, with Jade Pavilion right ahead.
"Stop!" Suddenly, several masked figures jumped out in front of them, threatening them menacingly.
Qin'er instinctively moved to shield Qing Luan behind her, while Qing Luan remained still, coldly observing the situation. She wondered whether they were simply unfortunate victims of a robbery or if someone had orchestrated this encounter.
"What do you want?" Qin'er demanded fiercely, her eyes betraying no hint of fear.
"Heh heh, little girl, don't be so tense," the leader of the black-clad men leered at Qin'er, satisfaction flickering in his eyes. Nodding, he continued, "You're not bad-looking. Come with me, and I promise I won't harm you at all!" Such a delicate beauty was a rare find for him; he felt he had struck gold this time.
"Are you trying to kidnap us?" Qing Luan asked with a smile, recognizing the crux of the problem.
This wasn't a simple robbery; it was clearly premeditated.
"No, no," the man shook his head. He believed that dealing with two young girls would be an easy task, so he took his time and teased them instead. "I'm just here to collect a debt for someone else. They want your lives, but I have a soft spot for beautiful things. As long as you cooperate with me, I'll let you go. What do you say?"
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