Chapter 236: If This Isn’t Love...

The little girl was stunned again.

Then, somewhat scared, she covered her little ears and timidly hid behind her father.

Fearing that her ears would also be pulled off by Yiming’s daddy.

Besides, the bodyguard behind them was holding a box full of heavy gold bars.

They looked substantial and were clearly quite valuable.

Zhang Dazhuang, true to his name, was a burly man with a dark complexion and a big beer belly.

He wore three long gold chains around his thick neck, and at least six of his ten fat fingers had gold rings on them.

He looked gaudy and flashy, perhaps "tacky," but indeed ostentatious.

His actions were even more bold and unrestrained.

As soon as he entered the room, without any of the polite niceties expected of a businessman, he directly handed over the big box of gold bars to the Lu Family’s bodyguard.

He shook the fat on his face and gave a sly grin to the expressionless Lu Junhan:

"Well, President Lu, I’m not much of a cultured person, so I won’t bother with formalities. I’ll just say it straight: my son was really too naughty before, whatever he said to your daughter, please don’t take it to heart! In any case, it was entirely the mistake of this little rascal! I’ve already taught him a lesson, and I promise he won’t do it again next time!"

"These gold bars are a small token of apology from me. If they’re not enough, just let me know, and I’ll have someone deliver more here immediately."

Song Qingwan: "..."

No wonder Li Li kept telling that brat Jun Han to go dig for coal.

Seeing this box full of gold bars, even she felt tempted!

In the Lu Family, no matter how much money is earned, it’s just a series of numbers on a bank card, but digging for coal is different!

Those are real gold bars!

Lu Junhan didn’t say much, he just turned his head calmly and asked someone to accept the box.

Seeing him accept it, Zhang Dazhuang patted his chest and let out a heavy sigh.

Then, with his rough and dark big hand, he pulled Zhang Yiming close and happily revealed a slightly greasy smile:

"You silly boy, what are you standing there for?! Hurry up and greet Uncle Lu, he even kicked you when you were little."

Lu Junhan: "..."

Song Qingwan: "..."

Well, that was indeed... a fact.

It must have been two or three years ago.

Zhang Dazhuang brought the newly born Zhang Yiming to the Lu Family to discuss business with Lu Junhan, and while chatting, he put his son down.

Zhang Yiming was lively, refusing to sleep, refusing to drink milk, just crawling all over the place.

Later, Lu Junhan was walking, not paying attention, and accidentally kicked him.

He kicked him to tears on the spot.

The scene was quite tragic.

Zhang Yiming covered his ears, wincing in pain, although under pressure from his dad, he begrudgingly said:

"Hello Uncle Lu."

In the next second, he suddenly saw the pretty and pink little girl hiding behind Lu Junhan.

Zhang Yiming’s eyes lit up, and his chubby little hand waved: "Li Li! Good evening!"

The voice was crisp and bright, full of energy.

In stark contrast to the weak, almost dying tone he used when greeting Lu Junhan.

Lu Junhan: "..."

After greeting, Zhang Yiming scurried over to play with the little girl.

Zhang Dazhuang’s eyes also brightened, and in his loud voice, he said: "President Lu, is this your daughter? Hey, the little girl is quite the looker!"

The words had a very strong rogue air as if he was here to abduct girls.

Song Qingwan: "..."

It’s hard to tell yet about Zhang Yiming, but his father...

Li Li definitely needs to keep a distance!

After Zhang Dazhuang dragged the reluctant Zhang Yiming away, Song Qingwan checked off her list:

"Qianqian is here, Yiming is here, now we just need—"

"Xi Yan!" Before she could finish speaking, the little girl exclaimed, "Xi Yan hasn’t come!"

However, before Qin Xiyin could arrive, somehow, Qu Qianqian broke free from her father’s grasp and dashed directly to the little girl, waving her little hand while running:

"Ms. Li Li! I’ve come to play with you again!"

Song Qingwan: "..."

If this isn’t love...

Then what is!

"Auntie?"

The little girl looked at her pitifully: "I want to play with Qianqian."

Song Qingwan sighed, truly when girls grow up they can’t be kept, and waved her hand:

"Go ahead, but don’t wander too far."

Actually, she could see it just now, these two little girls really had a close sisterly bond.

As for love, they probably haven’t figured it out themselves.

The little girl was all smiles when she got the approval: "Got it!"

With that, she ran off to play with Qu Qianqian.

After a while, Qin Xiyin and Jian Yi arrived slowly.

However, Qin Xiyin’s face didn’t look good, and Jian Yi’s wasn’t much better.

Without Jian Chenglang to mediate, just on the way over.

The father and son had already become instant enemies.

As soon as Qin Xiyin got off the car, he saw his sister Li Li and sister Qianqian standing by the fountain in the yard.

They were holding a big fishing net, seemingly ready to catch fish from the fountain’s pond.

Yiming was squatting on the steps by the pond, seemingly pondering which fish was fatter, to catch later.

His eyes lit up immediately.

Hugging his clipboard, he wanted to go over.

But as soon as he stepped out, Jian Yi from behind grabbed him.

With a cold voice, the man asked, "Where are you going?"

Qin Xiyin pointed to the fountain.

Jian Yi raised his eyes.

Good work.

The last time, the three kids who hit him and Jian Chenglang were there.

In the next second, the man let go, not asking more and simply said: "Go ahead."

The little boy seemed a bit stunned, evidently not expecting his dad to let him go so easily.

His eyes trembled slightly, he hugged his clipboard tighter, his flushed face said quietly: "Thank you, Dad."

Jian Yi was dumbfounded.

It took him a while to recover.

Then he watched Qin Xiyin’s small figure happily running towards them, and chuckled.

Seemingly, getting along with his son wasn’t so difficult after all.

...

Thus, the four-member little team was assembled.

Ready to fish.

Inside the banquet hall, Jian Yi stood by the wide open window, with a stern and steady expression, his whole body exuding an aura of cold distance and strength, deterring people from approaching.

The assistant stood quietly beside him, waiting.

From their vantage point, they could see everything in the yard, including the four children by the fountain playing and laughing.

Jian Yi’s deep and knowing gaze was extremely indifferent, staring at the bashful smile on Qin Xiyin’s face, his cold brows and eyes showed a thoughtful look.

Clearly, he had never seen Qin Xiyin shy before, and found it quite intriguing.

"President Jian, so you are here."

Just then, Ye Wanwan walked elegantly towards him, arms linked with Song Chengze, who had a slightly somber expression.

Her red lips curved slightly, revealing a strong, enchanting, and infinitely charming smile:

"Why stand by the window, not bothered by the wind? How about we go inside and have a seat?"