When Fu Chen returned to his hotel, it was already past one in the morning, and the information about Yan Wangchuan was already on his table.
âThird Master, no wonder Song Jingren doesnât know him. Yan Wangchuan did indeed study under Old Master Qiao, but he wasnât an official disciple,â Shi Fang explained.
âWhat do you mean?â The stack of information was thick, and Fu Chen was too lazy to flip through it.
âWhen Old Master Qiao chose his disciples, he didnât look at their family background, only their talent. He wanted someone he could truly pass on his craftsmanship to, so those with money and power didnât catch his eye.â
Fu Chen nodded. The reason was easy to guess.
Learning craftsmanship depended on talent. Not only did you need god-given talent, but you also had to be interested.
Learning how to carve jades and stones was even more difficult. He had met Qiao Xiyan before, and the calluses on his hands were thick. They were all developed over the years, so it was evident how much hardship was involved.
The children of wealthy families werenât able to bear much hardship. And it was very rare for someone to be able to work in this profession their entire life and help him pass on his craftsmanship.
âOld Master Qiaoâs disciples all have average family backgrounds. Thereâs even an orphan. He went overseas more than ten years ago, so I couldnât find any information about him, and the rest are rather poor.â
âWhat about Yan Wangchuan? Whatâs the matter with him?â Fu Chen rubbed the tassel on the Buddhist prayer bead bracelet on his hand.
âHe asked someone to use their connections and learned some skills about recognizing and identifying jades and stones from Old Master Qiao, but he didnât learn the craftsmanship. He stayed in the Qiao family for about six years. Although he was given the generation name, strictly speaking, heâs not an official disciple. Furthermoreâ¦â
Shi Fang cleared his throat. âAfter finding out that Ms. Qiao was in a relationship, he left the Qiao family and only went back once when Old Master Qiao passed away.
âItâs said that Old Master Qiao wanted to matchmake them back then. At the time, marriages were basically arranged by parents. Old Master Qiao had even asked for Yan Wangchuanâs birth characters.
âBut when Ms. Qiao left home to study, she soon got together with Song Jingren, so this matter remained unsettled. Even when she got married, Yan Wangchuan didnât appear at her wedding.â
Fu Chen sneered. âWith this relationship, Yan Wangchuan definitely doesnât want to see Song Jingren, so itâs normal for the Qiao family not to mention him.â
Asking for the birth characters meant that both families had agreed to the marriage. But the Qiao family had backed out of it midway, so the Yan family felt uncomfortable.
With this kind of relationship, it was awkward for them to meet. Qiao Aiyun and Song Jingren were already together, so one would deliberately mention the person Qiao Aiyun had almost gotten married to in the past. They would be purely looking for trouble if they did so.
The members of the Qiao family were all men. Moreover, these people were aloof and proud, and they were devoted to their profession. So naturally, there was no one who gossiped.
No wonder Qiao Aiyun didnât dare to look at Yan Wangchuan the entire time they were at the hotel. Her family had matchmade her with him, and now she was in an unhappy marriage. It was most embarrassing for her to have him see this situation.
Shi Fang tugged at his hair. âActually, Ms. Qiao canât be blamed for this either. Youâve also dealt with Yan Wangchuan. He never reveals his feelings.
âNo one has ever seen him have a female companion all these years. I donât know if I should say that heâs devoted or stupid.
âBut when he saw Song Jingren, he didnât say anything and immediately almost beat him to death. Heâs quite the man. When he was brought to the police station, he didnât mention Old Jiang at all and just took on all the responsibility. Heâs really formidable.â
Fu Chen chuckled. âYour evaluation of him is quite high, huh?â
âAt the very least, heâs a real man. Heâs not like Song Jingren, who looks like a gentleman but secretly does many dirty things.â Shi Fangâs tone was full of disdain.
âBesides, Song Jingren doesnât have a good relationship with the Qiao family, so no one mentioned Yan Wangchuan to him.â
âWhy doesnât he have a good relationship with them?â Fu Chen casually flipped through the thick stack of information.
âAround twenty years ago, the Qiao family had a compound and a reputation in Suzhou. Old Master Qiao had a high reputation, and Song Jingren had put in a lot of effort to court Qiao Aiyun. As you may have figured out, he used all sorts of methods.
âMs. Qiao had never been in a relationship before, so she fell for his gentle tactics very easily.
âBut Old Master Qiao had connections and was unwilling to help him. Later, he had designs on the Qiao family business and said that he wanted to go public with it. He also wanted to scale up and mass-produce some of the Qiao familyâs unique craftsmanship. Old Master Qiao was instantly infuriatedâ¦
âItâs said that his brother-in-law threw him out along with his gifts. The senior and junior brothers of the Qiao family were even more displeased with him.
âIt was just that Ms. Qiao was blinded by love at the time, and her family couldnât stop her.â
Fu Chen chuckled. âCraftsmanship places a lot of importance on the inheritance of skills. If itâs scaled up and mass-produced, the original feeling and quality will be lost. That was stepping on Elder Qiaoâs bottom line.
âTherefore, the relationship between him and the Qiao family has always been tense. If anything happens to any of them, or if they know anybody, they naturally wonât tell him.â
Fu Chen sneered. âAfter Elder Qiao passed away, the Qiao family declined, and he also gradually became rich, so he felt that Old Master Qiaoâs disciples were all poor relatives. They had conflicts before and couldnât help him in any way, so naturally, they didnât interact much.â
Shi Fang said, âWho knew that Yan Wangchuan would suddenly jump out? Heâs probably so regretful that he wants to bang his head against a wall. He looked down on them before, but now theyâre out of his league.â
Fu Chen picked up the prayer beads and stood by the window. âYan Wangchuan doesnât have a good temper. Song Jingren will likely suffer a lot this time.â
Before he could finish speaking, he heard loud, noisy music coming from next door.
This floor was for VIP rooms. Not many people stayed here, and the only person next door was Duan Linbai.
âGo see what heâs doing in the middle of the night.â
Shi Fang nodded and went out. He returned in less than two minutes. âThird Master, heâs livestreamingâ¦â
He doesnât stop and keep quiet for a single moment. He just came back from the ski resort, and heâs already acting unrestrained.
âGet someone to cut the power in his room.â
Shi Fang held back his laughter and nodded. A few minutes later, Fu Chen heard loud shouts coming from next door.
â⦠Letâs learn to meow together. Meowâ¦[1] What the f*ck? Why is the power out?!â
Fu Chen rubbed his ears.?He hasnât recovered from his cold, but his voice is still so loud. Heâs not even afraid of losing his voice.
When they met the next day, a certain someoneâs throat was so hoarse that he couldnât speak.
Fu Chen had only one feeling:
The world is so peaceful.
[1] English translation of the lyrics of the song âå¦ç«å«â (Say Meow Meow Meow)