Translator: Zayn_
The waiter sounded anxious and annoyed.
The people who wanted to look for Jiang Zhihan must have come in without a care, and the people in the restaurant couldnât stop them.
Before the waiter could explain, he was interrupted by another person.
âAlright, stop dilly-dallying.â
âIâm here to find my son. Itâs not your place to stop me.â
âJust open the door.â
It was obvious that Jiang Quan was very impatient.
Jiang Zhihan put down his chopsticks and explained, âHe has always been like
this.â
âIâll go out for a while.â
Song Qingyou was about to say âitâs okayâ when the door opened.
Old Master Jiang, whom they had met once before, appeared at the door. A middle-aged man who looked similar to Jiang Zhihan and had the word âunhappyâ written all over his face stood behind him.
The middle-aged man must be Jiang Zhihanâs father, Jiang Quan.
He was also the one who had asked the waiter to open the door.
Jiang Quan glanced around the room and didnât take Song Qingyou seriously at all. He directly blamed Jiang Zhihan, âItâs fine if you donât have any sense of time when you eat at work. Your grandfather and 1 came to look for you. Do you still want us to wait? Whereâs your upbringing?
Jiang Zhihan didnât care about him. He simply nodded at the old man.
âGrandpa.â
âYou!â Jiang Quan was furious. âDad, look at him! Without any manners, how is he like our Jiang family? In my opinion, heâs just like his long-dead-â
âAt the very least-â
Jiang Zhihan raised his voice and interrupted Jiang Quan. â1 wonât stand at the door of the restaurantâs private room and point at people in front of strangers.
âWhy arenât you coming in?â The old man turned around and glanced at Jiang Quan.
The latter had no choice but to shut up. He gave the waiter a look and asked him to close the door.
âZhihan, you should also say less. How can a son have such an attitude towards his father?â
His tone was obviously accusatory, making Song Qingyou frown slightly.
Saying that Old Master Jiang didnât like Jiang Zhihan was not right. After he heard that Jiang Zhihan was dating a female celebrity, not only did he investigate the matter, he even personally came to meet her.
Old Master Jiang liked his grandson. But between Jiang Quan and Jiang Zhihan, he was more inclined towards Jiang Quan.
This contradictory attitude was really unpleasant.
Obviously, Jiang Zhihan wasnât someone who would listen to everything. He didnât comment on the old manâs words.
It was as if Jiang Quan had something on him. âDad, look at him. He doesn t even want to listen to you, let alone me!â
âEnough!â
The old man impatiently gestured for him to shut up.
He then looked at Song Qingyou.
âSo Little Song is here today.â
âThe tea leaves you recommended to me last time are very good.
âBut the level of the othersâ tea brewing is far from yours.â
He spoke in an intimate tone as if he was talking to his own junior. Jiang Quan was stunned for a moment. It was rare for him to look at the woman in the private room who he had ignored.
âGrandpa Jiang, if you like it, Iâll send you a portion of my tea in the future.âSong Qingyou smiled.
Anyway, she wanted to drink tea herself, so it was just a piece of cake.
âCome play chess with me when youâre free.â The old man was very happy to hear that.
Song Qingyou smiled and nodded.
Stir-frying tea was convenient, but playing chess was not.
It wasnât that she didnât want to build a good relationship with the old master, but the old master had never treated her as an equal from the beginning. Even though he had seen her tea and chess skills and was surprised, he didnât seem to like her very much.
âDad, this isâ¦â Jiang Quan revealed a puzzled expression.
âSong Qingyou.â
The old man only said a name.
She had no family background.
Jiang Quan immediately understood. He didnât even ask about Song Qingyou and Jiang Zhihanâs relationship and just nodded.
âFather doesnât even give me time to eat,â Jiang Zhihan said coldly. âWhat is it that you have to tell me?â
âIsnât it a big deal for your grandfather to come to the company?â Jiang Quan straightened his neck.
As he spoke, he looked at Song Qingyou, signaling her to be sensible and leave quickly.
Jiang Zhihan stood in front of him and said, âQingyou is my guest. I canât drive
a guest away halfway through a meal, like my father can.â
âYou!â Jiang Quan was furious. âI think youâre just looking down on me and your grandfather!â
âSince when can an outsider be more important than us elders? Are you planning to marry this woman?â
Jiang Quan looked at Song Qingyou again, and felt that this person was very tactless, and couldnât help but vent his anger:
-Iâm only asking you to treat me to a meal during working hours now. In the future, will I be able to ask you not to come to the company?â
Jiang Zhihanâs lips twitched. âIsnât this what you want?â he mocked. âNonsense!â Jiang Quan shouted, âYou still have the cheek to despise your Auntie Dong. Look at her. How is she comparable to your Auntie Dong?â At the end of his sentence, Jiang Quan subconsciously lowered his voice. Jiang Zhihanâs eyes were as cold as knives, as if he was looking at his enemy. âWhatâs with that look?â Jiang Quan retreated behind the old man and said righteously.
Jiang Zhihan took Old Master Jiang into consideration and replied, âWho does Dong Xi think she is?â
This was probably the most impolite thing Jiang Zhihan had ever said.
It was obvious how much he hated that woman.
Song Qingyou couldnât help but laugh.
For a moment, the three of them looked at her.
-Donât worry about me. I just think that this name is very interesting.â
Dong Xi, east and west.
It sounded like a tongue twister.
Jiang Zhihanâs eyes softened. âIf youâre bored, sit down and continue eating.â âJiang Zhihan!â Jiang Quan looked displeased, his impression of Song Qingyou dropping.
The old man was also not very happy. It was rare for him to speak up for Dong Xi, âZhihan, no matter what, she is still your elder!
âThatâs right.â Jiang Quan echoed, âYou have to apologize to your Auntie Dong. Go today!â
Jiang Zhihan remained silent.
Ever since he was young, every time he faced such a situation, he could not be bothered with Jiang Quan.
In the past, when he was young, the old man would still help him.
As for today, the old man did not seem to be prepared to stand on his side. Song Qingyou looked at Jiang Zhihanâs tense back and felt inexplicably annoyed.
He must have been standing there for too long and was getting impatient.
She sneered and pretended to panic when they looked over again.
âIâm sorry, Iâm just a little surprised.â
âBecause Iâve never seen it before⦠A father like Mr. Jiang.
âMr. Jiang hasnât even come in, but heâs already criticizing CEO Jiang in front of outsiders. He doesnât even consider that CEO Jiang is already an adult.
âAfter he came in, he didnât even ask why CEO Jiang was still eating during working hours. He just assumed that he was slacking off. Mr. Barker never thought that perhaps CEO Jiang was too busy in the morning and delayed his meal time.â
âNow, Mr. Barker wants to force CEO Jiang to apologize to someone, and itâs even when I, an outsider, am presentâ¦â
âMr. Jiang?â Song Qingyou paused and seemed to hesitate. âThose who don t know would think that Mr. Jiang and CEO Jiang are enemies, so you would spare no effort to discredit each other..â