Chapter 571: 280 Silver Lock (Second Update)
The banquet was more than halfway through, and Ji Rouâen nudged Ye Qingxing, who was sitting next to her.
Ye Qingxing pursed her lips and stood up with her wine glass in hand: âBrother Yu Xun, Sister A Jiang, I wish you both a happy birthday. May you have such a day every year, and a great time every moment.â
Bo Yujiang raised her glass and nodded her head with a slight smile.
Ye Qingxingâs eyes fell on Bo Yuxunâs face, looking tense, and she couldnât help but grip her wine glass tighter.
Bo Yuxun poured a cup of tea for himself, made a slight gesture, and didnât look at Ye Qingxing, before drinking the tea in one gulp.
Ye Qingxingâs eyes showed a trace of disappointment as she sat down with her wine glass.
The man sat next to Granny Bo, everyone enjoyed the feast, but as the birthday boy, his face didnât show any trace of happiness. Although he appeared to be sitting among the crowd, he seemed detached from the festivities, exuding an indescribable coldness.
Ji Rouâen laughed, âYuxun, have you been doing well all these twelve years abroad? Youâve lost so much weight and donât have a woman by your side to take care of you. Thatâs not good.â
Bo Yuxun said indifferently, âThank you for your concern, sister-in-law. Iâm used to it.â
Ji Rouâen shivered subconsciously, thinking that her brother-in-law had changed so much. He had changed from a little sun to a big iceberg, and she could hardly recognize him when she first saw him.
His face was still the same, more handsome and charming, as if the twelve years had left no traces on his face. All the changes were reflected in his eyes, making him a more mature and charming man.
It was easy to imagine how the future ladies of Jingzhou would go crazy for him.
âEnough, Yuxun just came back, today is his and his sisterâs birthday, donât talk about irrelevant matters.â Granny Bo interrupted Ji Rouâenâs forthcoming words, her unfocused eyes glanced in her direction. Ji Rouâen felt her heart tighten and hurriedly shut her mouth with embarrassment.
Harsh as it may sound, it seemed that as soon as she made a move, her mother-in-law knew exactly what she was up to, keeping her on a tight leash.
âAh!... Are you trying to scald me to death?â Qin Qiuxi suddenly stood up, glaring at a woman holding the teapot beside her.
The woman was a servant of the Bos, named Huai Qing. She had accidentally spilled water on their guest, who was a glamorous and obviously not someone to be trifled with. Other servants would have been scared by this, but Huai Qing being neither humble nor arrogant replied, âIâm sorry Miss Qin, I didnât do it on purpose.â
Qin Qiuxi, still furious, said, âThis is a top-quality sable fur, even selling you wouldnât make up for the loss. I think you did it on purpose!â
âEnough!â Bai Ziyu put down her chopsticks and said coldly, âHave you made enough fuss?â
Qin Qiuxi snorted, âBai Ziyu, instead of helping me when I was bullied, youâre scolding me. Are you even a man?â
Granny Bo clasped her hands with a smiling face, âMiss Qin, how do you wish to settle this matter?â
Qin Qiuxi held her chin high and said, âMake her apologize and kick her out of the Bos.â
Bo Yujiang stepped forward to mediate, âThis matter was indeed Huai Qingâs fault, but I believe she didnât do it intentionally. The sable fur is ruined, but I had a friend bring me a European mink fur from abroad, which, although it is not of the same quality, should be suitable for handling emergencies. So, sister-in-law, if you donât mind, please come with me.â
âA sparrow turns into a phoenix, a classic trope in dramas, but itâs also true in real life. Theater really does come from life.â
Bo Yujiangâs smile grew even gentler and more graceful, her eyes sparkling like water, âMiss Qin, would you like to take a bath? Iâll have someone prepare hot water for you.â
Qin Qiuxi waved her hand, âNo need.â
She suddenly leaned closer to Bo Yujiang, looking intently at her face, âLooks like youâve had some plastic surgery, but the surgeon who made you was very skilled, leaving no traces at all. Whatâs the doctorâs name? Tell me.â
Bo Yujiangâs eyes fluttered, like a stone thrown into the sea, stirring up tiny ripples, but they quickly returned to calm.
She remained expressionless, her smile unchanged, âMiss Qin, what are you joking about?â
Qin Qiuxi chuckled, âFake will always be fake and can never become real.â
As she spoke, she turned and left the room.
In the moment of her turning, Bo Yujiangâs gaze instantly darkened, looking down at the wooden floor, hidden currents swirling in her eyes.
Qin Qiuxi hummed a tune, about to round a corner when she suddenly saw a shadow sneaking about. The figure looked familiar.
It was Huai Qing, who had just spilled water on her earlier.
Qin Qiuxi narrowed her eyes and tiptoed after her.
Huai Qing soon emerged from a room, cautiously closing the door, only to be met with a pair of high heels when she turned around. Her legs immediately went weak.
Qin Qiuxi laughed, âWhat are you doing here? Acting so sneaky.â
Huai Qing tried to control herself, âMiss Qin, itâs getting cold. Iâm getting a coat for the young master.â
There was indeed a menâs jacket draped across her arm.
As Huai Qing finished speaking, she tried to bypass Qin Qiuxi and leave.
Qin Qiuxi suddenly grabbed the jacket in her arms, giving it a light tug. Several gold bars fell out with a clatter.
Huai Qingâs face turned deathly pale. She bent down to pick them up, but Qin Qiuxi sneered, âWell, I knew you did it on purpose. Youâve been waiting for a chance to steal, havenât you? How bold.â
Huai Qing immediately knelt down, trembling, âMiss Qin, please show mercy and spare me this time. I wonât dare to do it again...â
Qin Qiuxi stared at the innocent-looking face and snorted coldly. The moonlight reflected a white glow, catching Qin Qiuxiâs eye.
Qin Qiuxi looked closely and saw a small, delicate silver lock, standing out amid a pile of gold. She picked it up, rubbing its engraved surface, and then, in the moonlight, recognized the two characters on it. Her pupils shrank in an instant.
She suddenly bent down and grabbed Huai Qingâs collar, in a low, menacing voice, demanding, âTell me, where did you get this silver lock?â