Chapter 487: Little Friend, I Won’t Be Your Good Friend
Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Xu Qian, who was still hoping to hold Han Junâs hand at the concert venue, felt slightly disappointed. He sat down beside Han Zhan and didnât dare to look sideways at Han Jun. He could only watch the concert with his eyes wide open.
The last time Xu Qian was so serious was when he followed his master into the operating theater to observe the surgery after his internship.
Of the four of them, only Song Ci liked and was proficient in music. Han Jun was a queen who liked to fight and kill and wanted to be a female CEO to earn money. Han Zhan was a music idiot who only knew how to sing country songs and âLike Youâ. Xu Qian was a child who had grown up listening to Buddhist scriptures. He was completely uninterested in symphonies.
The three laymen sat together and wasted three tickets.
Sitting in the concert hall and listening to symphony music was completely different from listening to it in front of the television. The majestic aura of the concert venue gave one goosebumps. Xu Qian felt very bored, but he didnât dare to show it. When the music became gentle, he felt fine, but whenever the music became vigorous, he felt like his head, ears, and heart were about to explode.
At the side, Han Zhan also felt that the performance would be boring, but he still had something to look forward to. He hoped that his daughter would appear soon and take a photo for her.
Finally, the musical feast ended.
By the time it ended, it was almost dark.
Han Zhan followed Song Ci backstage to give flowers to Han Miao and Shen Yubei.
Xu Qian and Han Jun finally had the chance to be alone. The two of them stood at the backstage exit and waited for Song Ci and the rest. Han Jun asked Xu Qian, âWhat do you think of the performance?â
Xu Qian looked very hesitant. He asked Han Jun, âDo you want to hear the truth or hypocritical flattery?â
Han Jun said, âLetâs start with flattery.â
Xu Qian said, âThe entire performance was grand and majestic. The lyrics and compositions were stunning. Grandmaster and Miss Han are both musical geniuses. Watching their performance is a double feast for the eyes and ears. This is the most exciting and stirring concert I have ever heard in my life...â
The more Han Jun listened, the more her expression twisted. âStop... stop making it up. I feel terrible for you.â Han Jun suppressed her laughter and said, âCompared to these hypocrites, I want to hear your truth more.â
Xu Qianâs smile disappeared and he looked like he was dying. He said expressionlessly, âItâs very noisy. My soul is about to leave.â His scalp was still numb, as if ants were crawling over his head.
In this life, Xu Qian would never come to the concert hall again.
When Han Jun heard Xu Qianâs description, she instantly stood up straight and reached out her right hand to Xu Qian, revealing a sympathetic gaze. âFriend, we see and hear the same thing.â
Hearing this, a mischievous smile appeared on Xu Qianâs face again. âLittle kid, I wonât be your friend.â We were going to be husband and wife, so why be friends!
Han Jun knew that there was a trap in Xu Qianâs words. She wouldnât foolishly choose it.
At this moment, Han Zhan, Shen Yubei, and the rest walked out from the backstage. From afar, they saw Han Jun holding hands with an unfamiliar young man and saying something. Shen Yubei was slightly shocked and asked Han Zhan, âHan Zhan, who is that young man standing with Junjun?â
Someone who could act so intimately was obviously not an ordinary friend.
Han Zhanâs eyes burned as he stared at the two of them holding hands. For a moment, he didnât know how to reply. Instead, Song Ci was the one who was open-minded. She said, âThat childâs name is Xu Qian. Heâs a doctor from the Cardiovascular Surgery Department and works at the affiliated hospital of the Imperial Capital University. He and our Junjun have known each other since they were young.â
How could Shen Yubei not understand the meaning behind Song Ciâs words? His intelligent eyes stared at Xu Qianâs figure and appearance. He said in an experienced tone, âI canât see through that child, but his eyes are pure. Heâs a good child.â
Hearing the teacherâs approval of Xu Qian, Song Ciâs impression of Xu Qian deepened significantly. Only Han Zhan still couldnât accept the fact that his precious daughter was going to fall in love at such a young age. He didnât want to think that his first awakening of love was also at Han Junâs age.
This was a classic example of how one could only set fire to a state but not the common people.
After Han Miao noticed Han Jun and Xu Qian, she carried her gown and ran to Han Junâs side. âJunjun.â
Han Jun and Xu Qian hurriedly released their hands and quickly distanced themselves from each other.
Han Miao hugged Han Junâs arm and looked up at Xu Qian. âYoung Master Xu, thank you for accompanying Junjun to watch the grandmasterâs concert today.â She blinked mischievously and asked Xu Qian, âYoung Master Xu, what do you think of my performance today?â
Xu Qian praised Han Miao sincerely. âIâve never heard such a perfect performance. Itâs unforgettable.â
Xu Qian had a feeling that after falling in love with Han Jun, he would become a bootlicker in the future.
He felt that he should buy more books that specially taught him how to properly suck up to others. When he had the time, he should read more, ponder more, and learn more. Otherwise, he would not be able to establish himself in the Han Family in the future.
Xu Qian looked very upright. When he spoke to someone with a sincere expression, no one could guess that he was lying.
Han Miao believed him and immediately turned Xu Qian into her family. She even said to him, âYoung Master Xu is so good at talking. Youâre so good at talking. One look and you can tell that youâre my future brother-in-law!â
These words made Xu Qian feel slightly smug.
Xu Qian suddenly felt that there was nothing bad about sucking up.
Han Miao and Shen Yubei were both wearing performance outfits. They were going back to the hotel to take a shower and change into comfortable clothes before going to the banquet. âTeacher and I are going back to the hotel first. See you at the restaurant later.â
âOkay.â
Song Ci was also slightly cold in her dress. She followed Han Miao back to the hotel. Han Zhan naturally had to accompany Song Ci.
As a result, Xu Qian brought Han Jun to the restaurant to order.
Xu Qian booked the gathering at Tianyuan Lodge Restaurant across the street. Tianyuan Lodge was very famous in the capital and needed to be booked a week in advance to get the table. Luckily, Xu Qian had some private dealings with the boss of Tianyuan Lodge. After making a call, he got a VIP room.
When everyone arrived, it was almost 7pm.
As soon as they arrived, the waiter entered the private room with plates of exquisite and fragrant dishes. It was not the first time everyone had come to this restaurant, so Xu Qian didnât make a detailed introduction of the dishes.
Everyone knew very well what Han Zhan and Xu Qian were planning for this meal.
At the dining table, Han Zhan asked Xu Qian, âCan you drink?â
Xu Qian deliberated before replying. âI can drink, but I have a patient who just underwent surgery yesterday and is still in the ICU. For the sake of the patientâs safety, I canât drink tonight. Mr. Han, please forgive my disrespect.â
When Han Zhan heard his explanation, not only was Han Zhan not angry, he even revealed a look of praise. âAs a surgeon, itâs good that you have this realization.â
Xu Qian was also unmoved by his praise.
He stood up, picked up the porcelain teapot with both hands, and poured a cup of tea for Han Zhan, Song Ci, and Shen Yubei.
The tea leaves were curled and tender shoots in the teacup. It was a type of tea that Shen Yubei didnât know. Shen Yubei asked Xu Qian, âForgive me for not knowing much. This tea smells fresh and clean, but Iâve never seen it before. Young Master Xu, what is this tea called?â
Xu Qian told everyone, âThis tea is a specialty of our Kunlun. We call it Spring Rain Tea. As the name implies, this Spring Rain Tea is the first batch of tea leaves stir-fried and dried after spring rain.â
At this point, Xu Qian looked down at Shen Yubei, who was sitting on Song Ciâs right. âTeacher Shen, I heard from Junjun that Teacher Shen has been suffering from insomnia in recent years. This Spring Rain Tea has the effect of calming oneâs sleep and is better than all sleeping pills. I have already prepared a box of tea leaves for Teacher Shen. Teacher Shen, why donât you bring it back and try it? If itâs useful, ask Junjun to tell me after you finish it. I will get my family to send some more to Teacher Shen.â
Due to insomnia, Shen Yubei had not rested well these few years and his hair loss was rather serious.
Although Shen Yubei had never interacted with the Kunlun Xu Family before, he had heard others talk about the wonders of the Kunlun Xu Family. Xu Qian was the young master of the Kunlun Xu Family. Since he said that the tea leaves had the effect of calming the mind, it must be true.
Shen Yubeiâs smile widened. He picked up his teacup and took a sip.
Not only was this tea fragrant, its taste was also top-grade. When it was drunk, there was a fragrance left in the mouth and endless aftertaste.
It was good tea.
Shen Yubei put down his teacup and sighed. âYoung Master Xu is so considerate. I will accept these tea leaves.â With that, Shen Yubei shot Han Zhan a helpless look.
On the way to the restaurant, Han Zhan told Shen Yubei that he hoped that Shen Yubei could stand on the same side as him and suppress Xu Qian in terms of aura, making Xu Qian suffer.
However, one could be soft-tongued and short-handed. Shen Yubei had just received benefits from Xu Qian. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldnât do Han Zhan a favor and make things difficult for Xu Qian anymore.
Moreover, Shen Yubei was a thin-skinned artist.
Xu Qian had only used one move to bribe Shen Yubei. This was something Han Zhan didnât expect. But thinking that Xu Qian was the young master of the Xu Family, it was just a matter of using his mouth to bribe people. He instantly felt that it was troublesome.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The kid who coveted Han Jun had a strong background and came aggressively. It was not easy to resist.
Han Zhan didnât really want to cut off Han Jun and Xu Qianâs marriage. It was just that his precious daughter had been targeted by someone elseâs pig before she even reached adulthood. Han Zhan didnât feel hot in his heart and was angry at the thought.
Han Zhan was so angry that he couldnât eat.
Xu Qian also knew that Han Zhan wouldnât be able to accept him anytime soon, so he wasnât in a hurry. At the table, he took good care of Han Jun and didnât forget to hoax Song Ci and Han Miao.
He thought to himself that after he successfully bribed the three women from the Han Family, the remaining two men would be nothing to be afraid of.
Han Zhan saw that Xu Qian was trying his best to please Song Ci and knew what he was up to.
He despised Xu Qianâs glib tongue, but also admired his capabilities. At least at Xu Qianâs age, he didnât have his boldness.
After the meal, Song Ciâs way of addressing Xu Qian had already changed from âYoung Master Xuâ to âLittle Qianâ. Xu Qianâs way of addressing Song Ci had also changed from the initially reserved and polite âMrs. Hanâ to âAuntie Songâ.
Although Xu Qian had exchanged shifts with his colleague, he still had to go to the hospital to guard it. After dinner, Xu Qian didnât send Han Jun back to the hotel. The hotel was just opposite the hotel. After watching Han Jun safely cross the road, Xu Qian drove off.
Song Ci and the rest stood at the entrance of the hotel. After watching Xu Qianâs car drive away, she pulled Han Miao into the hotel lobby.
Han Jun was about to follow when Han Zhan grabbed her arm.
Han Zhan stopped in his tracks and looked up at Han Zhan guiltily. â...Father.â
Han Zhan snorted. âYou still know that I am your father!â Han Zhan stared at Han Jun resentfully and said unhappily, âWhat bewitching potion did he give you? Itâs only been a few days and youâre already siding with him?â
Han Junâs expression was as cold as ever. She was neither humble nor cowardly. She told Han Zhan frankly, âFather, I like him.â
All these years, Han Jun had been asking about Xu Qian. She knew that Xu Qian had only gone to school when he was 10 years old. She knew that Xu Qian had entered the Imperial Capital University when he was 16 years old. She also knew that Xu Qian had become the youngest associate chief physician in the history of the Cardiovascular Surgery Department in the affiliated hospital of the Imperial Capital University.
Xu Qian was like a magnet that attracted Han Junâs attention and attention.
Han Zhan was shocked by Han Junâs straightforwardness. He instinctively said, âYouâre only 17 years old. You still donât understand. A momentary fondness might not last forever.â
Han Jun saw that Song Ci and Han Miao were almost reaching the lift lobby arm in arm. Han Jun retorted to Han Jun in a voice that Song Ci couldnât hear. âI heard from Mother that Father was only my age when he first fell in love.â
Hearing this, Han Zhanâs expression deflated. âYour mother told you?â
Han Jun remained silent.
Han Zhan said thoughtfully, âCould it be that your mother is still jealous of this old romance?â
Han Jun took advantage of Han Zhanâs state of mind to escape. Before she could take a step, Han Zhan grabbed the collar of her sweater. âWhy are you running? Before you finish speaking, stand still!â
Han Jun immediately stood up straight.
Han Zhan told Han Jun, âYes, youâre right. Father has indeed fallen in love at your age. But you also saw that my first love died prematurely.â
Han Zhan knew that his words were very cruel, but honest words were unpleasant to the ear. There were some things that he had to tell Han Jun clearly. âJunjun, Xu Qian is not an ordinary boy. It might not be a good thing for you to provoke him. If you two can get along and have a good relationship, if you really can get married in the future, Father will also be happy to see it happen.â
âBut Junjun, you donât know Xu Qian at all. Tell me, how many days have you two really been together? It hasnât even been 72 hours. Are you sure he is your true love?â
âItâs not that I donât allow you to date or break you up. I just hope that you can maintain your rationality in a relationship.â
Han Zhanâs words were truly thoughtful.
Han Jun was not an ungrateful person, nor was she a rebellious girl who deliberately went against her parents. She thought seriously before saying, âDonât worry, Father. I know what to do.â
âMmm.â
He had said everything he needed to say. Han Zhan believed that Han Jun could understand his intentions. âGo back and rest early. We still have to take the plane back tomorrow.â
âMmm.â
Han Miao and Song Ci entered the lift first. The father-daughter duo took a lift alone to their room.
There were only the two of them in the lift. As the lift slowly rose, some images flashed across Han Junâs mind. She suddenly asked Han Zhan, âFather, who exactly is Auntie Dong?â
Han Zhanâs gray-blue eyes were filled with shock.
He had expected Han Jun to ask this question, but he didnât expect her to come so early today.
All these years, Yan Qingxiu had been living in Dong Yangâs body. Dong Yang had long died, so her appearance would forever remain the year she died.
Yan Qingxiu would not age. Although she was dressed very maturely and was purposely trying to portray the image of a middle-aged single woman, Han Jun, who interacted with Yan Qingxiu everyday, had already noticed something unusual about him.
Han Zhan had thought of how to reply to this question. After hearing Han Junâs question, Han Zhan was momentarily dazed before calming down. He said to Han Jun, âIf you want to know the answer, ask Dong Yang.â
Han Jun knew that she couldnât find an answer from her father and couldnât help feeling discouraged.
Who exactly is Auntie Dong?
It looks like I should find a chance to ask Auntie Dong.
Han Zhan and Song Ci stayed in the presidential suite upstairs. Han Jun left the lift first. Returning to her room, she sent a message to Xu Qian, asking him to return a message to tell her that he was safe after reaching the hospital.
After sending the message, Han Jun went to take a shower first, then went to Han Zhanâs room and moved the documents that Han Zhan needed to settle into her room. She read them one by one.
Han Jun had been helping Han Zhan since she was 15 years old. In the beginning, she only helped him with some simple clerical work. Now, she could already help Han Zhan with documents.
Han Zhan was very satisfied with Han Jun. He didnât expect that among the three children, Han Jun would be the one who looked the most like him. Han Jun loved to dance with knives and sticks, loved to ride horses and shoot arrows, loved money and power. She was like the perfect combination of Nangong Xian and Dugu Jie. She was born to be in power.
Yan Qingxiu had said that Han Junâs true identity was the High Lord of the Snow Region of the Aosheng Continent. She was a fierce god who could scare a child to tears just by her name.
A person like her would never be willing to be ordinary.