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The next day, Ji Xinqing received a message from Tang Han.

At 9 AM on the weekend, in the Red Tree House.

Ji Xinqing was stunned.

Suddenly, she remembered that Tang Jinyao's real identity was in the Red Tree Lodge.

There, he gave her a cheque for ten million...

As Ji Xinqing thought of these things, the image of Tang Jinyao's evil smile surfaced in her mind.

A strange feeling welled up from the bottom of her heart. It was a strange feeling. Ji Xinqing could not figure it out, but she did not reject it.

Ji Xinqing shook her head and stopped thinking about it.

Time passed quickly and it was now the weekend.

Before eight o'clock, Ji Xinqing had arrived at the agreed location with Yang Qi.

After repeatedly warning Yang Qi not to speak carelessly and obtaining her guarantee, Ji Xinqing brought her to the Red Tree House.

It was still the same waiter who had received Ji Xinqing last time.

Upon seeing him, Ji Xinqing smiled.

The waiter returned her smile, "Miss Ji, this way please."

The same winding path.

Ji Xinqing whispered again in Yang Qi's ears, "You came as an assistant this time, you shouldn't interrupt when you should not speak."

Yang Qi curled her lips in dissatisfaction and agreed.

The waiter led them to a glass door.

Unlike the last time, the glass door was grinded.

Ji Xinqing looked up, but didn't see anything.

Soon after, she suddenly remembered that she couldn't see inside, but the people inside could clearly see what was happening outside.

Ji Xinqing lowered her head in embarrassment.

The waiter took a step forward, "Second Miss, Young Master, Miss Ji has arrived."

Small... Young Master?

Ji Xinqing's expression froze.

He thought that Tang Qing would be the only one to attend the meeting, but who would've thought that he would be there as well?

Ji Xinqing noticed the peculiar feeling in her heart and frowned. Before she could figure out what it was, she heard a beautiful voice, "Invite her in."

The waiter opened the door, bent over and made a "please" gesture, "Miss Ji, this way please."

Ji Xinqing could only suppress the strangeness in her heart as she walked in with a faint smile.

Yang Qi followed closely behind.

A man and a woman sat cross-legged facing each other.

The woman wore a light blue kimono with complicated patterns on it. Compared to the last time, it looked even more graceful and dignified.

The man sat there lazily. When he saw Ji Xinqing, he even turned his head and smiled at her.

He had an evil look on his face.

The smile on Ji Xinqing's face froze. She still pulled the corners of her mouth politely and greeted the two of them.

"Mr. Tang, Miss Qing."

As she spoke, she didn't forget to introduce Yang Qi behind her.

"This is the vice chairman of 'Starry Sky', Yang Qi."

Yang Qi magnanimously opened her mouth, "Mr. Tang, Miss Qing, how do you do?"

Tang Jinyao's gaze was glued to Ji Xinqing.

She didn't seem to dare to look at him. Her eyes were filled with emptiness.

Tang Jinyao shook her head. Unexpectedly, she let out a soft laugh and said, "Please take a seat, the two of you."

After taking off their shoes, Ji Xinqing and Yang Qi also sat down cross-legged.

Ji Xinqing was still nervous.

Because... Tang Jinyao was sitting right next to her, still looking at her with a smile.

For some unknown reason, every time Ji Xinqing came into contact with Tang Yao, her ears would start to burn.

Just like now.

Before she came, Ji Xinqing prepared countless of words to say.

But now …

Ji Xinqing took a deep breath as her scalp went numb. She raised her head with a smile, "Miss Qing."

Tang Qing, who hadn't spoken for a long time, finally raised her head.

She met Ji Xinqing's gaze and smiled, "President Ji, long time no see."

Tang Qing's smile was very meaningful, causing Ji Xinqing to tense up.

However, she could only straighten her back, not daring to relax in the slightest.

However, Tang Jinyao caught sight of her tightly clenched fist. He picked up the teacup on the table and fiddled with it for a moment before continuing in a leisurely manner, "Miss Ji, you're too nervous."

Ji Xinqing's smile froze and she subconsciously replied, "I didn't …"

Before he could finish his sentence, Tang Qing laughed, "Chairman Ji, Little Four is right. You don't need to be so nervous. When I meet you today, I don't have any business goals. You can relax a bit."

Yang Qi also quietly pulled on Ji Xinqing's sleeves and whispered, "President."

Ji Xinqing smiled awkwardly and lowered her head in silence.

But within a second, her eyes widened.

Just now, why had Miss Tang Qing called out to him?

Small... Four.

Little Four?

Ji Xinqing pondered over the name and quickly understood.

Tang Jinyao was the youngest of the Tang Family's grandchildren, and had three older sisters.

No wonder Tang Qing called him Little Four.

It looked like the relationship between the brother and sister seemed to be very good.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Tang Qing to meet him.

It seemed like he had once again owed Tang Jinyao a favor.

Suddenly, a "pa" sound was heard.

Ji Xinqing raised her head.

A blue and white porcelain tea set was added to the table.

Teapot, teacup, teaspoon... Everything.

"President Ji." Tang Qing called her again.

Ji Xinqing's heart tensed up as she did not understand what was going on. She looked at Tang Qing with a puzzled expression, "Miss Qing, what are you doing — —"

"President Ji, before you came, I made a bet with Little Four."

Ji Xinqing asked, "What did you bet with Mr. Tang?"

Tang Qing smiled, "I heard that President Ji's father is very accomplished in the art of tea. I wonder if President Ji has learned anything in this aspect?"

So, Tang Qing meant for him to show off his tea ceremony?

Ji Xinqing pursed her lips and did not answer immediately.

It was definitely not as simple as just showing off your tea ceremony.

It's quite possible that... It was a test, a test of the future development of the "starry sky".

After a while, Ji Xinqing smiled and replied, "Miss Qing is too polite. My tea ceremony is not as good as my father's, if you and Mr. Tang don't mind …"

"Miss Ji, I've spent quite a bit of effort to help you bring Tang Qing here. Furthermore, I've just made a bet with her that you're a master in the area of tea ceremony. You mustn't let me down."

A hint of red quickly appeared on Ji Xinqing's fair ears.

This man really is …

Taking a deep breath, Ji Xinqing smiled.

His father, Ji Hongxi, drank tea and had a high attainments in the art of tea.

Ji Xinqing had been living the same life since she was young, so it was not difficult for her to brew a pot of tea.

Ji Xinqing began to wash the tea set at a leisurely pace.

Under her delicate hands, the blue and white porcelain tea set became more refined and elegant.

Ji Xinqing could feel Tang Jinyao's intense gaze on her.

Because of the brewing of the tea, her heart had become much calmer. She had completely forgotten about the strange feeling Tang Jinyao had given her.

The tea was an excellent silver needle. The moment he opened the pot, a faint fragrance immediately assaulted his nose.

As Ji Xinqing recalled the steps Ji Hong took to brew the tea, she gracefully displayed her skills.

In just a few minutes, a bitter fragrance wafted out.

Ji Xinqing poured the tea into the teacup, then poured the tea into the teacup from the teacup.

He let out a sigh of relief, "Miss Qing, Mr. Tang, please have a taste."