Chapter 102

Jiang Wanrou sighed.

"What's wrong?" Li Jingyi asked.

Jiang Wanrou gave a bitter smile and said: "I originally also had an extremely outstanding son, but unfortunately, I have now lost him."

"You are indeed wrong; even if it weren't because of that scumbag, you show no distinction between close and distant, and if I were in your son's position, I would also cut ties with you."

Li Jingyi said.

She gave no face to her best friend at all, speaking quite impolitely.

This made Jiang Wanrou sigh.

Who said it wasn't?

After she came to her senses and reflected, she was covered in cold sweat.

She actually did such a foolish thing.

"Besides, your current husband—you don't dump him, let him suffer eternal damnation, why keep him?"

Li Jingyi continued.

Jiang Wanrou's eyes flashed with a sharp light as she said: "He is the Qin Family's illegitimate son; now the Qin Family has retrieved him, and he has already acknowledged his ancestry and returned to the clan, so I cannot yet act against him lightly."

"Are you worried about the Qin Family's wrath?"

Li Jingyi asked.

"Well, after all, the Qin Family heir is dead, and Qin Weiye is the most outstanding among this group; besides Qin Yihan of the Qin Family, no one is more competitive than him."

Saying this, Jiang Wanrou furrowed her brows.

If it weren't for the Qin Family's involvement, she would have already dealt with Qin Weiye.

"Qin Family, why don't I help you deal with that Qin Weiye? You fear the Qin Family, but I don't."

Li Jingyi said.

"Forget it; your organization has rules—you cannot arbitrarily attack ordinary people for no reason, and besides, you've just been confirmed as a regular member; if you did such a thing, it would likely affect you."

Jiang Wanrou said.

Li Jingyi is in a special organization, and Jiang Wanrou knows this.

She also knows that Li Jingyi has put in great effort to follow in her idol's footsteps.

She does not want her own affairs to cause Li Jingyi's efforts to go to waste.

Li Jingyi sighed, patted Jiang Wanrou's shoulder, and lamented: "If you were that good to my eldest nephew, he wouldn't have severed ties with you."

Jiang Wanrou gave her a white eye and said irritably: "Can't you stop picking at my wound and rubbing salt in it?"

Li Jingyi laughed and didn't mind.

However, she had decided in her heart to go find that eldest nephew and see if she could warm up their relationship.

Seeing her best friend like this, Li Jingyi also felt somewhat uncomfortable.

"Come on, let's go back and change clothes; I'll treat you to a meal."

"Okay, after being abroad for so long, what I miss most is domestic food; I want to eat stinky tofu, I want to eat hot pot."

Li Jingyi's saliva was almost flowing out.

The foreign stuff, eating it occasionally is fine, but eating it every day is simply unbearable for a person.

She doesn't even know how she has managed to get through these past few years.

"Is it really that outrageous?"

Jiang Wanrou laughed and cried at the same time.

Li Jingyi, however, urged: "Forget it, no need to change clothes; let's go eat first."

"Aren't you afraid of running into your idol? You said he's currently in Nan Cheng, right?"

Jiang Wanrou asked with a smile.

She was just joking, but Li Jingyi gave it serious thought and then said: "I'll go back and change clothes, do a nice makeover before going to eat."

Jiang Wanrou stared agape and couldn't help but retort: "You're not serious? Nan Cheng is so huge; how could you possibly just run into him?"

"Even if there's only a slight chance, I can't ignore it; I want to show my idol my most beautiful side."

Having said that, Li Jingyi got into the car and shouted.

"Drive, let's go."

Jiang Wanrou laughed and cried.

She sat in the driver's seat and drove herself.

Because she was coming to pick up her best friend, she didn't bring a driver and drove herself.

The two returned to Li Jingyi's home, changed into a new outfit, and did a delicate makeup.

Then they finally set off.

"I want to eat hot pot."

Li Jingyi said.

"Not eating stinky tofu?"

Jiang Wanrou asked with a smile.

"After finishing hot pot, eat stinky tofu, then go skewer some food, wander until around eleven or twelve, then go eat some seafood."

Li Jingyi said her plan.

Jiang Wanrou stared agape, shrank her neck, and gave a bitter smile: "You're still young and don't mind the trouble; I'm old now and can't handle it—please spare me."

"Are we still sisters?"

Li Jingyi asked.

"I could be your mother."

Jiang Wanrou rolled her eyes at Li Jingyi.

Forget seniority, forget age, alright, let's go—I'm already impatient.

Li Jingyi was practically drooling.

This made Jiang Wanrou both laugh and cry.

The two left Li Jingyi's house and rushed to the hot pot place.

They arrived at the most famous hot pot restaurant in Nan Cheng.

Upon entering, Jiang Wanrou stiffened.

Let's go to another restaurant.

Jiang Wanrou said.

What? Who'd you see? Could it be my great-nephew—you're his aunt, what are you scared of?

Having said that, Li Jingyi tugged Jiang Wanrou along.

Qin Yang was having hot pot with Du Li.

Ji Dou Dou was live-streaming and didn't appear.

Meanwhile, Su Nuan Yue was busy—she had just taken over Baiyun Group and had a lot on her plate.

Qin Yang had suggested hot pot, thinking most girls enjoy hot pot and barbecue.

Sure enough, Du Li was no exception.

Here, Du Li ate with gusto; since meeting her parents, she seldom got to relax like this.

This made Qin Yang feel he'd done the right thing.

Just then, a strong presence approached Qin Yang.

Then a hand landed on Qin Yang's shoulder.

Qin Yang had wanted to dodge, but after hesitating he stayed still.

Great-nephew, let me introduce myself: I'm Li Jingyi, your mother Jiang Wanrou's sister—just call me Aunt.

Qin Yang turned and saw the speaker—whose smiling face instantly turned to shock, rather exaggeratedly.

Li Jingyi panicked.

She hastily pulled her hand from Qin Yang's shoulder and said, "What I just said doesn't count—let's try again."

She then held out her fair little hand and said, "Hello, god‑stick—I'm Hu Die, your admirer; this Ms. Jiang Wanrou is my elder, Aunt Jiang, am I right?"

After saying that, Li Jingyi frantically signaled Jiang Wanrou with her eyes.

Only then did Jiang Wanrou catch on.

God‑stick?

Isn't that the person Li Jingyi admires?

Could it be that she actually likes Qin Yang?

Jiang Wanrou ignored Li Jingyi's comment and burst out, "Li Jingyi, can't you stop being so beastly? You're ten years older than Qin Yang—how can you want an old ox to eat tender grass?"

Li Jingyi said unhappily, "Aunt Jiang, don't talk nonsense—I'm not that old, and love has no age."

Jiang Wanrou glared at Li Jingyi.