Chapter 81: What is a Trik Butterfly?

Entering the Private Restaurant, Ji Xiang found the private room and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Ji Xiang pushed the door open and went in.

Van Cleef & Arpels limited edition Alhambra bracelet, Chopard diamond-encrusted watch, Cartier Saint Laurent collection necklace, Hermès limited edition bag, the latest LV clothing, Dior high heels.

A thick scent of money rushed toward him.

"Hello, I am Ji Xiang." Ji Xiang glanced at the two women chatting and laughing in the room and greeted them politely.

For a blind date, the woman had brought someone else along; Ji Xiang was a bit puzzled. But he didn't know the rules of blind dates and assumed this was normal.

"Ji Xiang, hello, my name is Feng Yuqing." The young girl stood up, extended her hand with a beaming smile, and looked Ji Xiang up and down.

After sitting down, the girl's gaze was still wandering all over Ji Xiang.

"Is there a flower growing on my face?" Ji Xiang asked with a smile.

"It's different from what I imagined," Feng Yuqing said.

"How so?"

"Uncle Ji and Aunt Qian eloped back in the day; even a junior like me knows about it, and I'm quite envious." Feng Yuqing continued to look Ji Xiang up and down, as if he were a piece of Warring States period bronze ware just dug out of the dirt.

Ji Xiang even had a feeling—this girl wanted to come over and inspect him.

As for what she said about his father's past, her subtext was about him marrying into the family, but Ji Xiang didn't care.

"My dad notified me about this blind date, and it annoyed me to death; they really are meddlesome," Feng Yuqing said. "But once I heard it was you, I agreed."

"Ha, why?"

"There are rumors in the circle about a few major events your father was involved in back then, and I was curious. Because your father never went to the Jiangnan region, I never had a chance to meet him."

Ji Xiang smiled.

"For this blind date, I spent the last few days rushing to binge-read a whole pile of 'son-in-law' novels."

"!!!" Ji Xiang immediately felt this girl was sick in the head.

"If only life were like the novels," Feng Yuqing sighed, then a bright smile appeared on her face. "It's a pity, Uncle Ji built his illustrious reputation with his bare hands back then, and the novels never wrote it like that."

"It's all nonsense; I never read them." Ji Xiang's gaze landed on the slightly older woman.

"My name is Liu Hui, I am the young lady's manager."

"Hello, Liu Jie." Ji Xiang greeted her.

"Ji Xiang, that name is quite rustic," Feng Yuqing said very bluntly. "All these years during the New Year, you and your father would just come home to pay a New Year's call and then leave; I couldn't even see the legend of those days. Where is your old man?"

Ji Xiang was speechless.

The girl he was on a blind date with wouldn't stop talking about his old man in every sentence; this feeling was truly very strange.

He had heard stories about his old man since he was a child, but he didn't think much of them; he hadn't expected that among the younger generation, he had already become a legend.

To the point where, during a blind date, the other party was more interested in his old man.

"Yuqing." Liu Hui smiled and interrupted Feng Yuqing's words. "You two chat, I'll go order the food. Ji..."

"Just call me Ji Xiang; I'm just an ordinary person, I can't handle being called 'Young Master'."

"Do you have any dietary restrictions?" Liu Hui asked.

"No, anything is fine."

Liu Hui gave Feng Yuqing a look and went out to order the food.

"Ji Xiang, what does your dad do now?" Feng Yuqing asked. "Sweeps the streets every day?"

"..." Ji Xiang didn't understand this girl's train of thought at all. "Why sweep the streets?"

"The Sweeping Monk! The most badass experts all live in seclusion among the common folk!"

"No, he cooks for me every day."

"My god, someone that badass cooks and you still eat it?"

"He's my dad," Ji Xiang said helplessly.

This girl's brain really seemed to have some issues, but that was fine; at least she wasn't putting on airs and didn't feel awkward.

"The Northeast is so cold, completely unsuitable for human habitation; I thought you and Uncle Ji lived in seclusion like savages."

"Not at all," Ji Xiang said. "How come you suddenly came here?"

"Liu Jie took a fancy to a young girl, saying her voice was exceptionally good, a voice of nature, and the girl group needed a lead. It's a pity, that girl got sick just after being spotted, and she hasn't gotten better."

Such a coincidence? Ji Xiang was startled.

"Is being in a girl group interesting?" Ji Xiang asked.

"It's alright, mainly I want to hold a concert. As for the rest, whatever." Feng Yuqing's eyes were still darting all over Ji Xiang.

"What are you looking at?"

"I always thought you would be dressed very ordinarily, the kind you wouldn't even notice if you were thrown into a crowd." Feng Yuqing looked at Ji Xiang in confusion. "But what you're wearing is custom-made from Savile Row in London, right?"

"What exactly have you been through to think I would wear clothes covered in patches?" Ji Xiang asked curiously.

"Playing the pig to eat the tiger, right? Wasn't that how Uncle Ji was when he was young? They say when he first visited, no one looked down on him, and then..."

Ji Xiang spread his hands; this girl's head was full of that long-outdated 'playing the pig to eat the tiger' trope; novels didn't even write like that anymore.

"Little friend Feng Yuqing, shall we go see the girl your manager took a fancy to?" Although Ji Xiang was grumbling internally, he didn't say anything else; he was more concerned about that girl's illness.

"Ji Xiang, let me correct a few of your mistakes.

First, I am not a little friend; you are one year older than me, you can't call me that."

Feng Yuqing's delicate brows furrowed slightly as she spoke seriously.

"And then, we are here on a blind date; you proposing to see another girl in front of the woman you're dating, that's not very good, is it? Even though I know you are just as uninterested in this as I am, respect is mutual."

"Look at you." Ji Xiang smiled. "I am currently a Standardized Training Doctor; no matter how you put it, I am a doctor, and I am more interested in treating illnesses."

After saying this, Ji Xiang told Feng Yuqing about how Chen had asked him early that morning for Urological Calculus to use as a medicinal ingredient.

Feng Yuqing's eyes lit up all of a sudden.

"Is it that ignorant?" Feng Yuqing said, "I've never even heard of it."

"I don't think it's ignorance," Ji Xiang said earnestly. "A patient seeking medical help and medicine has tried every method, and in the end, without even a diagnosis, they can only treat a dead horse as if it were alive. That's probably what it means, so I think I need to go take a look."

"Yo, you really think of yourself as a doctor?"

"Of course, I'm very capable," Ji Xiang said.

"Let's go, let's go, I want to see your level." Feng Yuqing stood up and beckoned to Ji Xiang.

Compared to eating, she wanted even more to see what Ji Xiang looked like wearing a White Uniform and treating people.

She had heard plenty of legends regarding Ji Xiang and his father; it was said that the name Ji Xiang was given by the old man of the Qian Family. As for whether it was unsophisticated or not, it didn't matter much in the Northeast where the emperor was far away, but if they were in the Jiangnan region, Feng Yuqing wouldn't have the guts to say so.

Since the legendary Ji Xiang could actually practice medicine, how could Feng Yuqing not be curious?

"Let me tell you, Ji Xiang," Feng Yuqing said. "Liu Jie found a very famous doctor from the Department of Nephrology in Shanghai for a video consultation and diagnosis. If you aren't certain, it's best not to speak."

She still had some reservations, fearing that Ji Xiang might fly into a rage out of shame.

"I know. If the Expert makes the right diagnosis, naturally I will listen to them. What I want is a diagnosis and to cure the illness, not to have someone or other think highly of me."

"Heh, you really have the same temper as your Ji Shu," Feng Yuqing said, looking at Ji Xiang with a smile.

A white dress drifted past, and a faint scent lingered between his nose and mouth; Ji Xiang sniffed.

"Smells good, right?"

"The smell of money."

"It really is quite unsophisticated," Feng Yuqing sighed.

The two left, and they ran into the manager Liu Hui, who was just returning. Seeing the two leave while chatting and laughing, Liu Hui was stunned.

It shouldn't be that they had a falling out; Liu Hui had the correct judgment.

But in the time it took to order a dish, why were they leaving?

Feng Yuqing explained the situation to her manager, and Liu Hui didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

When going downstairs, Liu Hui deliberately slowed down by two steps and asked in a low voice, "Ji..."

"Just call me Ji Xiang, or Doctor Xiao Ji is fine too; I'm a bit allergic to the rest," Ji Xiang hurriedly stopped Liu Hui's words and cautioned her.

"Ji Xiang..." Liu Hui said it quite stiffly, but she immediately adapted and asked in a lowered voice, "The Madam instructed me to ask you for your thoughts on this blind date."

"I know, you go back and wait for news," Ji Xiang said indifferently.

"..." Liu Hui was speechless.

What kind of talk was that!

Downstairs, Feng Yuqing got into a nanny van and waved for Ji Xiang to come along.

"No thanks, I came by bicycle."

"Still saying you aren't showing off, riding a bicycle on purpose!" Feng Yuqing said with disdain.

But when she saw that bicycle of Ji Xiang's with the butterfly printed on it, her eyes sparkled with a dazzling light like stars.

"Holy shit!" The girl had originally wanted to play the part of someone gentle and virtuous, but she blurted out a swear word on the spot.

Seeing Ji Xiang leave first on his bicycle, Liu Hui smiled, "I heard that he was quite low-key back in the day; I didn't expect his son to be like this too."

"Liu Jie, this damn well isn't being low-key!" Feng Yuqing watched Ji Xiang leave, her eyes never leaving the bicycle Ji Xiang was riding.

"Miss, isn't it just a bicycle? Even if it's carbon fiber, how much could it be worth?"

"Liu Jie, some people show off their wealth, some people are low-key; do you know where the difference lies?"

Liu Hui was silent.

"It lies in whether you recognize it or not."

Feng Yuqing spoke very vaguely, and only after watching Ji Xiang's figure disappear around the corner did she sigh.

"What's the story with that bicycle?" Liu Hui asked.

"There were two Trek Butterfly bikes auctioned at Sotheby's last year, do you know that?"

Liu Hui shook her head.

She had never heard of such an unfamiliar term as Trek Butterfly.

"A bicycle, 5 million USD each. I wanted a Trek Butterfly for my coming-of-age ceremony, but my dad didn't buy it for me and got me a Lamborghini instead."

"..."

"It's really too high-profile, hateful!" Feng Yuqing clenched her small fists, let out a breath, and lay back in her seat.

Liu Hui looked in the direction where Ji Xiang's figure had disappeared, feeling somewhat dazed.

In her eyes, other than being tall and handsome, that young man looked just like an ordinary person.

But who could have imagined that the bicycle he was riding was actually some Trek Butterfly.

Could the Miss have seen it wrong?

"Let's go, let's go see that teammate of mine," Feng Yuqing said.

"Miss, what did you and Ji Xiang talk about? Why are you suddenly so interested in seeing a doctor?"

"He said he is a doctor."

Liu Hui suddenly felt a strange sensation; she didn't know why, but she was quite looking forward to Ji Xiang making a fool of himself.

A young man born into a legendary family, arrogant and domineering...

Although Ji Xiang hadn't said anything or done anything, in Liu Hui's heart, her evaluation of him remained arrogant and domineering.

Seeing a doctor isn't something you can just do with money. Liu Hui also had quite a bit of confidence in the Expert she had found, and she didn't know what kind of expression Ji Xiang would have when he saw the old Expert diagnosing via video.

(End of chapter)