Obsessive Tycoon and His Swan Girl-Chapter 44 - A Fine Cup of Green Tea

Chapter 44: Chapter 44 A Fine Cup of Green Tea

Chapter 44 -44 A Fine Cup of Green Tea

Jiang Zhe opened it and glanced inside; the cherries, just like before, were all connected in pairs, which was pleasing to the eye.

Without much thought, she wrapped up her chewing gum in paper, looking for a trash can when Qin Jingchen naturally took it from her, tucking it into his jacket pocket—they were seated in the middle, and the seats on both sides were already full, making it inconvenient to leave.

Fen Ye was staring at Qin Jingchen, astonished that the man who was so particular about cleanliness didn’t even frown as he put the chewed gum into his pocket!

Then, he saw Jiang Zhe pick up two cherries and pop them into her mouth!

Fen Ye leaned in to ask Jiang Zhe, “Sister-in-law, are the cherries sweet?”

“Quite sweet,” Jiang Zhe replied while eating.

“Can you tell they’re sweet just by looking at them?” Fen Ye was genuinely curious.

“Mm.” Jiang Zhe nodded casually.

Fen Ye was utterly convinced.

Song Xingyu passed the cherries in his hand to him, “Bro Fen, have some cherries.”

“No thanks,” Fen Ye said irritably—he was about to be stuffed full of dog food.

A faint, inexplicable smile played on Qin Jingchen’s lips.

Jiang Zhe passed the cherries to Qin Jingchen, who looked at her pink fingertips and then took two of them.

Jiang Fanyue, accompanied by Tan Lu and Zhang Xi, made her way to Jiang Zhe’s seat, the people on either side automatically making way for her.

Jiang Fanyue was undoubtedly the center of attention tonight, as everyone knew she was very likely to be taken on as a disciple by Master Yue on the spot.

What was she doing here now?

She arrived in front of Jiang Zhe with a beaming smile, “Classmate Jiang.”

As Jiang Zhe lazily continued to pick up two cherries, Xia Enci stood up, “What do you want with our Xiaozhe?”

“Xia classmate, there’s no need to be so tense. I’m approaching Classmate Jiang with good intentions. When Jiang classmate was in the second year of junior high, she sent a piano recording for the preliminary round of the last piano competition and was selected for the finals, but unfortunately, she didn’t attend at that time. Today, Master Yue heard about this and is willing to give you an extra spot on the spot; this is a good opportunity, Classmate Jiang, don’t waste such a chance,” Fanyue said.

Hearing Jiang Fanyue’s words, the people around all showed envious expressions.

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You should know that not everyone could participate in today’s competition; many had gone through many preliminary rounds to make it to today’s finals.

Just being able to participate was an opportunity, a chance to be chosen.

And just with a few words from Jiang Fanyue, Master Yue was willing to make an exception for Jiang Zhe, recommending her for the finals, which also showed how much he valued Jiang Fanyue.

For a moment, everyone didn’t know whether to envy Jiang Fanyue or Jiang Zhe.

“Not interested, not participating,” Jiang Zhe said slowly as she spat out the cherry pits, and Qin Jingchen naturally reached out to take the tissue she wrapped the pits in, then smoothly passed her a clean tissue.

The noble and extraordinary man did these things effortlessly, with natural grace, without even lifting his head to look at the people around him, as if he was born to take care of Jiang Zhe, his gaze solely on her.

And yet, such attentive gestures, when performed by him, did not diminish his demeanor at all. He was as elegant as if he were handling jewels instead of tissues and cherry pits.

Even though Jiang Fanyue was doted on by Gu Jiaheng, she had never received such care.

Tan Lu couldn’t stand it anymore and said, “Jiang Zhe, don’t tell me you’re scared? Haven’t you practiced piano with Fanyue before? Not daring to compete now, are you scared?”

Jiang Zhe ignored her, simply finding the cherries delicious tonight.

Tan Lu punched cotton and sneered, “Oh, you’re scared, aren’t you? Back in eighth grade, you signed up for the competition, but instead of going, you were found holding hands with a boy by the river, strolling. At such a young age, you were already up to no good—puppy love, skipping class, poor grades. If you can’t even manage your studies, how good can your piano playing be?”

Provoked by her comments, many people started to jeer, “In love since eighth grade? No wonder you’re in the unnamed class now.”

“Skip the piano competition for a date, tsk tsk tsk, bad habits from a young age. You didn’t dare compete then, let alone now!”

“With that flirtatious look, no wonder it’s the result of an early romance.”

Jiang Zhe’s hand, holding the cherries, paused slightly; he didn’t look at the others but turned his gaze to Qin Jingchen.

At the same time, Qin Jingchen was looking at her, his eyes deep and quiet like an inscrutable, icy pool.

His expression, obviously, was not influenced by Tan Lu’s provocation or the rumors, but it was nevertheless visibly shrouded in a haze.

If Jiang Zhe wasn’t mistaken, that subdued haze could probably be called: jealousy.

“If you don’t believe her words, then why feel jealous?” Jiang Zhe twirled two cherries, her lips slightly pursed.

Qin Jingchen’s gaze was drawn to her pouting red lips, and he suddenly let out a laugh, realizing his own contradiction.

Instantly, he also probably understood the reason; the rumor of early romance was likely nonsense—she didn’t seem the type to fall for someone easily, but those who liked her were surely overwhelmingly many.

And her care for the children at the orphanage was genuine, as evidenced by her behavior toward Xiao Meng.

Naturally, there would be jealousy.

“It’s just that thinking of how many people you care about, yet I’m not among them,” Qin Jingchen said, his laughter stopping as his lips slightly pursed.

Jiang Zhe sensed the change in his expression and could roughly guess what he was thinking. She extended the cherries in her hand to him.

Her pale fingers, holding the cherries, looked particularly beautiful.

Qin Jingchen reached out to take them, the depth in his eyes clearing away, his lips unable to suppress a slight upward curve.

Amidst the clamor of people around them, Qin Jingchen and Jiang Zhe locked eyes, enveloped in a profound silence, as if the commotion of the outside world hardly reached their eyes or ears.

People around them continued to instigate, mostly discussing Jiang Zhe.

Her looks were so out of sync with her academic performance that it was no wonder everyone was willing to believe Tan Lu’s words.

A pretty girl with poor grades easily becomes linked with being a vase, and slander was inevitable.

Jiang Fanyue stood up and spoke out for justice, “Tan Lu, stop it. Don’t spread rumors.”

Xia Enci couldn’t help but say, “Jiang Fanyue, playing both the good and the bad guy all by yourself. You start the trouble, and when everyone has had their laugh, you come to douse the flames. You really know how to brew a good cup of green tea, refreshing and stimulating.”

Laughter spread through the crowd at Xia Enci’s insult to Jiang Fanyue with the tea analogy.

Some people also came to the realization, Xia Enci’s words made too much sense; wasn’t it Jiang Fanyue who started this whole thing?

Jiang Fanyue’s face flushed red with embarrassment, but she quickly regained her composure, “It was Master Yue who proposed Jiang to participate in the competition. I was merely here to relay the message. If you all really think that way, then pretend I was never here!”