Chapter 511: Chapter 511

Wan Chu’er didn’t know what game Kong Zifeng was playing, and Old Mr. Kong’s words earlier were a bit vague too. But she didn’t mind; they could do whatever they wanted as long as it didn’t affect her. She had her grandfather to support her anyway, and she was here today just to deliver a gift.

Hearing Kong Zifeng’s words, Jiang Kechu grinned broadly and gave a subtle signal with his eyes toward the door, asking, "Aren’t you going to introduce us?" The person inside must be Kong Zifeng’s fiancée, and it would be nice to get to know each other at this kind of event.

But Kong Zifeng just smiled and shook his head, saying, "It’s not convenient right now, but you’ll see her at the banquet later."

It seemed that the couple had been through some intense moments inside, so the bride couldn’t come out to meet people. Jiang Kechu didn’t press the issue and just playfully punched Kong Zifeng in the chest.

Wan Chu’er took the opportunity to excuse herself, "We won’t disturb you any further then; we’ll take a seat downstairs."

When a couple is busy, those who are tactful should quickly make themselves scarce. Besides, she didn’t have much of a relationship with Kong Zifeng, no need to be a nuisance here.

Moreover, she was bothered by the matter between Jiang Kechu and Wei Feng, and wanted to take this time to deal with Wei Feng.

Master Ma, standing by, gently reminded Kong Zifeng, "Mr. Kong asked you to take care of Xiao Chu in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wan Chu’er immediately turned to look at him. When did Old Mr. Kong say that Kong Zifeng had to take care of her? And since when was she so familiar with Master Ma that he called her ’Xiao Chu’?

Jiang Kechu narrowed his eyes. Since when did his wife need someone else’s care?

He looked at Kong Zifeng, if Kong Zifeng dared to agree to take care of Wan Chu’er, Jiang Kechu wouldn’t mind giving Kong Zifeng a punch today.

Kong Zifeng scratched his head and took out a black card with gold trim from the inner pocket of his suit jacket, clearly of high quality. He handed the card to Wan Chu’er.

"Here, sister-in-law, we meet for the first time, and I didn’t prepare much. This card will serve as a meeting gift."

Wan Chu’er skeptically said, "I’m not short on money." She thought it was a bank card or something. Kong Zifeng was genuinely rich, richer than her, and she had received several bank cards as meeting gifts before.

"Haha," Kong Zifeng laughed, "Sister-in-law is so adorable. This isn’t a bank card; it’s the supreme VIP black gold card for all entertainment and leisure venues under the Kong Family’s name. With this card, you enjoy the most supreme services, and all for free."

Master Ma by his side also smiled slightly, and Wan Chu’er knew she had made a fool of herself. But without being shy, she graciously said, "I apologize for my ignorance."

However, she took the card. She wasn’t sure what kind of entertainment and leisure venues the Kong Family owned, but since Kong Zifeng had presented it, it must be valuable. Although she usually didn’t like going to such places, she could give it to someone else—Mai Qiqi liked to go out and have fun; it would be a good gift for her.

If someone knew what Wan Chu’er was thinking, they would gaze at her wide-eyed and exclaim in disbelief as if looking at an idiot: "Fool!"

Wan Chu’er politely said, "Thank you." This text is hosted at novel·fire.net

She wondered if she should reciprocate the meeting gift, as it was her first time meeting them. Wan Chu’er thought about it; she had nothing suitable for gifting on her, so she felt a bit embarrassed and said:

"Um, about the engagement gift, I just gave it to your grandfather."

Upon hearing this, Kong Zifeng’s eyes lit up, but he quickly dropped his gaze to hide it, then looked up at Wan Chu’er again, sounding a bit excited:

"Thank you so much, I’m sure I’ll like your gift."

Chuchu laughed twice, not quite understanding Kong Zifeng’s excitement, but with an intention to avoid trouble, she quickly bid him farewell.

After Wan Chu’er and Jiang Kechu left, Kong Zifeng immediately went towards the back building. He had to personally check the gift Wan Chu’er had sent, hoping it was what he expected.

Once back in the banquet hall, Wan Chu’er said to Jiang Kechu, "Let’s go, doesn’t Wei Feng want your help? Let’s handle that first."

Jiang Kechu nodded and tried to wrap his arm around Wan Chu’er’s waist again, but she stepped out of his reach, avoiding his intimacy.

"Chuchu, don’t be petulant, I already promised you," Jiang Kechu said to Wan Chu’er, somewhat helplessly.

Wan Chu’er let out a light laugh, "Whether you really promised me or not, let’s talk about it after dealing with Wei Feng’s matter."

The two of them searched around and soon found Wei Feng and Lin Jiayi whispering behind a camphor tree.

Jiang Kechu deliberately coughed to alert them.

Hearing the noise, Wei Feng and Lin Jiayi both looked over, with Lin Jiayi smiling first, "Cousin, sister-in-law, hello."

Wan Chu’er couldn’t be bothered with polite but insincere chitchat with these two and directly asked Wei Feng, "Lady Wei, what do you need done with your issue? Should Jiang Ke go find that person by himself, or should I? Or would you like to come along?"

Wan Chu’er’s direct and brutal approach left Wei Feng stunned. She couldn’t believe it—Jiang Kechu had actually told Wan Chu’er about the favor she’d asked of him!

This was too disrespectful, too much of a disregard for her!

The blame and silent accusation made Jiang Kechu somewhat uncomfortable; he hadn’t expected Wan Chu’er to be so forthright.

Lin Jiayi quietly raised her estimate of Wan Chu’er’s strength a notch and, to avoid getting involved, chuckled, "Well... you two go ahead and talk. I’m going to find Simon. His Chinese is really... always a source of jokes, it’s better if I keep an eye on him."

She made up an excuse, but the other three didn’t pay any attention. Lin Jiayi glanced at Wei Feng and quickly left, sensing the atmosphere that Wan Chu’er was about to wreak havoc.

Seeing Wei Feng’s lack of response, Wan Chu’er spoke up again to urge her, "Lady Wei, staring at my husband like that is going to cause misunderstandings. What do you want to do? Please make a decision quickly."

The words were restrained, but inside, Wan Chu’er could hardly wait to jump up, put a sack over Wei Feng’s head, and give her a good thrashing—there she was, playing the victim in front of her own man, what the hell?

Unfortunately, Wei Feng was oblivious to Wan Chu’er’s rage. After a moment, she bit her lip and weakly said, "I didn’t expect you would tell anyone else about it."

Although she didn’t name anyone specifically, both Wan Chu’er and Jiang Kechu knew she was addressing Jiang Kechu and blaming him.

Taking a deep breath and steeling himself, Jiang Kechu said, "Wan Chu and I are husband and wife; there are no secrets between us."

Hearing this, Wan Chu’er’s anger cooled by half. She gave Jiang Kechu a glance, acknowledging his stance.

Unexpectedly, Wei Feng gave a desolate smile and said to Wan Chu’er, "I’m sorry, Chuchu, for troubling you. I really have no idea what to do anymore, and I don’t know who else can help, so I had no choice but to turn to Brother Jiang."