Chapter 791: Chapter 771: Gongyang Che
Upon their arrival at Han Moxuan, before even entering, they heard the noise—a young man in leopard-print tight pants and a black leather jacket, clutching a scantily clad woman, was causing a scene in the shop.
"Hey, are you guys bullying customers because your shop is big? Come one, come all, and see for yourselves. This jade bracelet shattered before I even touched it, and now you’re blaming me?"
These two really weren’t bothered by the cold; unmistakably, one was dressed for winter, the other for summer.
Luo Qianqian couldn’t help but laugh.
Hearing the laughter, both the customers and the staff in the shop turned to look. The difference was that the staff looked relieved, while the woman in the man’s arms was visibly tense.
"What’s going on?" Jimo Cheng shook his head at the steward and looked at Luo Qianqian.
Luo Qianqian, keeping her cool, said, "I’m just curious why all the jade displayed in the cabinet is fine, but the one that broke had poor translucency?"
With an air of calm, she stepped forward, looked at the pieces of the jade bracelet on the table, and then stretched out her hand to the staff, "Get me a jade bracelet that has a similar translucency to that one," she pointed to an empty spot under the glass counter.
Although unaware of what Luo Qianqian was planning, the staff member still fetched it. Luo Qianqian casually gathered the pieces together, then stretched her hand toward Jimo Cheng, "Handkerchief."
Jimo Cheng naturally handed over the handkerchief. Luo Qianqian, with a calm face, wrapped the jade bracelet with the handkerchief and smashed it onto the ground, shattering it into three pieces.
In muted silence, Luo Qianqian picked up the handkerchief. In front of the dumbstruck couple, she unfolded the handkerchief, took out a piece of jade, and compared it with another pile on the table, "The fracture surfaces are clearly different, right? This is obviously glass. Whether the shop is bullying the customer or what, I don’t know, but what I do want to say is..." Luo Qianqian pointed at the camera disguised as a decoration, "there’s surveillance here."
She then promptly pulled out her wallet, "Charge it to the card." She looked in her wallet and drew a card that Jimo Cheng had given her, still with a composed face.
Then, leisurely picking up the three sections of the jade bracelet, she smiled at Jimo Cheng, "I’d like to make three similar pendants out of these curves, for my three confirmed sisters-in-law," she said.
Jimo Cheng nodded. "Okay."
The man, looking at a loss, said, "I’m done. This is no fun. Why does every shop have surveillance? What’s the need for an antique shop to have surveillance?" As he spoke, the man pulled out a jade bracelet from beneath his clothes, placed it on the glass counter, and looked at Luo Qianqian and Jimo Cheng, "You’re quite bold. Surely you’re not just regular customers?"
Jimo Cheng naturally pulled Luo Qianqian behind him, "I am Jimo Cheng, how can I assist you?"
"I am Gongyang Che." The man appeared indifferent, pushing the woman away and casually pulling out his wallet, he snatched a few bills and threw them at her, "Get lost."
Watching the woman leave the shop, he turned to Jimo Cheng, "I was looking for you."
Jimo Cheng raised an eyebrow. "May I know why?" His voice turned colder, aware of the bad relations, knowing full well that he and Luo Qianqian were nearly killed by Gongyang Chou, with whom they shared a hostile history.
"I heard from Grandfather that your fiancée is quite something, so I came to see for myself." Gongyang Che’s gaze had already shifted to Luo Qianqian.
Ignoring Luo Qianqian’s furrowed brow, he shook his head and unapologetically remarked, "Flat-chested, short, obviously malnourished. Drink more soy milk, kid."
Luo Qianqian looked puzzled. What? How is that any of your business?
Jimo Cheng pulled Luo Qianqian behind him, "What my fiancée is like is none of your business, as long as I like her."
"You have a thing for kids?" Gongyang Che looked incredulous, but in the next second, he seemed to realize something, "Right, right, you’re just a kid too. I almost forgot given your height."
Luo Qianqian frowned tightly. Just now, she had revealed him because she sensed the spiritual energy of the jade on this person. As for throwing the Jade Bracelet? That was purely an outburst, infuriated by Lin Jiayou’s ex-girlfriend, she just wanted to vent her anger ...
"What exactly are you here for?" Jimo Cheng furrowed his brow, "Visitors are guests, and we naturally welcome customers since we run a business, but if you’re here to cause trouble ..."
"Oh, just stopping by to see you guys, and maybe drop a gauntlet or something. Nowadays, the number of people who can earn my grandfather’s praise is few and far between. I’ve taken some interest in you." As he spoke, Gongyang Che’s finger pointed at Luo Qianqian.
Luo Qianqian was furious, "What does your interest in me have to do with me? Do whatever you love, get lost." After saying that, she turned and walked into the off-limits Han Moxuan territory.
Jimo Cheng watched Luo Qianqian walk in, amused and also heaved a sigh of relief.
He stared coldly at Gongyang Che, "What? Trying to steal my fiancée from me?"
"You know that my grandfather and your grandfather are sworn enemies, right?" Gongyang Che didn’t target Luo Qianqian anymore; he just calmly looked at Jimo Cheng.
Jimo Cheng was taken aback, then nodded his head.
Gongyang Che curved his lips, "Ironically, I also study painting, but unlike your monochrome stuff, I study oil painting."
Jimo Cheng frowned tightly, so what was he implying?
"So? I feel it should be up to us younger generation to take over this fight, but since it’s a fight, there should be some stakes, right?"
"What do you mean?" Jimo Cheng’s face had never been so cold this very moment.
"What do I mean? Guess." Gongyang Chou leaned against a counter, his face reflecting a reckless disdain, "I’m quite interested in your underdeveloped fiancée."
"Interested my ass!" Luo Qianqian brought out a basin of water, calmly poured a bottle of ink into it in front of Gongyang Chou’s face, "Do you want to be doused and sent out to enjoy a water-splashing festival, or do you prefer to roll out on your own?"
Jimo Cheng had never seen Luo Qianqian this fierce before and was somewhat startled for a moment.
But he quickly regrouped and prepared for attack, clearly meaning if Gongyang Che said another word, he’d kick him out.
"Heh, little hot pepper, I really do like this flavor, but the figure has to be spicier for it to be good," said Gongyang Che calmly.
His face clearly indicated: I’m from the Gongyang Family, you guys won’t dare to do anything to me.
Luo Qianqian wore a coy smile, "Is that so? So you like this flavor?"
Then she directly picked up the basin and splashed it over, not just drenching Gongyang Che, but also darkening a large area on the ground, including... behind him, where Old Master Jimo was standing in a Tang suit.
"Damn! You really dare to do it?! You little demon!" Gongyang Che was drenched from head to toe; he had underestimated Luo Qianqian, thinking what could a heavy wooden basin hold? Little did he know it contained so much water!
"Not only do I dare to douse you with water, but I dare to beat you too!" Luo Qianqian slammed the basin over Gongyang Che’s head and jumped up to kick him.
Jimo Cheng wanted to intervene, but Luo Qianqian subtly pushed him away, "I’ll let you insult me, I’ll let you talk about me, now get lost." As she spoke, she saw Old Master Jimo enter the house and directly kicked Gongyang Che out of the main door, then her face showed a slightly odd expression.
