Chapter 0019 Scratched by a Cat (2 / 2)

Su Wanqing turned her head and met Qi Zhiyu’s eyes that seemed to hide a sly smile, while the air conditioning in the room was cold, but his wet clothes against his skin were a real concern.

“I think you’d better take a shower first.”

Her words revealed concern, but also contained an ineffable tacit understanding.

“Breakfast doesn’t taste good when it’s cold.”

Qi Zhiyu raised his eyebrows, his words echoed Qi Lao’s, and for a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

“Well, let’s have breakfast first and then take a shower afterward.”

Qi Lao intervened at the right time to break this embarrassment, and the tacit cooperation between the grandparents and grandchildren actually implied that Su Wanqing wiped Qi Zhiyu’s sweat first.

Su Wanqing gathered all her emotions and took the towel, moving gently to wipe away the sweat from his forehead, before slowly moving downward, eventually stopping at the spot on the back of his neck.

A stark scratch was plainly visible, a mark of last night’s madness mixed with the memory of being out of control.

The roots of her ears could not help but heat up, recalling that night, was it the effect of the medicinal soup, or was it his deliberate action, under all kinds of tactics, she nearly collapsed, and the haphazard scratching after ineffective pleading for mercy had inadvertently left such a deep mark.

When she touched the nape of his neck, Qi Zhiyu appeared unusually submissive, and the slight tilting of his head, which seemed to deliberately show off the scratches, happened to fall into Qi Lao’s line of sight.

The corners of the old man’s mouth twitched imperceptibly, and his low laugh was filled with flirtation, “Brat ……”

Su Wanqing’s ears burned even hotter, and she couldn’t help but secretly wonder if this was Qi Zhiyu’s subtle way of reporting their “achievements” to her elders.

“What’s going on with this neck of yours?” Qi Wenfeng on the side asked in disbelief, obviously completely unaware of all this.

“Scratched by a cat.”

Qi Zhi Iu hooked her lips into a smile and easily uttered a simple explanation, as if the little wild cat that had intruded in her home last night was the culprit for all of this.

“Cough, cough, cough-” Kijayi’s cough, caused by the accident, was quickly masked with a drink of water, and then he stood up and left the table with the excuse that he was full.

Qi Wenfeng was stunned, a moment later, seemed to realize something, opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by a meaningful “hmmmm”.

Qi Lao’s low and majestic voice echoed in the chamber as the topic abruptly changed: “Any progress on the Machi Ladder project?” A discussion about the family business was about to unfold, and everything that had just happened seemed to be just a small interlude after tea, gone with the wind.

Qi Wenfeng sniffed, his brow peaks slightly wrinkled, his attention instantly detached from the previous topic, his tone was smooth, revealing an unobtrusive composure, “It’s true that there are no clear results yet, but I’ve already deployed a commissioner who will continue to keep an eye on the movement of this matter.”

“The advancement of the Machi Ladder project must be accelerated, the longer it is delayed, the outside world will only misunderstand that our YG Group is being perfunctory.”

Qi Lao’s words earnestly, that from the inside out exudes the unspoken self-will of the gas, quietly diffuse in the entire restaurant space, making everyone present feel a trace of invisible pressure.

“Yes, Father, I understand.”

Qi Wenfeng’s face gradually became heavy, as if he was carrying a thousand pounds of weight between his eyebrows, revealing the many considerations and worries that he was shouldering within his heart.

Just as Su Wanqing wanted to continue eating, Qi Zhi Iu motionlessly touched her gently with her elbow, a subtle but hard to ignore movement.

“What’s wrong again, is something wrong?”

Su Wanqing responded with some surprise, a few inquiries between her eyebrows.