Transmigrating into a book and becoming a female supporting character in a sadistic novel

Jiang Qi gently tugged at the corner of Gu Jingcheng's clothes.

Gu Jingcheng glanced at Jiang Qi and understood what she meant. He immediately continued, "Okay, call her out. After all, she is someone else's lady."

"...Yes." Nan Feng was unwilling, but since Gu Jingcheng had spoken, he could only agree. Then he turned around and left.

Gu Jingcheng and his party were also led to the private room.

After sitting down, Lin Yue looked at the decoration of the room, and then couldn't help but ask Jiang Qi curiously: "Does that Nan Feng have a grudge against you?"

Before Jiang Qi could respond, Bai Qianyu beside her took a sip of water and said, "Your sister is her love rival."

"Ah!" Lin Yue looked at Jiang Qi in surprise.

Before Jiang Qi could say anything, Bai Qianyu continued, "No, it should be said that she unilaterally regarded your sister as a love rival."

"What's going on?" Lin Yue's gossipy nature was aroused, and she moved closer to Bai Qianyu to ask.

Bai Qianyu was about to start telling the story when he was interrupted by Jiang Qi.

"Okay, you two stay quiet for a while." After saying that, he looked at Lin Yue and said, "And you, stay out of the adults' business. You're not a paparazzi. Why are you gossiping so much?"

"I'm not a child anymore. I'm 19 and almost 20." Lin Yue said unconvinced.

The remaining three people, who were almost 25 or already 25, looked at her and didn't know what to say for a moment.

At this time, the door of the room opened and everyone stopped talking. The waiter began to serve tea, appetizers, and soup pots, which were then removed one by one, and finally the main course.

Looking at the dishes on the table, Lin Yue exclaimed, "It's really not spicy at all!" She asked Jiang Qi in disbelief, "Is this really Sichuan food?"

Before Jiang Qi could respond, a male voice came from the door.

"Of course, this is authentic traditional Sichuan cuisine. If it's not authentic, I'll give you the building."

I turned around and saw that the man was about 27 or 28 years old, with short hair and a handsome face. The collar of his shirt was slightly open, and the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to the middle of his arms. There was a faint smell of oil smoke on his body. He must have just come out of the kitchen.

Jiang Qi looked at the visitor and smiled, "Zhiyi, are you done?"

"Yes, miss." Shen Zhiyi came in and greeted Gu Jingcheng and Bai Qianyu: "Hello, Young Master Gu, Hello, Mr. Bai." The two nodded in response.

Then he walked around the table to Jiang Qi, squatted down while holding the chair, looked up at Jiang Qi and continued to ask, "Miss, when did you come back?" He looked like a big dog.

"Just two days ago, not long after I came back."

"Why didn't you inform me? I could have arranged a welcome party for you." Shen Zhiyi looked at Jiang Qi pitifully, his tone full of grievance.

Jiang Qi couldn't help but laugh and rubbed his head with her hand, saying gently: "I'm not afraid that you'll be in trouble. Besides, I just came back and have a lot of things to do. I'm too busy, so I don't have time."

"Really?" Shen Zhiyi replied with even more grievance.

Nan Feng, who followed in from behind, saw Shen Zhiyi's face and looked really bad. Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore. He coughed lightly, came to his side, stretched out his hand and pulled him. He raised a standard smile, but said in a stiff tone: "Miss Jiang hasn't eaten yet. Let's talk about the past later. Get up and let her eat first."

After listening to Nanfeng's words, Shen Zhiyi reacted, slapped his head, and stood up immediately.

"I'm sorry, miss, I forgot. It's already this late, you must be very hungry, right? Let's eat quickly!" After saying that, he hurriedly reached out to serve Jiang Qi the food.

When her hands were about to touch the bowl and chopsticks, Jiang Qi stopped her: "Stop! No need. I am not disabled and can still eat by myself."

Shen Zhiyi smiled awkwardly, withdrew his hand, put it on the back of his head and scratched it.

Jiang Qi looked at him and continued, "Here, I have a task for you." Pointing at Lin Yue, "This is Lin Yue, Miss Lin, my cousin. This is her first time eating here. Introduce her to the restaurant and explain to her why Sichuan cuisine is not spicy."

"Leave it to me." Shen Zhiyi regained his bright smile, and immediately went to Lin Yue and called out, "Cousin." Then he began to explain to her why Sichuan cuisine is not spicy, and introduced each dish on the table to her one by one.

Jiang Qi and the other three looked at the two of them, smiled, shook their heads, and lowered their heads to eat.

Gu Jingcheng looked at Nanfeng, who had been standing beside her, and comforted her with a few words, then let her go out first.

Nanfeng's grandfather used to be the cook of the Gu family. Her father joined the army and died in a border conflict when she was young. However, her mother abandoned her and ran away after her father's death.

She had been living with her grandfather since she was a child and was taken care of by the Gu family. Later, when she grew up, Mr. Gu funded her to open the Nanfenglou so that she could settle down.

According to the old rules, Gu Jingcheng was her master, so she dared not disobey his words and listened to him very much.

Jiang Qi looked up and saw Nanfeng go out, then looked in the direction of Lin Yue and Shen Zhiyi.

Shen Zhiyi was still introducing Lin Yue enthusiastically, but Lin Yue was looking at Jiang Qi with a look of help.

She was really frightened by Shen Zhiyi's familiarity and enthusiasm. She was not used to interacting with people, and had no experience of having a long conversation with anyone other than Jiang Qi. Suddenly meeting such a person, she was a little overwhelmed.

Jiang Qi saw that it was almost time, so he put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands and asked Shen Zhiyi to stop talking.

"Okay, Zhiyi. That's all. Come here, I have something important to discuss with you." He raised his hand and waved.

Shen Zhiyi immediately came to Jiang Qi and squatted down again: "You say, Miss."

"It's like this. I'll give you a list later and ask you to make arrangements. Four days later, I'll invite them to have tea and watch opera at Tingyu Tower." Jiang Qi still spoke in a calm tone and looked normal.

But Shen Zhiyi stopped smiling and looked serious. Bai Qianyu and Gu Jingcheng also stopped eating and looked up at Jiang Qi.

Being invited by Jiang Qi to drink tea and watch opera by Shen Zhiyi was not a good thing, nor was it a trivial matter. It proved that Jiang Qi was going to use extraordinary means to attack people.

As the saying goes, courtesy comes before force, this is Jiang Qi's rule. Before taking action, she would invite people to drink tea and listen to opera in Tingyu Tower. If they can reach an agreement at this time, it would be the best. If not, don't blame her for being cruel.

The Jiang family is engaged in the antique business in China. If you want to succeed in the antique business for a long time, you have to be a little bit shady. Moreover, the Jiang family is the boss of this industry, not to mention the depth of the color involved.

Jiang Qi has two subordinates in China, Zhang Fang and Shen Zhiyi, one is the face in public, and the other is the hindrance in secret.

Jiang Qi generally wouldn't use the secret method unless it was something that was difficult to do openly.

It is definitely not an ordinary thing to need to use Shen Zhiyi. I just don’t know who could provoke Jiang Qi to use Shen Zhiyi since she just came back.

"Miss, is...something wrong?" Shen Zhiyi asked carefully.

"It's nothing. It's just that maybe I was away for too long and they forgot some things and rules. I have to remind them." Jiang Qi replied in a calm and indifferent tone.

"Which play does the young lady want to hear? I will arrange for them to prepare it immediately."

"Just pick Kunqu Opera. I haven't listened to it in a long time."

"Yes, who are they?"

Gu Jingcheng and Bai Qianyu also looked at Jiang Qi curiously. Lin Yue, not knowing the reason, continued to eat as if nothing had happened to her.

"Jingcheng." Jiang Qi called Gu Jingcheng.

Gu Jingcheng looked at her in confusion, with questioning eyes.

"Tell Zhiyi the list of people who attended your dinner yesterday."

"You want to touch them? Why?" Gu Jingcheng didn't understand.