Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Chapter 425 Mixed Feelings

"Yes, I admit that there were indeed some misunderstandings at the time. However, I apologized to you very sincerely afterwards!"

Min Zhiheng's face was filled with a calm smile, as if all the unpleasantness of the past had disappeared.

This frank attitude reminded Shang Qing of his magnanimity and generosity after the misunderstanding that day.

Shang Qing smiled brightly, "Brother Zhiheng, I haven't thanked you for the VIP card and wine you gave me. That card is so useful! I can order whatever food I want, and I don't have to wait in line. It's so convenient and useful!"

"It seems that this card was given to the right person. It seems that I gave a card, but in fact, it is me who makes money when you spend money." Min Zhiheng smiled and looked at Shang Qing's sweet smile with a doting face, especially the little stars in her eyes when she mentioned delicious food.

Shang Qing was amused by Min Zhiheng's words.

Min Zhiheng took a sip of tea and asked with a smile, "How does the red wine taste? Do you like it?"

Ji Xun, who was standing aside, felt a little nervous when he saw Min Zhiheng's doting and coaxing expression, and couldn't help but tighten his fingers.

"I like it. It's delicious. It tastes amazing."

Hearing Min Zhiheng ask this, she thought carefully about how she felt when she took that sip.

Although due to her special reasons, Ji Xun restricted her to drinking only a little, it was obvious that she liked the taste.

For some reason, when Min Zhiheng saw the girl in front of him and looked at her eyes that were as curved as crescent moons when she smiled, he thought she was extremely cute and adorable. He felt an urge to gently stroke her head and comfort her.

"Oh? I see. In fact, the red wine collection of grandpa is much better than mine. How about it, do you want to try it?" Min Zhiheng asked with a smile. There was something interesting in his words, as if he was trying to coax the children to sneak a taste of the food together.

When Shang Qing heard this, his eyes lit up instantly and he looked greedy. He was full of curiosity and desire for the fine wine and really wanted to taste it right away.

"Sister, no."

When Ji Xun saw the girl's sparkling eyes and the expectant expression on her face, he naturally understood what she was thinking.

"Sister, be good and don't drink anymore. Have you completely forgotten how uncomfortable you felt when you were drunk before?"

After being stopped by Ji Xun, Shang Qing, who was originally full of joy and eager to try, drooped his shoulders.

Like a deflated ball, he quietly became silent.

Mr. Chi was instantly captivated by Shang Qing's pitiful and adorable appearance. "Don't drink too much. Just a little bit is fine. Butler Zhang, go get my bottle..."

"No need." Ji Xun wanted to hold his forehead helplessly and hurriedly stopped him: "Grandpa Chi, my sister really can't drink. Even if she takes a sip, she will get drunk. She will be the one who suffers afterwards."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Chi said nothing and stopped Butler Zhang from getting the red wine.

"Oh?" This question was obviously directed at Ji Xun. "It's strange that I get drunk after just one sip."

Old Master Chi turned his head and looked to the side, his eyes flashing with inquiry and thought, and fell on Min Zhiheng who raised his eyebrows.

Min Zhiheng's eyes changed slightly, he leaned forward slightly, and his whole body exuded a charm and curiosity that could not be ignored.

Those deep eyes seemed to be able to see into people's hearts, and they only hoped to catch a hint on Ji Xun's face.

Seeing this, Shang Qing's shoulders drooped unconsciously, his eyes full of helplessness.

She sighed softly, with a barely perceptible hint of sadness. "That's it. I don't know why, but I have a really strong reaction to alcohol. I can't handle even a little bit. It makes me feel really bad."

Mr. Chi was such a shrewd man that he naturally noticed something strange about his grandson Min Zhiheng at a glance.

A barely perceptible glint of inquiry flashed across his eyes, which had seen all the vicissitudes of life.

This is totally inconsistent with his grandson's character.

Min Zhiheng has never been interested in people and things that have nothing to do with him, even if it's only a little bit.

At this moment, Min Zhiheng's eyes clearly said:

This girl has caught his attention, and Min Zhiheng is very interested in her.

An imperceptible worry flashed across Mr. Chi's eyes. That worry was like the fog that quietly spread in the dark night, silent but heavy.

He scanned everything in the room calmly.

His eyes first fell on Ji Xun, who was nervously holding Shang Qing's hand. Those tightly clenched hands seemed to silently tell of his inner panic and anxiety.

Then, his gaze slowly shifted to the side.

There, Min Zhiheng was looking at all this with an almost playful look, with a meaningful smile on his lips.

There was a hint of curiosity and provocation in that smile, which made Mr. Chi's heart sink involuntarily.

He frowned slightly and prayed silently in his heart, hoping that things would not develop as he expected.

Shang Qing didn't notice the subtle atmosphere in the air. She continued to chat with Mr. Chi about family matters, and her words were full of warmth and care.

Shang Qing's voice is soft and delicate, like the breeze blowing through the willow branches in spring, which makes people feel warm.

Mr. Chi forced a smile, but he felt mixed emotions inside.

Old people usually take a nap at noon.

Shang Qing and Ji Xun chose to say goodbye and leave.

Shang Qing and Ji Xun stood up and politely said goodbye to Mr. Chi.

Mr. Chi smiled and nodded, but his eyes were filled with complicated emotions.

At this time, Butler Zhang had quietly followed the old man's instructions and carefully selected a basket of Shang Qing's favorite fruits.

Ji Xun took the basket respectfully and humbly and held it in his hands.

Shang Qing looked at the overflowing, colorful fruits in front of her, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

She smiled sweetly, her eyes curved into crescent shapes, and she sincerely thanked Butler Zhang and Mr. Chi.

The "thank you" was soft, but as clear and pleasant as a mountain spring.

As Shang Qing and Ji Xun's figures gradually disappeared into the distance, the door of the villa slowly closed, and the house returned to its former tranquility.

But beneath that tranquility, there are hidden unknown waves and undercurrents.

Old Master Chi stood alone in front of the window, gazing into the distance.

There was a complex light in his eyes.

Min Zhiheng walked out slowly from the soft light of the kitchen, putting something into his schoolbag.

He walked towards Mr. Chi, who was sitting in a corner of the living room, with a relaxed and casual pace, as if he had just completed a pleasant task.

"Grandpa, I'm leaving too. You should have a good rest." His voice was gentle and clear as he greeted Grandpa Chi.

Before he finished speaking, he was ready to turn around and leave.

However, at this moment, Mr. Chi slowly turned around, and his eyes, which had been through many hardships but were still sharp, were fixed on his grandson who had outstanding appearance and unique temperament.

Min Zhiheng's beauty is the kind of exquisiteness that transcends worldly definitions. Every line is just right, as if it is nature's most proud work.

But his personality is like the cold wind in winter, making it difficult for people to approach him.

Mr. Chi knew this very well, so there was a certain seriousness in his voice: "Xiao Heng, don't leave yet. Grandpa wants to say a few words to you."