On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

The journey would normally take only five minutes, but it took him more than ten minutes to complete it as he walked step by step.

Chen Qian stood in the large open space at the end of the road, with another closed door in front of him.

Once upon a time, he was dressed in bright and handsome clothes and was invited in here like a young master. Once upon a time, he was forcibly abducted by a group of black men and brought in like a commoner.

He really changes his tricks every time he comes. This time he came in on foot by himself. I really don’t know what script he will have next time he comes.

But will there be a next time? I hope not...

Chen Qian tightened his grip on the phone, touched the brooch on his sweater for no reason, swallowed, walked up a few steps, and rang the doorbell.

It seemed like someone was waiting inside the house. The next moment after the doorbell was pressed, the heavy door was pushed open.

Chen Qian lowered his gaze and saw a pair of clean and bright leather shoes. The straight trousers extended upwards to a white shirt and a meticulous suit jacket.

Chen Qian glanced at the other person's face inconspicuously. It was a face that was hard to forget. He had seen it once a few years ago - it was the old housekeeper who had worked in the Chi residence for a long time.

Behind the old butler was a group of people following as before. Their uniforms had probably been revised and looked a little unfamiliar. They all stood straight with their hands crossed in front of them, in a submissive posture, lined up in a row, blocking the doorway.

"Mr. Chen," the housekeeper's steady and heavy voice sounded overhead, greeting Chen Qian: "Hello."

"Hello." Chen Qian responded while looking away.

"Welcome. It's four o'clock in the afternoon, and there's still an hour until the dinner." The man continued calmly, "Before then, I'll take you to the reception room to rest."

"Well, thank you." Chen Qian nodded helplessly and responded.

But after a long time, the person in front of him showed no intention of moving aside to let Chen Qian in, let alone leading him to the so-called reception room.

For a moment, the people inside and outside the door were deadlocked.

Obviously, this was the first hurdle he encountered when he came to the Chi family. Old Master Chi had no love for young people, and before he entered the door, he planned to dampen the young man's enthusiasm and give him a warning.

Chen Qian gritted his teeth in understanding. He held his head high, lowered his eyes and met the other person's indifferent gaze. The height difference caused by the steps gave him a way to look down on the other person.

"Since we're going to the reception room, then lead the way." Chen Qian raised his voice and said with a smile, "Don't stand there so insincerely. It won't look good if it gets out."

"Heh--" The butler laughed, turned sideways and gestured to the people around him to make way, and then walked towards the corridor on the side of the hall.

The butler didn't turn around and said indifferently, "Then please."

"How rude." Chen Qian followed closely, muttering softly.

The reception room is a spacious room. Its decoration is different from the strong Chinese style outside. It has a more modern style. In the center is a mahogany sofa covered with off-white cushions. After entering the door, the wall on the left is completely opened up and a huge glass is embedded to make a floor-to-ceiling window.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is a corner of the well-maintained courtyard.

A lady in a red long dress was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Mr. Chen, please come in." The butler stopped at the door and gestured for Chen Qian to come in.

Chen Qian did not refuse. He glanced at the person by the window and moved to the sofa.

The woman did not react to the changes in the room. She just stared at the branches swaying in the wind outside the window, giving people a feeling of calmness and aloofness.

After a moment, she came out of her own world and turned around.

Chen Qian had been keeping an eye on her, so when her face came within his sight, he immediately had a rough guess about the identity of this strange woman.

It was a face whose eyebrows and eyes resembled the brothers Chi Mu and Chi Yuxing.

But she is not as young and strong as them, but has a kind of graceful nobility and a kind of softness that is unique to women.

This might be their aunt, Chen Qian guessed.

When their eyes met, the woman nodded slightly as a greeting, her expression gentle and calm.

Chen Qian also maintained the demeanor of a junior, bent down a little, and returned a subtle bow.

"You are... Chi Mu, the kid from the Chen family." She walked to the sofa facing Chen Qian, and her slender heels tapped on the ground, making a dull sound.

She briefly introduced herself: "I am their aunt, you should have heard of me, the third child of the Chi family."

Chen Qian pursed his lips and smiled. He nodded slightly as the other party spoke, but he didn't know how to respond appropriately to the other party's first ambiguous sentence.

She didn't mind at all, and continued in a warm and affectionate tone, as if she was missing him: "In the past few years, I could always hear him talking about you, but recently, I haven't heard it much."

Chen Qian couldn't figure out her intentions and attitude, and didn't know how to respond. He could only respond awkwardly, "Yeah, really."

"You might find it awkward to talk to you about this all of a sudden." She looked at Chen Qian's reaction and chuckled as if she found something amusing. "Some things should be brought up personally."

Chen Qian said nothing about this and just looked at her as if he agreed.

After a brief silence, Aunt Chi suddenly asked, "Why did you come?"

Chen Qian didn't react for a moment, and uttered a questioning "Hmm?" before quickly answering truthfully, "I received an invitation."

"An invitation?" She seemed a little surprised by the answer.

"Yes, it's an invitation from Mr. Chi, and I can't refuse such a kind invitation."

"In that case... I hope you can go home as soon as possible after the dinner." She sighed softly, stood up and left the reception room. Before leaving, she paused, shook her head meaningfully, and said, "I also hope that in the end you will still feel that everything you have done is worth it."

Listening to the sound of high heels hitting the ground gradually fade away, Chen Qian touched the sun brooch on his chest, silently pondering something.

Since this trip was originally a Hongmen Banquet, Chen Qian had no idea about leaving the guest alone in the reception room and leaving it cold from dawn to dusk.

However, such neglect was really childish. Chen Qian did not lose his temper as they had imagined. He just sat upright in his seat and even leisurely made tea with the tea set on the table.