Reborn and fleeing for his life, he unexpectedly knocks on the door of the prince of Beijing's

"Mr. Xi, hello."

Having already broken away from the Xi family, Wen Shengsheng naturally changed her way of addressing them.

"You're being so formal, not even calling me 'Second Uncle' anymore."

“It was right to call him that before, but it’s just being ignorant to call him that now.”

"Fine, if you don't want to call, then don't. Why did you come all this way to play? It's not the weekend." Xi Jianguo smiled kindly, but his eyes were full of shrewdness.

"I came with two friends. I heard the hot springs here are great." Wen Shengsheng didn't intend to reveal her purpose.

"What are you doing here, Mr. Xi?" she asked.

"Don't you know why I'm here? Your boyfriend made your older brother faint from anger, and he specifically asked for this hotel. I had to come and handle the transfer of ownership for him."

The person in charge of Qianxi is Xi Jianguo!?

Wen Shengsheng's heart sank, and she suddenly understood why Xi Maokun had given the hotel to Gong Xiaochen.

She said, "Xiao Chen has a bit of an impulsive temper. When he saw that I was injured, he thought that Uncle Xi was making things difficult for me, so he went to the Xi family's place. As for this hotel, it was Uncle Xi who insisted on giving it to him because he knew that we were getting married soon. You know that Uncle Xi is a person who cares about his reputation and is afraid of people talking about him."

"I just didn't expect that you would be the person in charge of Qianxi now. Fortunately, this hotel was invested in by Qingshan Capital and we have shares in it. Taking it over is just a formality to fulfill a favor between me and the Xi family. The final profits will still be returned to the Xi family."

As Wen Shengsheng spoke, she cursed Xi Maokun in her heart, calling him a cunning old fox!

"Hehe, my niece is not only beautiful, but she also has a pleasant way of speaking," Xi Jianguo laughed. "However, the so-called favor is not between you and the Xi family, but between you and Xi Yu."

“My little nephew is just like his mother, devoted and attentive. Back then, his family looked for him so many times, but he refused to go home. He gave up his studies and family business, just wanting to live with you in that little house.”

"In the end, his father had no choice but to swallow his pride and personally invite him back to the Xi residence."

Wen Shengsheng's face froze.

"What did you say?"

"Don't you know? He..."

Before Xi Jianguo could finish speaking, Xi Yu's cold voice suddenly came from behind Wen Shengsheng.

"Second uncle!"

Wen Shengsheng turned around.

Then Xi Yu, Song Jing, and Huo Ling walked in together.

He was dressed in a black trench coat, like a judge emerging from the night.

The tailored cut hugged his tall and straight body, every line seemingly an engraving of strength and aloofness.

As he strode over, his trench coat billowed in the wind, exuding a sharp aura, his eyes dangerous and intimidating.

"See, I told you so. It's usually so hard for me to even see him, but you showed up, and he came all the way from the outskirts of Beijing without a second thought," Xi Jianguo teased with a smile.

"I happened to have an appointment with a client here. I didn't expect to run into so many acquaintances at once." Xi Yu had regained his composure, his voice indifferent.

"Well, that's good. Since you young people have all gathered here, you can stay and have some fun. I have some things to take care of, so I'll go and get back to work."

Xi Jianguo smiled and nodded, his calm and composed face revealing no emotion, as if he didn't care about anything.

Wen Shengsheng immediately turned her gaze to Xi Yu, then to Song Jing, and then to Huo Ling.

The latter avoided her gaze and looked away.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you?" Xi Yu's cold eyes flickered slightly as he put his arm around Wen Shengsheng's shoulder. "Let's go eat first, and we can talk while we eat."

Wen Shengsheng glanced at him, and he led her into the private room.

A subtle atmosphere permeated the private room.

Wen Shengsheng glanced at the three of them.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" she asked casually.

“I swear I really didn’t know anything about the hotel,” Song Jing said first.

Huo Ling kicked her, "This hotel belongs to the Xi family. If you don't understand anything, why don't you ask your brother Yu?"

Wen Shengsheng nodded seriously, "I do want to ask my brother Yu... but I don't know how much he will tell me, maybe not even as much as his second uncle told me."

"How could that be?" Xi Yu said gently, picking some food for Wen Shengsheng. "Is your leg feeling better? Aunt Chen couldn't find the time to take care of you, so why didn't you accept the nanny I found for you later?"

"It's just a minor injury, it won't kill you."

"What nonsense are you talking about!?" Xi Yu paused in his chopsticks, giving Wen Shengsheng a rare stern look.

Xi Yu and Song Jing had known each other for a long time, but this was their first meeting with Huo Ling, and the three of them had a very pleasant chat.

Xi's projects are extensive, and for Xi Yu, people like Huo Ling will be useful in many areas.

The meal was surprisingly harmonious, except that Wen Shengsheng remained silent throughout.

After finally finishing their meal, Wen Shengsheng was the first to say she wanted to leave.

Song Jing was surprised, "Didn't you say you were going to check out this hotel? You're going back already?"

"Is it even necessary? The main character is already here." Wen Shengsheng raised an eyebrow at Xi Yu. "Is it convenient for me to ride back in your car?"

"Of course it's convenient, I'll take you." Xi Yu wiped his mouth and looked at her gently.

Seeing that Wen Shengsheng was in a bad mood, Huo Ling nudged Song Jing, signaling her to leave quickly.

Wen Shengsheng glared angrily at the two of them, then turned to look at Xi Yu.

"It's just the two of us left, can't you tell me?"

"Get in the car first."

Xi Yu came over and tried to take Wen Shengsheng's hand, but she dodged him and got into the car.

Xi Yu followed, and just as Wen Shengsheng was about to talk to him, his phone rang again.

They talked about work for a while, then about other things, and chatted the whole way until they dropped Wen Shengsheng off at the gate of Jiuru Mansion. They didn't even exchange a single word.

Wen Shengsheng knew he was deliberately stalling and tormenting her, so she suddenly gave up the desire to communicate with him.

Without saying goodbye, he pushed open the car door and got out.

"Sheng Sheng!"

She hadn't taken two steps when Xi Yu caught up and grabbed her arm.

"Angry?"

"If you're not going to tell me anything, just tell me directly. You don't need to play games with me all night. Aren't you tired?" Wen Shengsheng shook off his hand.

“Why would I play tricks on you? The Qianxi Hotel was obtained for you from the Xi family by Gong Xiaochen, but its operating rights are currently in the hands of your second uncle. Even if the old man in the family decides to give it to him, your second uncle and Gong Xiaochen will definitely fight over the transfer process. I don’t want to tell you that much because I don’t want you to worry,” he explained.

"I'll talk to Gong Xiaochen tomorrow and tell him to return it to the Xi family, so he won't cause any more trouble for himself," Wen Shengsheng said seriously.

Xi Yu was slightly taken aback.

"What I want to know is, why did you give Tianyu to me? Why did my cousin notify you as soon as I mentioned investigating Qianxi? What are you hiding from me?"

"I'm giving you Tianyu, of course, so that you can have more assets and live a better life."

Wen Shengsheng's gaze swept over his sincere and natural handsome face, and she suddenly sneered, "Brother Yu, you've spent so much time with Li Wanqiu, you've certainly honed your acting skills."

“Sheng Sheng…”

"Stop making things up!" Wen Shengsheng raised her voice. "Tianyu and Qianxi were both projects run by my uncle. After my parents passed away, he treated me like that, and I don't want to see him again. But I know that he took over these two projects from my father, right?!"

Xi Yu froze on the spot, a strange pallor appearing on his face...

"Did Gong Xiaochen tell you that?" he asked.

“Before my father passed away, he had just bought these two plots of land. At that time, I didn’t understand anything, but I had seen his work documents, and I can still vaguely remember some things.”

Upon hearing this, Xi Yu's face regained some color.

But the fist clenched under his sleeve was still trembling slightly.

He said, "It's been a long time since I've taken a walk. Come with me for a stroll on Xuefeng Road."