140: Has the misunderstanding in Chapter 140 been cleared up? Hmm... it seems to have gotten even deeper!

"Did Xia Ning misunderstand something?"

Qin Xun watched the living room door close gently, then turned to look at An Ke, whose eyes were red and whose face was even redder, and asked.

An Ke hesitated for a moment and said slowly,

"The misunderstanding is very deep."

The two of them stood up at the same time and chased out the door.

Suddenly.

An Ke saw Qin Xun squatting by the trash can, looking distressed as he lifted out the bag containing the food and dishes.

She stopped in her tracks and looked at Qin Xun with an expression of disbelief on her face.

Qin Xun held the bag and looked up at An Ke.

"What are you dazing for?"

"Go chase her!"

An Ke: "..."

"Oh!"

She opened the door and looked down the hallway, seeing that Xia Ning had already reached the elevator and was waiting. She quickly ran over.

She spread her arms, blocking Xia Ning's path.

"Let me explain, the 'holding' we were talking about isn't what you think."

Xia Ning didn't say anything.

An Ke explained,

"We weren't talking about 'holding' as in 'embracing', but 'holding' as in 'clinging to someone's thighs'."

Xia Ning was stunned, and her expression turned even colder.

She felt like someone was being incredibly blatant and vulgar right to her face.

Her knowledge in certain areas wasn't very extensive, but she knew there was a certain technique that involved using the thighs.

The elevator doors opened.

Xia Ning pushed An Ke's hand away and stepped inside, saying with a hint of irony,

"You guys certainly play in sophisticated ways."

An Ke was stunned, realizing the misunderstanding had only deepened. Her face turned even redder.

She followed her in, took out her phone to open the group messages, and held it in front of Xia Ning to explain.

"Xia Ning, look."

"My eyes are red because I got promoted."

"Qin Xun said he wanted to cling to my thighs from now on, and I said I wanted to cling to his."

"The two of us were just complimenting each other, and it gradually turned into 'I'll hold you'."

"It's all a misunderstanding."

Xia Ning slowly turned her head to look at her, then slowly turned back.

There was no expression on Xia Ning's face, but her breathing seemed a bit heavy, and her fair face seemed a little flushed?

The elevator reached the first-floor lobby.

The doors opened!

Xia Ning stood quietly and didn't walk out. She waited until the elevator doors closed naturally, then slowly raised her hand and pressed the button for the 6th floor.

Without even looking at An Ke, her voice carried a sense of sincerity as she said,

"Congratulations."

An Ke smiled gently.

"Thank you."

The elevator ascended.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward.

...

Back in the living room.

Xia Ning opened the door and saw that Qin Xun had already laid the food out on the coffee table.

She paused at the door for a second before walking in as if nothing had happened.

She sat down, picked up her chopsticks, and ate silently with her head down.

Qin Xun was surprised. He glanced at An Ke and saw her nodding with a gentle smile.

He understood that the matter had been explained clearly.

He knew Xia Ning was thin-skinned and didn't plan to tease her, lest she become embarrassed and angry and start pulling his hair again.

The three of them ate with their heads down in silence; no one cared that these things had been picked up from the trash can.

The group was as quiet as expert sewing machine operators in a prison.

Qin Xun was shoveling rice with his head down when he suddenly saw a pair of chopsticks place a piece of fish belly into his bowl.

The fish belly was boneless, tender, and flavorful—it was a choice piece of meat from the fish.

He was slightly stunned and didn't even look up.

"Sister An, thank you."

He picked up the fish meat and was about to put it in his mouth when he saw another pair of chopsticks snatch the meat away from his own.

He looked up and saw the meat held in Xia Ning's chopsticks. She looked up at the wall clock.

"Little Xia, it's not even 12 o'clock yet. You haven't clocked out."

"It's still working hours, and I am your superior."

"You can't be this presumptuous."

Xia Ning just looked at him quietly.

At this moment, Qin Xun heard An Ke's voice from beside him, sounding a bit small.

"Um... President Qin, that piece of fish meat was given to you by Sister Ning."

Qin Xun was stunned. His eyes widened as he stared at Xia Ning.

Xia Ning pursed her lips expressionlessly.

He really couldn't imagine that the always cold and aloof Eldest Miss Xia, who seemed to live above worldly concerns, would actually serve food to someone.

Was it the radiance of maternal instinct again?

He started to laugh.

"Little Xia, you are the first woman besides my mom to serve me food."

"I'm so moved..."

However, he saw Xia Ning frown slightly. She gently moved her chopsticks over the trash can next to the coffee table and let go.

The fish meat fell into the trash can.

Qin Xun: "..."

He was a bit annoyed, but then he heard Xia Ning say in an even more annoyed tone,

"I'm only 24 years old. Don't always compare me to your mother from now on."

"I'm not that great."

Qin Xun: "..."

"Oh!"

He lowered his head and continued eating. Suddenly, he saw another pair of chopsticks place a piece of fish belly into his bowl.

He looked up at Xia Ning.

Xia Ning also looked at him silently. After a moment of silence, she suddenly revealed a faint smile.

"You're welcome."

Qin Xun: "..."

...

Evening, seven o'clock.

Qian Yunfa had booked a restaurant to celebrate the success for Qin Xun, An Ke, and Xia Ning.

They took a taxi to the restaurant entrance.

Qian Yunfa, Sun Hua, and the managers of the Lingnan Subsidiary of Dudu Tea—a group of fifteen or sixteen people—were already waiting at the restaurant entrance.

They got out of the taxi.

Xia Ning and An Ke flanked Qin Xun on either side, protecting him in the middle as they slowly walked towards the restaurant entrance.

Qian Yunfa and his group quickly walked toward Qin Xun, greeting them with beaming smiles.

"President Qin, Ms. An!"

"It is a great honor tonight. Many thanks to all of you..."

Just then.

A series of hurried footsteps could be heard approaching, accompanied by a heart-wrenching, soul-crushing, and extremely shrill cry.

"President—Qin—"

Everyone turned to look. They saw a man dressed in a suit, carrying a briefcase, rushing toward Qin Xun.

Xia Ning and An Ke turned to look at Qin Xun with suspicious faces.

Qin Xun: "???"

"He's a man."

Hearing that man's shrill cry, he almost thought he had once been unfaithful and abandoned the man.

Qian Yunfa's expression turned cold.

"He comes with ill intent!"

He instructed the people around him,

"Move! Protect President Qin!"

No sooner had he spoken.

The dozen or so people behind him all stepped forward in unison, glaring, clenching their fists, and showing off their biceps.

The momentum was intimidating!

Seeing this, the man in the black suit was startled. Two meters away from Qin Xun, his knees buckled, and he performed a sliding kneel right in front of him.

"Don't hit me!"

The man shouted, slammed the briefcase onto the ground, and opened it, revealing a suitcase full of... rmb!

Bright red bills.

Stacked neatly and tidily.

Qin Xun: "???"

An Ke: "!!!"

Xia Ning thought of something, and her expression turned slightly cold.

Qian Yunfa and his group were deeply shocked as they looked at the man kneeling before Qin Xun and the suitcase full of money.

What the hell is going on?

Qin Xun looked down at the man in the black suit and said,

"You're performing such a grand gesture?"

"My... wealthy friend, what exactly do you want?"