CHAPTER 211: CHAPTER 211: BREAKING UP THE FIGHT

Old Sir Zhong gestured for Li Shan to roll down the car window.

"Grandpa Zhong, why are you here?" Wan Chu’er asked.

Old Sir Zhong: "... Just taking a break here."

Taking a break while sitting in a car? Wan Chu’er thought swiftly, smiling and saying, "May I ask a favor of you?"

Old Sir Zhong nodded.

Thus, Wan Chu’er supported Old Sir Zhong out of the car, walking towards the confrontation between Jiang Kechu and Xiao Bai.

Jiang Xiaoxiao knew Zheng Yun, so she would definitely know Old Sir Zhong, and so would Jiang Kechu; facing Old Sir Zhong, he should be able to restrain himself.

She had previously told Xiao Bai about Old Sir Zhong, and Xiao Bai, being a clever person, should also stop making trouble in respect of Old Sir Zhong.

So she thought of bringing in Old Sir Zhong, the stabilizer.

With Old Sir Zhong present, the awkwardness of today’s scene could surely be settled - the rest could be dealt with later.

It was indeed fortuitous - Old Sir Zhong happened to be right at the entrance of her residential complex.

Old Sir Zhong looked carefully at Xiao Bai, who was restrained by Jiang Kechu; after a while, he concluded that only the forehead bore a resemblance to Zhenzhu.

Seeing Wan Chu’er helping Old Sir Zhong over, Jiang Kechu was taken aback and quickly greeted respectfully: "Good to see you, Old Sir."

However, he did not let go of Xiao Bai. Meanwhile, Xiao Bai seized the opportunity to strike with a kick. Hearing the whoosh, Jiang Kechu dodged to the side and, with the momentum, he gripped and lifted Xiao Bai’s arm even stronger.

"Jiang Kechu, let go!" Xiao Bai’s face turned white with pain.

Wan Chu’er, seeing this, became anxious. "Jiang Kechu, let go of my Second Brother! How can you hit him?"

Hearing Wan Chu’er’s words, Jiang Kechu immediately felt uncomfortable, his mind racing, and he released his hand.

Xiao Bai, upon gaining freedom, immediately swung a punch at Jiang Kechu. Unsurprisingly, the punch landed on Jiang Kechu’s face, causing it to swell and redden, filling Wan Chu’er with heartache.

She released her grip on Old Sir Zhong’s arm and immediately shielded Jiang Kechu, glaring at Xiao Bai.

"Bai Qiyan, you’re not allowed to hit people!"

Xiao Bai nearly stopped his fist mid-air, eyes wide looking at Wan Chu’er, then glanced behind her at Jiang Kechu.

He cursed harshly: "Sneaky bastard!"

Jiang Kechu must have done it on purpose, allowing himself to be hit on purpose, playing the victim in front of Chuchu.

How could he have fallen for it?

"Stop this instant!"

At this point, Old Sir Zhong, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up, his voice deep and commanding, commanding presence and awe.

All three turned towards Old Sir Zhong.

Wan Chu’er glared at Jiang Kechu and Xiao Bai once more, then moved back to stand by Old Sir Zhong’s side.

"This is Grandpa Zhong, Second Brother, the one I’ve told you about."

The one with the deep background? Xiao Bai was startled and turned to look at Wan Chu’er. After receiving a confirming look, Xiao Bai immediately composed his anger.

"Good to see you, Sir," he greeted respectfully.

The elder truly had an imposing aura, his eyes as sharp as those of an eagle, instilling a sense of fear.

And if even the daughter of the elder’s caretaker could command such presence, then he must try to get close to the elder, and he would deal with Jiang Kechu, the sneaky bastard, later on.

Old Sir Zhong nodded at Xiao Bai, his expression much kinder.

Wan Chu’er carefully touched the wound on Jiang Kechu’s face and asked with concern, "Uncle Jiang, does it hurt? Why didn’t you dodge?"

It’s like the injury is on Jiang Kechu’s face, but the pain is in her heart.

She even forgot that she had promised Xiao Bai to let him beat up Jiang Kechu, and that Jiang Kechu wasn’t allowed to fight back.

If Xiao Bai knew, he would definitely complain about her being too outgoing as a girl.

Seeing Wan Chu’er care so much about him, Jiang Kechu didn’t feel the pain on his face anymore; he even felt that taking the punch was worth it.

"It’s okay, not that painful."

Wan Chu’er blinked, feeling guilty, and said, "I’m sorry."

Jiang Kechu reached out and touched her head, saying, "Don’t apologize to me."

Their sweet exchanges were enough to annoy both Old Sir Zhong and Xiao Bai standing nearby.

Out of respect for Old Sir Zhong, Xiao Bai huffed several times, but the two of them didn’t hear him at all.

Old Sir Zhong also huffed, feeling that Jiang Kechu was going too far; he had just hit Zhenzhu’s grandson, and now he was trying to lure away Zhenzhu’s granddaughter.

Jiang Kechu noticed the old man was displeased and found it strange that the old man was there, but he maintained his composure, pulling Wan Chu’er over to say hello.

"Hello, Grandpa Zhong."

Boss Zhong nodded stiffly, a different reaction from when he faced Xiao Bai just moments ago.

Xiao Bai immediately brightened up, even warmly reaching out to support Grandpa Zhong’s arm,

"Grandpa Zhong, where are you heading? I didn’t expect to run into you in such a big city like Beijing, it must be fate, sheer fate. I heard from Chuchu that you’ve taken care of her, and I am her cousin. I’ve been looking for a chance to visit you and express my thanks for your care for Chuchu. Today, Heaven has given me this opportunity. Seeing you, I feel a lot more spirited. It’s almost lunchtime, how about I treat you to a meal?"

As Xiao Bai rambled on, Old Sir Zhong rolled his eyes, thinking that Zhenzhu’s grandson sure had a way with words.

Li Shan was next to them, petrified. Where did this chatterbox come from? He had never seen a man who could talk so much!

Wan Chu’er was unsatisfied with Old Sir Zhong giving Jiang Kechu a hard time, so she held onto Jiang Kechu’s hand with an expressionless face, watching Xiao Bai eagerly butter up Grandpa Zhong.

She knew all about Xiao Bai’s talkative nature; if he wanted to flatter someone, he could truly make them feel utterly comfortable, from their heart to their body. Bai Zhixi used to like Xiao Bai a lot.

Finally, Grandpa Zhong gave the command, and everyone decided to go out for a meal together.

Earlier, Wan Chu’er and Jiang Kechu had discussed visiting the restaurant Mai Qiqi had taken them to when they first started university, as it had a nice environment and Jiang Kechu held shares in it.

So Wan Chu’er went ahead and suggested the restaurant’s name and location, and Xiao Bai, thinking she liked the food there, asked for Old Sir Zhong’s opinion.

Naturally, Old Sir Zhong was happy to go along with Wan Chu’er’s wishes, so they made plans to head to that restaurant.

Five people, one car was just enough.

Xiao Bai first helped Grandpa Zhong into the car, but as he was about to get in, Wan Chu’er tugged on him.

"Second Brother, you take the front passenger seat."

Xiao Bai’s mouth twitched, and had it not been for Old Sir Zhong being present, he would have surely taught his naive sister a lesson.

He wanted to suggest that Jiang Kechu sit in the front passenger seat, but then Wan Chu’er glared at him, twisting his waist with one hand and hissing low:

"No complaints allowed, you were the one who hit his face earlier."

Xiao Bai had no choice but to back down.

Jiang Kechu, smiling, sat in the back with Wan Chu’er, squeezing in with Old Sir Zhong.

In the car, seeing that Jiang Kechu and Xiao Bai were still not getting along, Wan Chu’er had a thought and decided to tattle to Grandpa Zhong, exaggerating the story of Zheng Yun bullying her.

"Grandpa Zhong, you’ve got to deal with this Zheng Yun. I didn’t do anything, and she put such a label on me in school, threatening to ruin my reputation and obliterate my existence. She’s just too arrogant for being the daughter of your nanny."