Chapter 52: Hong Yi (Combined with Chapter 53)

  In most boys' youthful years, who doesn't hope to have a lively girl bloom just for them, and smile brightly at them alone? And in girls' hearts, they also hope to have a boy stand out from the crowd and walk towards them, not expecting him to be rich or handsome, just hoping he'll treat them well with all his heart. So after venting all the emotions accumulated over the years in one go, on the way back she walks with ease like a proud swan, bouncing and jumping, matching her face, figure, and temperament, it's simply astonishing, making Qin Di's little heart flutter wildly.

  An Xin had no idea that her bouncy posture was so beautiful and attractive, plus her innocent and simple temperament, enough to instantly kill those experienced uncles and aunts, let alone Qin Di, this thorough little virgin, he couldn't help but feel, youth is really great, love is really wonderful, having a girlfriend is really a happiness.

  "I like you playing the guqin!"

  Standing at the entrance of the girls' dormitory building, Qin Di smiled brightly and said: "Especially that song 'Yan Hua Yi Leng'."

  "Alright, next time I'll play it for you!" An Xin smiled sweetly, seemingly infected by Qin Di's thick skin. Her autumn water-like eyes were filled with emotions as she gazed at Qin Di, her small face flushing red: "I'll only play it for you alone!"

  "Alright." Qin Di waved his hand and put both hands behind his head, then walked away cleanly and neatly without saying a word of goodnight, not dragging on at all.

  "Handsome." Anxin let out a word from the bottom of her heart, and she stuck out her cute tongue. She returned to her dormitory, immediately feeling that the atmosphere was different. Now the whole foreign language department is spreading the legend of the beautiful guzheng girl being conquered by a man. Qin Di naturally became the target of attack for most men and women. This mysterious person was dug up by many busybodies. Some people said that Qin Di was a fake rich second-generation, a deep-sea rich second-generation who was wealthy to the point of flowing water. Only that 60-point beauty knew in her heart that this guy with cheap goods all over his body couldn't possibly be a rich second-generation. If he were a rich boy, it would be too tragic.

  It's just gossip and rumors spreading wildly, with all sorts of versions circulating. Finally, a kind-hearted person couldn't take it anymore and posted Qin Di's information on the school website.

  A group of 38 men and women finally realized that a toad had eaten the swan!

  She was completely indifferent to this, calm and composed. Moreover, the three girls in her dormitory only admired and envied her, so they wouldn't ask her any annoying questions.

  For An Xin, the storms outside are not worth mentioning. Her greatest hope is that this relationship will last forever.

  After turning off the lights in her bedroom, she lay down on the bed, covered herself with a quilt, put on her earphones and listened to Mozart's classical music. She pouted, deciding that from tomorrow on, she would practice the guqin well, along with that one piece "Yan Hua Yi Leng".

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  She Shan

  At an elevation of 98 meters and 97 meters, it is the backyard of the deep sea, a famous suburban scenic spot in the deep sea, and also a place that people in the deep sea envy.

  For the ultra-realistic deep-sea people, Mount Qi represents too much meaning. It is like Long Island in New York, Beverly Hills in Los Angeles, the 16th arrondissement in Paris, Repulse Bay in Hong Kong, and Yangmingshan in Taipei. This not-very-high mountain is the pride of the deep-sea people, not only because of its excellent environment but also because it is home to a large number of wealthy individuals and villas.

  At this time, a Bugatti and an Aston Martin, one in front of the other, carefully escorted a Rolls-Royce Phantom into a villa with an absolutely terrifying floor area in Jishan.

  Until the Phantom stopped inside the villa, the two luxury cars worth tens of millions slowly drove away, as if they were not qualified to enter, and even didn't have the qualification to guard the gate.

  As soon as the car stopped, Huang Qingdi got out of the car with a swollen face and nose, looking at Hong Niang with trepidation. He was more afraid of her than his father, who could make countless powerful people tremble with just one sneeze.

  Because in his eyes, Father is a dignified and successful man of great integrity, while Hong Yi has always been gentle and unassuming, with an otherworldly air about her, making him even more worthy of respect.

  Although Huang Qingdi knew that this was just the surface of Hong Yi, just like his father, who on the surface was a respectable businessman with assets worth hundreds of billions and tens of thousands of employees, with business all over the country and abroad, but who would have known that behind this huge commercial empire, how many shady deals were hidden?

  Huang Qingdi didn't quite understand his father and Hong Niang's business, so he naturally couldn't enter that deep, mysterious and bloody world.

  "Go take a bath, change your clothes, apply some medicine, and then come to the living room on the second floor to see me." Hong Yi looked at Huang Qingdi's bruised and frightened appearance with a gentle smile, waving her hand lightly.

  Huang Qingdi was overjoyed as if he had been granted a great amnesty. He immediately ran back to his room, took a bath and changed his clothes, then without any hesitation, rushed to see Hong Yi.

  "Auntie!" Huang Qingdi shouted respectfully, his buttocks only half sitting on the sofa, not daring to sit down completely.

  The woman murmured in agreement, lowered her head and looked at a magazine, while brewing a pot of tea.

  "Red Aunt, I was wrong today, I promise to behave and focus on my studies from now on." Huang Qingdi hastily admitted his mistake with a serious attitude, his acting skills were impeccable, after all, he had practiced this guarantee and performance thousands of times since the beginning, no need to squeeze out tears or pretend to be pitiful, just opening his mouth was enough to show a painful and regretful expression.

  The woman concentrated on reading the magazine, without even lifting an eyelid.

  "Or else I'll write a guarantee." Huang Qingdi said with a quivering heart.

  "A person who can write thousands of guarantee letters in a year, his guarantee letters are worth less than the waste paper on the street." The woman gently put down the magazine and looked at Huang Qingdi sitting opposite her with a headache. She didn't give up on this child because of his father's friendship, but because his mother was her own sister, who had already passed away.

  So no matter how annoying Huang Qingdi was, she never gave up on him, but recently she hasn't been paying much attention to him. After all, he's already a university student and if he doesn't want to improve himself, she can't be bothered to lecture him.

  It's just that today's incident was a bit too big, Huang Qingdi suffered such a huge loss, she couldn't help but feel heartache and had to ask: "Tell me about what happened today?"

  Huang Qingdi simply explained what had happened without exaggerating or adding anything, including how he led people to block An Xin.

  "Why did he hit you and still let you speak for him? This isn't the Huang Qingdi I know who seeks revenge!" Hong Yi asked casually, "Have you really submitted to him?"

  "At first, I was not reconciled, of course, and wanted revenge. So I compromised and wasted time with him, letting Guangzi pull reinforcements. I planned to wait until Auntie came and then deal with him properly." Huang Qingdi did not hide this at all and didn't think it was a shameful thing, because in front of Hong Yi, Huang Qingdi had never had any dignity, always the little kid.

  Hong Yi listened and curiously asked: "But why did you change your mind later?"

  "It's because he has too much of a heroic air about him!" said Huang Qing.

  Hong Yi was so angry she couldn't help but laugh.

  Heroic spirit, this is too vague and elusive for a 25-year-old woman.

  "Auntie, you don't know how fierce he was at that time. The light was so intense, it should be counted in your heart. He only used five seconds of time, one punch, one elbow strike, and with a burst of energy, the light flew out, crawling on the ground and couldn't get up. And those more than ten guys who were watching the scene under the light, they were all experienced fighting masters, but when they surrounded him, in just a few seconds, he made several charges, kicking, chopping, punching, or slapping, and instantly, people fell to the ground, stirring up a commotion. This kind of powerful martial arts skill, I'm afraid only those five guys by your side are qualified to fight with him." Huang Qingdi looked at her with admiration, smiled, and carefully asked: "Auntie, is this his skill, Inch Force Kung Fu? Otherwise, how could he have such a huge explosive power?"

  Hong Yi thought for a few seconds, asked Huang Qingdi some details, and said: "This is not an inch of power, he practices the orthodox internal family fist, and Ting Gaoshen, his current martial value, is probably between postnatal and prenatal! If you really want to fight, your strong brothers can't beat him, because internal family fist and inch work are not on the same level, prenatal has an advantage, and lethality is stronger."

  "Tomorrow? The day after tomorrow?" Huang Qing whispered to himself.

  Hong Yi glanced at him, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Huang Qingdi, asking softly: "Is it because his martial arts skills are strong that you're willing to submit to him? Are you asking me to spare his life?"

  "This is not the main reason." Huang Qingdi took over the tea, trembling with fear, and didn't know if he was too honored or what. He held the teacup and didn't dare to take a sip.

  Hong Yi elegantly sipped a mouthful of tea and said: "What's the reason for that?"

  Huang Qingdi's face turned red as he said, "It's because I was moved by his demeanor."

  "What's 'air'? " Hong Yi smiled, this was another too elusive word for her.

  Ke Huang Qing's younger brother nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, it's just his demeanor. Especially since he clearly knew I was playing a double reed with him, secretly pulling reinforcements, yet still pretended nothing was wrong, continuing to smoke and chat with me. Even when I asked for his phone number, explaining that I wanted to find him to take revenge, he didn't even hesitate and directly gave it to me."

  "That's because he didn't consider you as an opponent at all." Hong Yi lightly commented.

  "I knew that, so I wanted to turn against him at the time, but thinking of his fighting power, I could only swallow my anger and continue to compromise. I planned to wait until Aunt came and then teach him a lesson." Huang Qingdi said with a red face: "But what really made me surrender and not want to take revenge on him was that after you arrived, Red Aunt, he directly told me to get out and asked me to quickly call someone to come and fight with him. After the fight, he would leave. As soon as I heard these words, I gave up, so I came to beg for mercy from you."

  "Have you ever thought that he's playing a game of teasing you?" Hong Yi said lightly.

  "I've thought about it, but he's not that kind of person," Huang Qingdi said firmly.

  "Why?" Hong Yi asked curiously.

  "He wouldn't be foolish enough to beat me up so badly if he really wanted to play this game with me."

  Hong Yi smiled and said, "It seems this kid isn't stupid after all."

  She beckoned him over with a wave of her hand and Red Auntie called him to her side.

  Huang Qingdi was really surprised this time, holding a cup of tea, carefully sitting down next to Hong Niang, trying his best not to touch her.

  "Little brother, today's matter, I'm not letting him off because of your face. His attitude is nothing to me, and I just want to use him to teach you a lesson, so you know that this society isn't one where no one can control you. Don't think that just because you've fought a few times in school, you understand the ways of the world! This place, neither your father nor I fully comprehend it, we tread carefully and are afraid of being caught off guard at night. That's why your dad sent you to me, because he doesn't want you to take this path. Today's matter is also due to good luck on your part, since the other party was a student and didn't use deadly force. If it were someone from the real world, I'd probably be collecting your body today! Listen to your aunt, follow your dad's wishes, finish university honestly, then take over his legitimate business. This lifetime, don't ever walk the path that your aunt and dad have taken, did you hear?"

  Huang Qingdi hastily nodded obediently, with an expression of sudden enlightenment, but as for whether he had actually taken it in, probably even he himself didn't know.

  "Go ahead!" Hong Yi rubbed her slightly aching temples and sighed inwardly: "Playing the lute to a cow, indeed!"

  Huang Qingdi got up and walked away, but didn't put down the teacup, planning to slowly savor it back and forth, savoring for a whole night, no, savoring for a whole week...

  Looking at Huang Qingdi, Hong Yi could only say that this block of rotten wood was really difficult to carve!

  Hong Yi was about to make a phone call when her secretary and bodyguard, Wang Ping, walked in. She was a woman of around thirty years old, with a height of 1.73 meters, not robust but with a full S-shaped figure, and a face that wasn't particularly beautiful but absolutely pleasant to look at. As soon as she came in, she put a document on the coffee table.

  Hong Yi didn't move the materials, she had a habit of not liking to exert too much effort in reading materials, for such things, she preferred to listen to her secretary say.

  Wang Ping had a number in her mind, and she reported: "The student who beat Qingdi is named Qin Di, a sophomore majoring in Chinese at Fudan University. He grew up in an orphanage and is from Jiangxi Province."

  Hong Yi took a sip of tea, thought for a moment, and asked: "Is that all?"

  "Half a month ago, he seemed to have taken in a guy named Tie Nan who was under Wang Jian's command." Wang Ping said calmly.

  "Tiě nán, I've heard of him. He's one of the eight great generals under Wang Jianqiang, notorious for being ruthless. In private, people on the road call him Poisonous Wolf because he doesn't easily take action, but when he does, it's always fatal. A character like this suffered such a huge loss at the hands of a student, and you think he won't seek revenge?" Hong Ni said slowly.

  "This matter has been settled by the Ji family." Wang Ping replied quickly.

  "Is it the Ji family?" Hong Yi sneered: "The Wang family's power in the capital is not inferior to that of the Ji family, and they even suppress the Ji family. The Wang and Ji families have always been at odds, so would Wang Jianqiang give face to the Ji family? He is notorious for being ruthless and venomous among our group, can he just sit back and let his general suffer a loss because of a word from the Ji family? At least, Ji Zhu Xin doesn't have that much face, unless it's Ji Yi Man or Ji Zhongxin who speaks personally."

  "It was Ki Tadakazu who appeared in person." Wang Ping replied: "Because that student cured Ki's illness."

  "Meaning he's still practicing medicine?" Hong Yi showed some interest and glanced at the documents on the tea table.

  Wang Ping hesitated for a moment, then asked: "But I heard that Wang Jianqiang also made a statement, saying that he can avoid finding trouble with that student, but never let him meet him, otherwise he will be dealt with."

  "This is the Wang Jianqiang I know." Hong Yi smiled faintly, as if she had expected it all along. She waved her hand, signaling Wang Ping to leave, and then picked up the documents on the tea table to take a look. Not until after Wang Ping left did Hong Yi put down the documents, lift up that stunning face, and murmur: "Skilled in medicine and internal martial arts, his background is probably not simple either? The question is which family's son is he?"

  Hong Yi furrowed her brow, recalling Huang Qingdi's description of Qin Di hitting Fei Guangzi earlier: "A single elbow strike, in such a small space, even if using internal energy, can it really knock someone weighing nearly 200 pounds flying?"

  Hong Yi stretched out her hand, suddenly stood up, made a dash, struck out an elbow strike, chopped down, and heavily pounded on the sofa.

  Bang!

  The sofa burst and was shaken out half a meter away.

  "I used all my strength and inner energy to strike with a burst of power, but I could only break it, not send it flying. So even if one is a great master of internal martial arts, it's impossible to achieve this!"

  "Unless he wasn't using internal family fist, but rather..."

  "...martial arts." Hong Yi's eyes suddenly became sharp, her face a picture of shock.

  ……

  Thanks: bill Yu, always can't put down, feeling of wind DE, three book friends' rewards.

  Today two chapters merged into one, it's finally complete!

  The plot is unfolding, and I will arrange for a big **to appear.