Strongest Counterattack - Chapter 411

Chapter 411: 411

Chapter 411 Smile for Me

Qin Sheng, though having been here for four and a half years, had rarely hung out around this city . Landmark skyscrapers are usually considered to be the symbol of cities . For Shanghai, it’s those extremely high buildings in Pudong . But the city’s original style is embodied in the Nongtang alleys, showing Shanghai’s culture and tradition .

Qin Sheng was kind of familiar with Sinan Road . He rode on a bike, going along Sinan Road to the north . It only took a five-minute ride to reach Shangshan Ruoshui . Qin Sheng parked the shared bicycle and stood under a tree, looking at the building where he used to work, having a sense of half familiar, half strange . Ms . An, Yu Fengzhi, Lyu Yuan, and his other good friends were asked by him to move to Hangzhou . Now, he had no friends here, only enemies .

He thought about the friends that had followed him to Hangzhou, feeling sorry for them . It had been two months since he left Hangzhou . How were they doing?

There were few cars passing by, for it was not mealtime . He heard from Ms . An that Shangshan Ruoshui was slow compared to when it was run by Jiang Xianbang . It was hard to maintain its high level, and it might have transformed into a normal restaurant .

Qin Sheng felt dull when he was waiting and watching . He didn’t run into any acquaintances, like Wang Haichao, the manager, who used to be unfriendly to him and became a deputy general manager then; like Yan Chaozong, one of the two people who planned to kill him on Mount Jiuhua; or like Han Zhengdong, who was in charge of Shangshan Ruoshui; and Ye Muyang, the youngest son of Boss Ye . Qin Sheng would never forget them and would get his revenge one day .

Since he was at Shangshan Ruoshui, Qin Sheng thought of Jiang Xianbang, who helped him and supported him . The last time they got in touch, Jiang was in Singapore . How was he doing now? And his foster daughter, Qing’er, who was a teacher at the Shanghai Conservatory of Music and was good at playing Guzheng, a traditional Chinese musical instrument, how was she doing? Uncle Jiang asked him to take care of Qing’er, but he even didn’t take care of himself .

Jiang Xianbang’s old foreign-style house was on Middle Huaihai Road, which was close to here . Qin Sheng said he was going to meet up with an old friend, and it was Qing’er . But he was not sure if she lived in Jiang’s house now . It was the Spring Festival Holiday, so she might have left Shanghai, celebrating the festival with Uncle Jiang in Singapore .

Qin Sheng didn’t have Qing’er’s phone number and had lost Uncle Jiang’s number . He only maintained no more than 20 people’s numbers . So even if he went to the house, he was not sure if he could meet her .

He took a taxi and arrived there a few minutes later . The door was closed and he couldn’t tell if someone was in there . There were Spring Festival scrolls decorated by the door, which made Qin Sheng relieved . Whether Qing’er was still there or not, this house was taken care of by someone well and these people would help him get in touch with the owners .

Qin Sheng walked to the door and pressed the doorbell, waiting for a response .

The decoration of the house was not changed much, while the valuable collections were sold and only cheap decorations were kept .

At this moment, a woman wearing a grey linen Qipao dress was sitting on the sofa, reading . Her hair was tied casually . A small oven was lit beside her to heat an old iron kettle, which was made by a famous craftsman and was bought by Jiang Xianbang . This valuable collection was not kept on a shelf, but used in daily life to make tea . A Guzheng was set in front of the woman with a music score on it . It seemed that she was playing just now .

The sun shone through the window and lit up the woman . Tea was heated in the kettle, boiling into steam . She was like a fairy out of Chinese mythology, but it was weird in such a modern city like Shanghai .

Her reading stopped with the ring of the doorbell . She frowned and put down the book . “Uncle Wang, go and see who’s outside . If it’s Liang Chen, tell him I’m not home . ”

Uncle Wang, the housekeeper of this old foreign-style house, had been staying here and taking care of Qing’er, who was unwilling to move to Hong Kong, though the house owner, Jiang Xianbang, had left .

Uncle Wang checked the surveillance video of the entrance and saw Qin Sheng, a kind of familiar face . Qin Sheng had come here a few times, but Uncle Wang didn’t have a good memory to remember him after such a long time . He knew that this young man must have come to meet Jiang Xianbang . Only a few people knew that Jiang Xianbang was not in China, and sometimes his old friends just came and asked about him .

Uncle Wang walked over to the entrance, opened the small door, eyed Qin Sheng and asked, “Hello?”

When the small door was opened, Qin Sheng was relieved . At least someone was inside and could help him get in touch with Qing’er or Uncle Jiang .

Qin Sheng found that it was the housekeeper, so he grinned and said, “Uncle Wang, I’m Qin Sheng . I came often two years ago . When Uncle Jiang left Shanghai, he asked me to take care of Qing’er, do you remember me now?”

Reminded by Qin Sheng, Uncle Wang recalled something and said, “Oh, I remember you, Qin Sheng . Your face is familiar . You’re coming to meet Lao Jiang, right? But he’s still abroad . ”

Qin Sheng smiled slightly . “I know . I’m coming to meet Qing’er . I have been away from Shanghai for a long time and wonder about her situation . Uncle Jiang asked me to take care of her, but I got into some trouble and had to leave Shanghai . I failed to take care of my responsibility and feel regretful . Since I’ve come to Shanghai now, I must see her . Uncle Wang, what about Qing’er? Is she here or did she go to Singapore for Uncle Jiang?”

Uncle Wang said, “She’s here . I’ll take you to meet her . She’s so stubborn . She insisted on staying in Shanghai to accompany me . She said that this was her home, and someone has to be here during the Spring Festival . ”

Qin Sheng was surprised . He thought that he might not be able to meet Qing’er today and didn’t expect that he would be so lucky . It seemed that he was becoming luckier since he went back to Beijing .

Uncle Wang let Qin Sheng in and led him into the house . The woman wearing the grey linen Qipao dress was definitely Qing’er, who had heard the footsteps and was wondering who the guest was .

Uncle Wang then took Qin Sheng into the room and said excitedly, “Girl, we have a guest . ”

Qing’er looked at the entrance and remained still when she saw the face of Qin Sheng . She dropped the book in her hands unconsciously, feeling astonished .

It was hard to start a conversation after a long time of separation between old friends .

Qin Sheng walked over to Qing’er and smiled . “Qing’er, long time no see . How are you doing these days?”

Qing’er looked a bit dull, for she was too astonished . “Why have you come?”

Uncle Wang nodded to Qin Sheng and left . “You just chat . I’m going upstairs to put things away . ”

And he left with a smile .

Qin Sheng eyed Qing’er, the old friend he hadn’t seen for over a year . She was as beautiful as a fairy in a legendary story, but lacked a sense of earthly beauty .

“I didn’t expect that you’d be here and thought that you were celebrating the Spring Festival with Uncle Jiang . I lost my cell and lost your numbers . I went back to Shanghai . I’m so lucky to meet you,” Qin Sheng laughed and explained .

Qing’er was surprised to see Qin Sheng, but she didn’t have a good impression of him . They had quarreled a lot in the past . Qing’er felt unpleasant by Qin Sheng’s casual attitude, and Qin Sheng disliked that Qing’er was being distant .

“What’s the matter?” Qing’er frowned and asked . Uncle Jiang used to tell her to ask Qin Sheng for help when she was in trouble . But when she was in need, she found no way to get in touch with him, which made her more dissatisfied with him .

Qin Sheng felt awkward . “We’re friends, right? No poker face . At least you should have me take a seat and make me a cup of tea . ”

Qing’er said casually, “Fine, take a seat . ”

Qin Sheng sat on the sofa beside Qing’er . She poured a cup of tea for him . Qin Sheng took the cup and said thanks . He raised his head, looking at Qing’er . “It has been a year since we met last . How have you been?”

“It’s none of your business . What’s your reason to come here? If you want someone to chat away with you, I’m not good at it . ” Qing’er was distant as usual .

Qin Sheng only cared for his friends and family . He treated Qing’er as his friend, but Qing’er didn’t treat him as her friend . Qin Sheng felt uncomfortable by this, and he would never bear that .

Qin Sheng’s smile froze . “I didn’t come to see you . I lost Uncle Jiang’s number . I need to get in touch with him . I have something to talk to him about . ”

“What’s the matter?” Qing’er was not willing to give Uncle Jiang’s number to Qin Sheng .

Qin Sheng said slowly, “Like, to make him come back . ”

“What? Can you make him come back? Really?” Qing’er was so excited that she stood up at once and stared at Qin Sheng with an astonished face .

Qin Sheng didn’t expect that Qing’er would be so excited . He sighed deliberately . “I thought that you would be willing to talk about this with me . Since you don’t want to see me, maybe I should go now . I don’t need to worry that much . Sorry to disturb you . ”

Then Qin Sheng put down the cup and was about to leave .

Qing’er was flustered and regretted her distant attitude toward Qin Sheng . She held Qin Sheng’s hand . “Sorry . I shouldn’t speak in that way . I’m asking for your forgiveness . You can make Uncle Jiang come back, really?”

Qin Sheng grunted . “It’s none of your business . ”

“Qin Sheng, sorry . I’m really sorry . I was so wrong . Please tell me . ” Qing’er stopped him . She was not sure whether Qin Sheng was telling the truth, but it was a chance for them anyway .

Qin Sheng turned back and eyed Qing’er with a smile . “You really wonder, huh?”

“Mmm . ” Qing’er nodded firmly .

Qin Sheng stared at Qing’er, giving her a tacit stare . Qing’er stepped back a little, feeling fearful . Qin Sheng said, “Smile for me . ”

Qing’er froze…

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