The Outcast Heiress's Secret Identities

Chapter 925: Do you want to consider me?

As soon as she sat down, her hand was grasped, accompanied by the man’s somewhat resentful voice.

Su Ran’s gaze flickered momentarily as she looked at the man. Despite sitting down, a strong and cold aura emanated from him, naturally commanding presence.

Perhaps because he had been drinking, his aura was even stronger than usual, enveloped by a chill she had never seen before.

However, the moment she sat down, the man’s aura instantly retracted. His deep and cold eyes returned to the familiar gentleness and indulgence she knew, transitioning from extreme coldness to extreme warmth in mere seconds.

He was always creating a comfortable and safe atmosphere for her, and she was always immersed in the comfort zone he created, enjoying all of his indulgence.

Seeing the man with a face of resentment, his low voice tinged with grievance, Su Ran’s tone subconsciously softened.

"Just stayed outside for a while."

Qi Yuan didn’t say much, just handed a cup of warm water to her hands.

She took it and drank a sip. At this moment, Li Sheng, holding a bottle in one hand and a glass in the other, came to her side, her dainty little face as red as an apple.

"Sis... hic... Sister-in-law, where is Sister Qingan? Where did Sister Qingan go? Why hasn’t she come back? I was planning on drinking with her... drinking..."

Su Ran frowned and stood up to take away the bottle and glass from her hands, helping her sit down at Ling Qingan’s spot.

"She’s outside, look at yourself, already this drunk and still drinking."

Li Sheng, holding the bottle, smiled with curved eyes.

"I’m happy today; it feels great, really great inside."

"You can’t drink like this even if you’re happy, have some hot water instead."

Su Ran poured a glass of water and handed it to her. Looking at the steaming cup before her, Li Sheng wrinkled her nose disdainfully, pushed it aside, and then, holding the bottle, said to Su Ran:

"Why drink water? We should drink... hic, just drink wine, but Sister Qingan isn’t here... isn’t here... Sister-in-law, let’s drink together, today... won’t go home ’til we’re full, no, won’t go home ’til we’re drunk, come on, everyone together... won’t go home ’til we’re drunk!"

The likes of Mo Shangjie couldn’t resist such a rallying call, and upon hearing it, they all stood up with glasses in hand, pounding the table.

"Come on, won’t go home ’til we’re drunk!"

With her instigation, the room became lively again. Su Ran watched the chaos among them, feeling a bit of a headache.

Wen Jichen removed the napkin from his lap and stood up.

"Jichen!"

Seeing this, Yin Xiner hurriedly reached out to grab the corner of his garment, her pretty little face filled with panic and unease.

"Where are you going?"

Wen Jichen lowered his eyes, glanced at her lightly, his gaze finally landing on the hand gripping his garment.

The chilling look in his eyes sent a shiver through Yin Xiner, especially the way he was staring at her hand, icily cold and penetrating.

Her hand trembled uncontrollably, and she bit her lip in grievance, releasing the corner of his garment. There wasn’t a wrinkle where she had gripped, but Wen Jichen still brushed it off.

"Just going to the restroom."

He said lightly, pushing back his chair and turning to leave.

Yin Xiner’s gaze remained on his back, her inner panic and unease mounting.

As he opened the door to the room, before seeing the person, a soft and innate coquettish voice, clear and gentle, reached his ears amidst the confusion and noise.

Looking over, at the table closest to the room, filled with men and women of various sorts, his eyes quickly captured that slender figure in the crowd.

Ling Qingan was sitting with her back to the room door, lazily leaning on the chair, captivating even just with her silhouette.

"Just starting out, not well-known, I hope all alumni will take care of me!"

"I never thought the eldest lady of the Ling Family, who never lifted a finger since childhood, would one day ask us for help with her career! Well, of course, the Ling Family went bankrupt and Wen Jichen has found someone new, nobody to protect you now, are you going to starve waiting for help during this mess?"

The table fell into awkward silence, and no one spoke for a moment.

Ling Qingan was born as a pampered daughter, living a privileged life from childhood. Whether her family background or her grace and looks, she was the envy of many.

Later, she was cherished and protected by Wen Jichen. A good family background was one thing, but having an exceptional, perfect, and enviable boyfriend was another.

Now, with the Ling Family’s bankruptcy, Wen Jichen and Yin Xiner together, many openly and covertly laughed at her plight.

Especially the women, seeing her downfall, felt much joy.

Women tend to be jealous and competitive. Seeing other women doing much better often breeds envy and resentment.

Ling Qingan remained as aloof as ever, merely shrugging indifferently at the words, "No choice, it’s a matter of survival."

Shen Ji’s was somewhat cold, the gentle and jade-like face now not looking very good, and his normally refined voice had a slight chill.

"That’s enough from you all!"

At this point, others came forth to ease the awkwardness.

"Who says Qingan doesn’t have anyone to protect her? Doesn’t she have Shen Ji now? The hero rescues the beauty!"

"Oh, Senior Shen is still as partial and protective towards Qingan as ever. Now that she’s back, isn’t this your chance?"

"Yes, Shen Ji, hasn’t your family been urging you to marry for quite some time? Maybe today’s your opportunity to end your bachelorhood!"

The gentle face of Shen Ji was overlaid with frost, and Ling Qingan turned to look at him, examining him with a couple of glances, she said with a mischievous smile:

"Are you still single?"

Ling Qingan was very beautiful, especially when she smiled; her eyes curled into crescents, eyes seemed to contain stars, shining and twinkling, easily slipping into one’s heart.

Especially the blatant amusement in her eyes, directly dazzling Shen Ji’s heart.

"Hmm..."

Ling Qingan raised an eyebrow, suddenly leaning closer to him.

"How about considering me?"

Shen Ji’s eyes flickered slightly, and then he heard Ling Qingan add:

"I’m single too!"

"..."

Thinking of considering me?

Single...

This wasn’t a hint; it was a straightforward and clear attitude.

It felt as though if Shen Ji proposed on the spot, she would agree without hesitation.

The crowd joined in the teasing!

Wen Jichen watched that thin, solitary figure, emanating a chilling cold aura that began to spread around him. He glanced once more at Shen Ji by the side, and turned to walk toward the restroom.

Ling Qingan straightened her posture, her eyes bending slightly.

"Indeed, the follow-up to a hero rescuing a beauty should be pledging one’s life in marriage!"

Hearing this, Shen Ji smiled wryly.

This was indeed the Ling Qingan he knew, always unpredictable.

The awkward atmosphere at the dining table was broken, becoming lively once more. noveldrama

Ling Qingan drank a few more glasses of wine, her cheeks beginning to show a reddish tinge.

The person had spoken correctly earlier; Ling Qingan was born into nobility, untouched by menial labor since childhood.