Spear Teacher

"......"

Listening to the elegant and gentle voice of the woman on the other end of the phone, Jiang Qiyu was stunned for a moment, then tried to open her heavy eyelids and slowly blinked.

When she realized what the other party meant, she pursed her lips and replied:

"No, you dialed the wrong number."

Just when she was about to hang up the phone, she heard the woman on the other end chuckle and said as if she had expected it:

"Don't you want to know who I am?"

"No."

After saying that, she hung up the phone directly.

Jiang Qiyu's attitude was very firm. Now no one and nothing could destroy her belief in Huilongjiao.

Carefully set the phone to Do Not Disturb mode, and she fell asleep.

She slept until dawn again, and was awakened by a knock on the door.

"Sister Yu, Sister Yu, it's time to get up! Yu--"

Yu Xiaoyu saw her artist yawning with her mouth wide open and came to open the door. Her professionalism made her step forward to block the face without makeup and expression.

The two of them pushed and shoved into the door quickly.

"Sister Yu, get up and pack up quickly. Sister Chen said she has to meet someone today."

"Meet again?!"

As Jiang Qiyu stretched, her movements froze.

Wasn't she disliked by everyone before? How come she is so popular now?

Seeing her unhappy attitude, Yu Xiaoyu hurriedly said:

"It's a big shot. Sister Chen has already gone to see him. Let me come and call you to go with me."

"Big shot?"

Jiang Qiyu rolled her eyes while brushing her teeth and said vaguely:

"What's wrong with big shots? Many people in this world admire the strong, but I'm different from them."

After she rinsed her mouth, Yu Xiaoyu handed her a wet towel considerately and leaned against the door and asked puzzledly:

"Then what do you admire, Sister Yu?"

Taking the wet towel and wiping her face, Jiang Qiyu looked at the assistant at the bathroom door with a refreshed face, showing a mouthful of white teeth:

"I'm Murong Yunhai."

"..."

Yu Xiaoyu resisted the urge to roll her eyes again and again, and pursed her lips and said:

"Sister Yu, stop being funny, you can admire anything, hurry up and change your clothes!"

——

With Yu Xiaoyu, an all-round life assistant, the two of them quickly packed up.

Jiang Qiyu, fully armed, got into the nanny car that had been waiting at the entrance of the hotel, and the two went straight to the location sent by Sister Chen.

It was also a private reception club, even more upscale than the one they had visited before.

After entering the gate, they drove for a distance, and the buildings and environment along the way were refreshing.

In S City, where every inch of land is valuable, a private club with such a large area was built.

It seems that the person they are going to meet today is indeed a big shot.

After turning around the garden landscape, they arrived at the door of a building with a strong sense of design. They saw Sister Chen standing at the door and looking around from a distance.

"Ancestors——"

Seeing the two people get off the car, Sister Chen's eyes immediately lit up and hurried to meet them.

Then she waved to Yu Xiaoyu to indicate that she should wait in the car, and then grabbed Jiang Qiyu's arm and hurried inside.

As they walked, she whispered to her:

"Qi Yu, the person you are meeting today is a big shot in S City. He specifically asked to see you. Although I don't know what it is, it won't hurt to meet him."

"Be careful when you go in. Don't talk casually, let alone talk nonsense. Otherwise, not to mention you, even our company's boss may not be able to afford to offend you!"

"......"

Jiang Qi Yu didn't answer, but was dragged in by Sister Chen obediently.

When they arrived at the door of a wooden carved door, Sister Chen let go of her arm and didn't forget to tidy up her slightly messy sleeves. She lowered her voice again and told her:

"I'll wait for you outside. Remember, don't talk nonsense. If you have anything, send me a WeChat message quietly."

"Yeah."

She nodded, turned around and looked at the exquisite carved wooden door in front of her curiously, and then slowly raised her hand to push it open-

The house is also in a light Chinese style, but not as magnificent as imagined.

The simple and elegant decoration, coupled with the light and pleasant sandalwood in the air, gives people a sense of tranquility and elegance.

Jiang Qiyu turned around and closed the door quietly, and walked into the room with a little confusion, only to find a shadowy figure behind a screen.

She walked forward slowly, stood behind the screen and said lightly:

"Hello, I am..."

"Jiang Qiyu."

A calm voice came from behind the screen, and it sounded a little familiar...

However, before she could think too much, the figure slowly stood up and walked out of the screen with elegant steps.

"..."

After seeing the person clearly, even though she had experienced 500Jiang Qiyu, who was tortured by many people, was speechless.

To describe it with her poor vocabulary, it was:

Beautiful.

Too beautiful.

Too fucking beautiful.

So beautiful!

She was a woman with a stunning appearance and a temperament like orchid.

Her long black hair was carefully tied behind her head with only a wooden hairpin, and she was wearing a modified Chinese cheongsam dyed in ink.

The woman not only had a beautiful face and a good figure, but also had an indescribable temperament. Every frown and smile was full of charm.

Unlike those packaged beautiful female stars in the entertainment industry, her every move reveals four big words:

"Rich Daughter"

Jiang Qiyu was just sighing at the beauty of the person in front of her, but saw that the beauty looked at her calmly and asked:

"Tea or coffee."

Hearing this, Jiang Qiyu, who had just woken up and was pulled here, smiled and said:

"Coffee, I had a morning--"

But before she finished her words, the woman shook her head indifferently:

"Guessed wrong."

As she said that, she walked to the rosewood tea table beside her and sat down, saying faintly:

"It's tea."

"......"

Jiang Qiyu was speechless for a while, and opened her mouth to find her voice:

"Ah... let me guess?"

After that, she was not polite, and sat opposite the woman, and watched her start to show the tea art smoothly.

Soon, a cup of fragrant tea was pushed in front of her, and at the same time, the woman's voice with a chuckle:

"Now, do you want to know who I am?"

Looking down at the rippling tea in front of her, Jiang Qiyu squinted and looked up at her, revealing a very standard smile:

"No."

"Hmm?"

Faced with the woman's doubts, she picked up the cup and gently sipped the hot tea, and the fragrance instantly lingered in her lungs:

"Because you called me over, I can't hold it back and will tell you."