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Chapter 21 of 100

Chapter 21

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"怀疑什么?" Jiang Baiwan was very calm.

"Suspect that you are at a loss for words, unable to respond." Yun Zhongwu smiled, saying that if he had just been hiding his intentions, now he was fully revealed, with a murderous aura.

"Nonsense." Jiang Baiwan snorted: "You are slandering..."

"Brother Jiang, don't be angry." Yun Zhongwu smiled even more broadly: "Whether it's slander or not, we can check. With such advanced communication nowadays, a simple phone call to verify it won't take much time."

"Verify?" Jiang Baiwan sneered: "I think you're not trying to verify, but rather to see me humiliated."

"Brother Jiang, how can you say that? I'm also concerned for you, not wanting you to suffer this unjust accusation." Yun Zhongwu's expression seemed aggrieved, but his eyes were cold and filled with doubt.

Mainly, Jiang Baiwan's calm demeanor was too composed, not like someone caught off guard, stubbornly refusing to admit defeat. Instead, it was as if he had everything planned out, as if he had already dug a pit, waiting for someone to jump in.

"Are you saying that if you arrange for someone to stab me, I should thank you?" Jiang Baiwan sneered, tearing off the last pretense and exposing their deteriorated relationship to everyone.

Yun Zhongwu's heart sank, then he laughed: "Brother Jiang, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

"Is it real ignorance or feigned ignorance?" Jiang Baiwan took a step forward, his plain features exuding a domineering aura: "Don't think you're the only smart one in the world."

"Can you say this ancient tripod wasn't sent to me by your hand?"

Jiang Baiwan said coldly: "You are very smart, but don't treat others as fools. Most importantly, you can fool me, but making me lose face is another matter."

"But you seem to have forgotten one thing. You knew this was a gift I intended to give to Uncle, yet you still dared to interfere, sending people to tamper with it... Do you even respect him?"

Jiang Baiwan's words were like knives, each one lethal: "Do you think it's very satisfying and enjoyable to ruin his banquet?"

Yun Zhongwu's face changed, and sweat broke out on his forehead. He quickly defended himself: "I didn't, you are slandering me."

"Whether it's slander or not, you know in your heart." Jiang Baiwan sneered: "Don't think you can do things perfectly, leaving no trace. If you want to hide something, you mustn't do it. Do you want me to find someone to confront you?"

Yun Zhongwu's expression was cold, but his eyes flickered. His first thought was whether Wang Dong had betrayed him. Otherwise, how could Jiang Baiwan know the ins and outs of the matter?

Even if Wang Dong hadn't betrayed him, Yun Zhongwu believed that with Jiang Baiwan's methods, if he really wanted to, he could certainly get Wang Dong to talk...

"Damn!" Yun Zhongwu was secretly furious, feeling somewhat cornered.

He could not admit to this matter.

If he admitted it, it would confirm Jiang Baiwan's accusations and show disrespect to Chen Futu.

If he denied it, Jiang Baiwan might find witnesses and evidence. With both human and material evidence, if he still denied it, he would be seen as a complete scoundrel.

In high society, losing face can be regained, but if one is seen as a scoundrel, there might be no chance of redemption.

"No wonder you knew it was a trap but still stepped into it, you were waiting for me..."

Yun Zhongwu suddenly realized, feeling both angry and embarrassed. He looked around, hoping someone would step forward to help him out and smooth things over.

Actually, the matter was quite clear.

Clearly, Yun Zhongwu had set up the trap, intending to trick Jiang Baiwan. If Jiang Baiwan had been unaware, he would have lost face in front of everyone.

But unexpectedly, Jiang Baiwan knew it was a trap and decided to turn the tables, accusing Yun Zhongwu of deliberately disrupting the banquet and not giving Chen Futu face, using the situation to counterattack.

After all, a banquet is about harmony and friendliness.

Especially for Chen Futu's grandson's first birthday, it should be festive and joyful. But Yun Zhongwu had used the banquet to cause trouble. If he hadn't been caught, it would have been one thing, but now that he was caught, it was a serious offense.

Of course, the key was how Chen Futu would react. Before he made a statement, the others, seeing Yun Zhongwu's pleading look, dared not speak up, fearing they might get involved.

But Chen Futu seemed to have no intention of making a statement. He casually pulled a book from the bookshelf and began to read it with interest.

"What does this mean?"

"Is he ignoring it, or is it a hint?"

Everyone was puzzled, feeling troubled and even more hesitant to act. After all, the thoughts of important people are not easily fathomable. If they guessed wrong, the consequences could be dire.

For a moment, the study fell into an eerie silence, with not a sound. In the silence, a sudden wailing broke out, drawing everyone's attention.

They quickly looked over and saw Chen Futu's grandson, held by Qi Xiang, suddenly burst into tears for some reason...

With a flurry of glances, Qi Xiang felt as if needles were pricking his back and hurriedly looked down to check.

At a glance, he understood what had happened.

While he was focused on the situation, the baby had been waving its arms and legs, but without a response, the chubby little hands had grabbed his briefcase and started pulling and tugging.

Qi Xiang had noticed but hadn't paid much attention.

After a bit of tugging, the baby accidentally opened the zipper and, discovering a new world, quickly reached into the bag to explore. Qi Xiang's briefcase contained only a few items like a phone and keys.

And, of course, the pair of walnuts...

The items were too precious, and Qi Xiang felt it was unsafe to leave them at home, so he carried them with him, planning to deposit them in a bank safety deposit box for peace of mind.

At that moment, the baby's chubby little hand touched the round walnuts and naturally picked them up. Perhaps thinking they were food, the baby put them in its mouth and bit down...

The walnuts were as hard as jade, and the baby hadn't grown many teeth. The soft gums hit the hard surface, causing the baby to pout and cry in frustration.

"Here we go, here we go, just like this."

Qi Xiang was in a bind, even though he had never taken care of a baby before, he knew that a baby's mood was as unpredictable as the weather. One second they could be laughing, the next they could be crying.

This unpredictable nature was truly hard to handle.

While lamenting, Qi Xiang also awkwardly tried to comfort the baby: "Baby, don't cry, don't cry..."

"If you keep crying, I'll cry too..." Qi Xiang added silently, gently rubbing the baby's back.

Then a miracle happened; the baby's tears turned to smiles, and it started to coo happily.

"Damn, is this kid a professional caregiver or something?"

Seeing this, many people were surprised, and some were even jealous.

For example, Chen Futu's second son, Chen Bixue, who had been idly reading a book in the corner of the study while everyone was focused on the conflict between Jiang Baiwan and Yun Zhongwu, no one dared to disturb him.

But upon hearing the baby's cry, he immediately walked over and saw Qi Xiang comforting the baby, making it stop crying and smile.

A look of surprise flashed across Chen Bixue's eyes, but he didn't stop. He quickly walked over and extended his hands. Though he didn't speak, his intention was clear.

Qi Xiang understood and quickly handed the baby back.

Chen Bixue, after a quick check, turned and handed the baby to a nearby nanny, instructing: "The baby is hungry, feed him..."

"Yah!" The baby struggled a bit, but when someone brought milk to its mouth, it started to drink happily, no longer fussing.

At the same time, Qi Xiang approached, looking somewhat hesitant: "That... thing..."

Chen Bixue's eyes sharpened, and he immediately saw that the baby's small, white hand was still holding something. The item was quite large, and the baby's small hand couldn't hold it firmly. He easily plucked it out.

"Yours?" Chen Bixue asked, playing with the bright, smooth walnut, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Yes." Qi Xiang took the other walnut from his briefcase and indicated: "They are a pair..."

Chen Bixue held the walnut, raised it to admire it for a moment, then said casually: "Not bad, how about giving me one?"

"Uh?" Qi Xiang was taken aback.

Chen Bixue directly offered a price: "One hundred thousand!"

"Huh?" Qi Xiang blinked.

"Think about it." Chen Bixue extended his hand, with long, well-defined fingers and clean, smooth nails.

Qi Xiang was stunned, then suddenly understood and handed over the other walnut.

Chen Bixue nodded in satisfaction, grabbed the two walnuts, and skillfully played with them, producing a sound like the clashing of metal and stone.

The sound was very smooth, like pearls and jade, without any harshness, pleasant to the ear.

Playing with the walnuts and listening to such sounds was a kind of enjoyment.

"How can this kid always be in the spotlight..." someone felt indignant.

But it had to be admitted that this interlude had eased the tense atmosphere in the study.

Yun Zhongwu seized the opportunity to step down, quickly walking to Chen Bixue's side and smiling: "Bixue, I didn't know you liked this. If you had said so earlier, I would have sent you a pair, definitely better than this."

Chen Bixue's expression was cold, and he ignored him, continuing to play with the walnuts. He asked: "This one hundred thousand, do you want cash or a card?"

"Cough, cough..."

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Qi Xiang's expression was somewhat unnatural. He then extended one finger and said softly: "Actually... this pair of walnuts... is worth one million!"

"What?"

The others were shocked, thinking Qi Xiang must be crazy...

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