Chapter 417 - 215: Winning Over the Young Miss

The Jiang Family dinner was held to an extremely high standard.

It may not have been a feast of exotic rarities, but it included every top-tier ingredient available on the market.

You could see them all on the table tonight.

Jiang Haoyuan took this prospective son-in-law with his prominent background very seriously.

After downing an entire bottle of Maotai, Qi Sheng remained completely unfazed.

Jiang Haoyuan, who had hoped to pry some information from a drunken Qi Sheng, was suddenly dumbfounded.

’Is this kid’s tolerance for alcohol really that terrifying?’

Jiang Haoyuan gave Jiang Nan a look, and the latter desperately shook his head.

But soon, faced with a threatening glare from his father,

Jiang Nan obediently raised his glass, grinning as he slung an arm around Qi Sheng’s shoulder.

"Come on, Ah Sheng, this is your first time at our house. I’m so happy. Let’s have one."

"How about this? I’ll drink a full glass, and you just drink half, Brother Nan."

Qi Sheng had a pretty good idea of the silent exchange that had just passed between them.

It was nothing more than a plan to take turns trying to drink him under the table.

"Ha, really?"

Jiang Nan’s eyes lit up, and he instantly felt much more relaxed.

"I’ll drink up first."

Without a moment’s hesitation, Qi Sheng downed the full glass of liquor, making Jiang Nan gulp just watching him.

’Even though it seems like I got the better end of the deal, why does it feel completely useless?’

"Drink slower."

Jiang Wanqiu lovingly took a warm towel and wiped the drops of liquor from the corner of Qi Sheng’s mouth.

’I have to admit, this kind of gentle affection from a pampered young lady is a novel experience.’

Jiang Nan was in no mood to watch the lovebirds’ public display of affection.

After agonizing over it for a while, he finally downed the half-glass.

He had already polished off a bottle of Maotai earlier.

For him, this was already performing far beyond his usual capacity.

Little by little, Jiang Nan finished another bottle and became completely wasted.

Slinging an arm around Qi Sheng’s shoulder, he started to ramble a bit.

"HIC~ Ah Sheng, my sister... she can be a bit mischievous sometimes, but she’s a good person at heart. And she’s still a virgin. You definitely won’t be on the losing end if you marry her."

"Brother!"

Jiang Wanqiu huffily glared at her dead-drunk older brother. Who says that about their own sister?

"Haha, Ah Sheng, look at her, she’s mad again."

Jiang Nan was drunk, but Jiang Haoyuan had been conserving his energy.

"Old Wu, help the young master back to his room."

Jiang Haoyuan said with a smile to the housekeeper who was waiting on standby.

"Yes, Master."

Housekeeper Wu quickly supported Jiang Nan and helped him up the spiral staircase.

"Uncle Wu, I’m not that drunk..."

As Jiang Nan’s voice gradually faded, the lively atmosphere in the dining room didn’t diminish.

The only difference was that the person having a drinking competition with Qi Sheng had changed from Jiang Nan to Jiang Haoyuan.

This was a perfect example of a father-son team going into battle.

Today, the Jiang father and son gave Qi Sheng a live demonstration.

"Ah Sheng, you and that Qi Family from the Capital City..."

After a few more drinks, Jiang Haoyuan finally asked hesitantly.

"What Qi Family?"

Jiang Wanqiu, who knew nothing about this, curiously interjected.

"This is grown-up talk. Go watch TV with your mom."

Jiang Haoyuan frowned. He didn’t want his daughter to hear this, lest she mistakenly think he was too materialistic.

Although, he did indeed harbor the idea of currying favor with the Qi Family.

But he would never sacrifice his own daughter’s happiness.

But if Qi Sheng and his daughter already had a solid emotional foundation, there was no need to let this connection go to waste.

"Uncle Jiang, I won’t hide it from you..."

Qi Sheng briefly described the background fabricated by the system.

This was simple information that Jiang Haoyuan could have found on his own if he had investigated.

As for whether it would displease the Qi Family,

that would depend on the mood of that hale and hearty Old Master Qi.

"I never would have thought that some people truly see fame and fortune as fleeting clouds!"

After hearing this, Jiang Haoyuan was filled with emotion.

He felt a new sense of solemn respect for Qi Sheng’s grandfather, whom he had never met.

"My grandfather is indeed indifferent to fame and fortune, so our branch of the family isn’t very close with the one in the Capital City."

’What could I say? I could only give props to the system.’

"That’s a bit of a shame."

Jiang Haoyuan looked regretful, but he wasn’t particularly disappointed either.

Although Qi Sheng wasn’t, as he had imagined, the one holding the purse strings for that Qi Family,

as long as that blood connection existed, not just anyone would dare to offend him!

At the very least, their Jiang Family didn’t have the guts.

After their conversation, Jiang Haoyuan completely accepted Qi Sheng’s status as his prospective son-in-law.

He had background, ability, and looks, and on top of all that, his daughter adored him.

"Ah Sheng, stay the night. Your aunt and I will head back to rest. You two should also get to bed early."

Before leaving, Jiang Haoyuan secretly gave his daughter a meaningful look.

Jiang Wanqiu, who had been a little sad to see them go, instantly flushed bright red.

Faced with that significant glance from her father,

Jiang Wanqiu didn’t know if she had misunderstood his meaning.

’But Qi Sheng hasn’t even formally confessed his feelings to me yet.’

’Is it too fast for us to get together just like this?’

Seeing Jiang Wanqiu lost in thought,

Qi Sheng smiled and pinched her cheek.

"Ow, that hurts."

Jiang Wanqiu snapped out of it and shyly lowered her head.

"My dear Miss Jiang, would you take me to the guest room?"

"Hmph, I don’t like that name."

"Then... Little Wanqiu?"

"That one’s tolerable, I guess."

"Babe, can you take me to the guest room now?"

Qi Sheng suddenly lowered his head, moving close to Jiang Wanqiu’s pretty face.

The masculine scent, tinged with alcohol, made her a little dazed.

"Mmph..."

Before Jiang Wanqiu could speak,

Qi Sheng was already tasting the soft, red lips of the wealthy heiress.

"Wanqiu..."

Xie Qing had come downstairs to say that the room was ready.

But when she saw the two of them kissing passionately, she couldn’t help but run back upstairs in embarrassment.

’Kids these days are so open.’

’Not like in our day, when we were afraid of anyone seeing us even hold hands.’

"You’re the worst! Mom saw everything."

After Qi Sheng let her go, Jiang Wanqiu shyly pounded his chest with her little fists.