Good Morning, Mister Dragon!

Qiao Yiren enjoyed being the center of attention very much. She felt extremely delighted when she saw that no one was paying Su Qianxun any attention.

She had been waiting for this day all along.

She wanted to let that sl*t know that it was her, Qiao Yiren, who should be loved and worshipped by all. Su Qianxun should just live in the mud so that everyone could step on her!

As Qiao Yiren could feel that Xia Chuxi was paying attention to Su Qianxun, she asked him to head back earlier in an affectionate manner. It was indeed inconvenient for Xia Chuxi to stay in the university for a long time, so he did as he was asked.

Xia Chuxi glanced at Su Qianxun a few times as he was leaving and realized that she had been looking at her cell phone the entire time without paying him any attention. For some reason, this agitated him.

…..

At the hospital.

Long Aotian had sustained some superficial wounds that were not particularly serious. When Long Sijue arrived, there were already a lot of people in the ward.

He was probably the last to arrive.

Lan Qingcheng immediately went beside him when she saw him. She had a gentle expression on her face as she looked at him with her beautiful eyes. “Jue, you’re here. Come and take a seat.”

“Does he even deserve to seat? He took so long to come that he would have been looking at my dead body right now if I were seriously wounded.” Long Aotian said in annoyance. The sight of Long Sijue annoyed him.

“I knew that you were not seriously injured, so I handled some important matters first. I believe that to you, profit is more important,” Long Sijue replied flatly.

“Are you mocking me?” Long Aotian furrowed his eyebrows.

“I wouldn’t dare to.” Long Sijue’s attitude had always been like that. No matter what Long Aotian said, he had always acted indifferently. He was neither arrogant nor servile. For example, when he told Long Aotian that he would not dare to mock him, his attitude had not been even the least bit humble. He was also expressionless as usual.

“It is now a critical time in your older brother’s presidential election. The Li family had been pulling a lot of tricks recently. You better not hinder me now. As for your marriage with Qingcheng, don’t drag it out any further. Just hold an engagement ceremony first! This will be advantageous to your older brother’s election!” Long Aotian instructed

Long Sijue was annoyed, but his face remained expressionless. He neither agreed nor objected to what Long Aotian said, and no one could tell what he was actually thinking.

Among all his sons, Long Sijue caused Long Aotian the most headaches. He always felt like he could not control Long Sijue, and losing control of his son was something he definitely would not let happen.

“Xixing, release the news of Sijue and Qingcheng’s engagement first. Pick a strategic time to make an official announcement! Qingcheng, you’re alright with this, aren’t you?” Long Aotian only cared about Lan Qingcheng’s opinion. He did not care about his son’s opinion at all.

“Of course not. You can make all the decisions, uncle.” Lan Qingcheng smiled and said with a gentle and polite expression on her face.

Long Aotian’s mood immediately became a lot better when he saw how obedient and thoughtful Lan Qingcheng was. He glared at Long Sijue. “You can go back now if there’s nothing else. You have to be careful of your behavior with regard to certain matters. Don’t cross the line, as I won’t stand idly by!”

Long Aotian was being extremely cryptic, but everyone still understood what he meant. He was giving Long Sijue a warning, as everyone knew that Long Sijue had took in a young woman who could bear his child.

When Lan Qingcheng heard this, her expression immediately became desolate. She looked as fragile as a wilted flower, and whoever looked at her would feel extremely sorry for her.

“I’ll make a move first.” Long Sijue turned around and left without looking back.

“Uncle, I’ll send Jue off.” Lan Qingcheng turned and followed Long Sijue out of the hospital ward.

“Jue, do you have time tonight? Let’s have dinner together.” Lan Qingcheng was totally captivated as she gazed at the man’s side profile.

“I’m not free. I still have a lot of work to do,” Long Sijue replied flatly.

“What about our wedding? Don’t you have anything to say about it?” Lan Qingcheng could not help but ask. Her beautiful eyes were glinting with anticipation. She hoped that Long Sijue could say something positive about it, even if it was just a word or two.