Mr. Zhan’s Little Demon is All Grown up

Deep Friendship

It was a car beauty club.

Wen Yiran stared at the hall coldly. She wondered what Shi Qian was doing here.

Does she work here, or was she seeing a sugar daddy here?

She started the car and wanted to drive in with this thought in mind, but a staff stopped her at the entrance.

Wen Yiran rolled down the window, looked at the staff, and asked impatiently, “What’s wrong? Do I have to pay first?”

The staff member looked at her and said with a bad attitude, “I’m sorry. Miss, your car can’t go in.”

“Why?” Wen Yiran furrowed her brows and questioned. “Isn’t this car beauty?” I am sending my car a beauty treatment, and you’re turning the guests away!”

The staff member smiled, but it was not a friendly smile. “Miss, we only serve high-end cars. Your car… It’s not within our scope of service.”

Wen Yiran’s face turned red and white when she heard this.

A guard has despised her!

At that moment, a red Ferrari stopped behind her and honked a few times impatiently.

“Miss, please make way,” the staff said.

Wen Yiran’s face turned green. One cannot compare a million-dollar Ferrari to a hundred-thousand-dollar BMW.

Wen Yiran rolled up the window and drove away with a dark face.

She didn’t go far. Instead, she stopped by the side of the road and waited to see if she could get a hold of Shi Qian.

For a country bumpkin like her to come to such a place, she must have done something fishy.

Shi Qian sat cross-legged on the boss’ chair behind Jiang Ci’s desk.

Jiang Ci opened this car beauty club on a whim after her car race.

Those who came here to support were either rich or noble.

Jiang Ci took some water, snacks, and a plate of cut fruits and placed them in front of Shi Qian. It was like he served his ancestor.

Huo Fei, who sat on an art chair, shook his head as he watched the scene.

Only Shi Qian could make Second Young Master Jiang act like an old mother.

“Huo Fei, why are you shaking your head?” Shi Qian looked at him.

“Sister Qian, you’re the only one who can make brother Ci act like an old mother,” Huo Fei said with a smile.

Jiang Ci threw a nut at him when he heard this. “You’re looking for death, huh?”

“That’s true. We have a deep friendship.” Shi Qian smiled.

Shi Qian had saved Jiang Ci’s life before. They were in quite a mess during high school, and fights were common.

A group didn’t know Jiang Ci’s identity, so more than a dozen ganged up on him.

When the group beat Jiang Ci almost to death, Shi Qian appeared and knocked everyone down to save her.

After that, the two became friends.

“Why did you suddenly come here?” Jiang Ci asked as she sat down on the sofa.

Shi Qian didn’t stand in the ceremony. She picked up a bag of dried fruits, opened it, and ate.

“I have something to ask you.” She asked while she ate.

“What?” As she spoke, Jiang Ci picked up the cigarette on the table and looked at Shi Qian. After some thought, he put it down.

“Do you guys know about Young Master Zhan crippling Second Young Master Shang?” Shi Qian asked.

Huo Fei was stunned. He didn’t say anything and looked at Jiang Ci.

Jiang Ci leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said lazily, “I know. Why?”

“You know that too??! Why didn’t you tell me?” Shi Qian raised her eyebrows.

“I thought you knew. Young Master Zhan didn’t tell you? Jiang Ci spouted nonsense with a straight face.

He knew that Shi Qian didn’t know about this.

“Why would Young Master Zhan tell me this? I only found out about it when Baili Xi told me today,” Shi Qian said.

“So what if that idiot is crippled? Don’t tell me you feel guilty about it?”

Shi Qian picked up a piece of watermelon and placed it in her mouth. After she swallowed, she smiled and said, “I’m feeling guilty my ass!”

Jiang Ci smiled.

Huo Fei also laughed.

“But, did Third Young Master find trouble with Young Master Zhan after this?” Shi Qian asked.

“Even if he wanted to, he wouldn’t dare to!” Huo Fei said.