Chapter 649: Yi Qinghuan is Back

Yaen Chi dealt the cards, his expression unchanged as he said, “I don’t know.”

Yi Qinghuan propped her temple and laughed, “If you don’t know, then you don’t know.

I came back in a rush anyway, there will always be a chance to meet.”

Yaen Chi glanced at her, “Qinghuan, there’s something you need to know.”

“Hmm?”

“Brother Yan has a girlfriend now, he dotes on her a lot, and Old Lady Bo likes her very much.”

Yi Qinghuan’s face stiffened in an instant, but it was only for a moment; she managed to put on a smile again in the blink of an eye, “Is that so?”

Her question seemed indifferent, but the melancholy in her expression, upon closer look, was still detectable.

Everyone present knew about the affair between Bo Yanching and Yi Qinghuan back in the day, almost leading to a marriage arranged by their families.

But Yi Qinghuan, being young then, wanted to study abroad.

Coincidentally, a director from overseas invited her to be a screenwriter; she developed her career abroad for several years, and now she is quite famous.

The Empress’s Killing had the director personally invite her back as a gold-medal screenwriter.

Her arrival today was abrupt, making everyone in the private room pause—first, not expecting her return, and second, there was a natural barrier towards those who show up uninvited.

However, this private room was a place Yi Qinghuan used to frequent; she had brought friends here many times before, and with the childhood friendship, everyone quickly warmed up to her.

But people like Loo Jinyang were still watching, and speaking up rashly would inevitably lead to loss of face.

Who knew that Yaen Chi would just blurt it out.

Wasn’t that like slapping someone in the face?

“Who did you come back with?” Yaen Chi asked, grabbing a cigarette and putting it in the corner of his mouth as he picked up the cards, subconsciously reaching for his lighter.

Yi Qinghuan said, “I came back with Brother Jian.”

Yaen Chi paused, “Who?”

Yi Qinghuan smiled, “I went to Capital City to handle some matters.

I met him on the plane on my way back.

I told him I was here, and he said he would come over later.”

Yaen Chi removed the cigarette from his mouth, feeling like his heart had been struck by thunder.

Li Jian was someone significant.

The grandson of Chief of Staff Li!

At a young age, he had achieved the rank of colonel and had been recognized for several merits in the past few years.

This year, he was transferred back to Capital City to work under Chief of Staff Li.

He was Yaen Chi’s cousin.

“That cigarette—”

Yi Qinghuan gestured with her eyes towards the cigarette in Yaen Chi’s hand, “Maybe you shouldn’t smoke it.

Otherwise, he will lecture you again.”

Yaen Chi took a deep breath and tucked the cigarette behind his ear.

Not knowing what kind of frustration he was suppressing, he quickly finished dealing the cards, effectively trapping the cards in the hands of Loo Jinyang and Huo Linxi.

“I’m going out for a smoke.”

Yaen Chi got up and walked outside.

Yi Qinghuan watched his back until he disappeared, then she picked up the cards to shuffle and laughed, “I haven’t played for years, my hands are rusty.

Watching Brother Chi play a couple of rounds, I feel the itch again.

Shall we continue?”

Loo Jinyang and the others naturally agreed.

…

Yaen Chi lit his cigarette, and at that moment Bo Yanching answered a call.

“Yi Qinghuan is back.”

There was the sound of wind on Bo Yanching’s side, probably driving, “So?”

“She came with Li Jian,” Yaen Chi said through gritted teeth.

Bo Yanching then laughed, “There are not many who can keep you in line.”

Indeed, not many; Bo Yanching was one, Li Jian was another.

Yaen Chi had always been slightly fearful of this cousin, even stricter than his grandfather.

He feared that this visit was intended to drag him back.

As a Carefree Prince far from Capital City, the Yaen Family couldn’t control him, but if he were caught and taken back to the Li Family, wouldn’t he live in utter misery?

“Can I make it to Hot Spring Villa now to see you?”

“Don’t come,” Bo Yanching refused, “It’s inconvenient.”