205: Chapter 205 Wang Tengfei Develops Secret Feelings, Ye Ziming Becomes Qin Yi's Follower (Part 2)

At this moment, the first-floor lobby of Zuiyue Tower was filled with many tables of guests. Shen Jianan couldn't afford to look too unnatural, so she pretended to pour water while leaning in close to Ye Qingcheng. Lowering her voice, she reported cautiously, "Sister Qingcheng, I have something to report. Qin Yi has already competed against Si Hongfei..."

Before Shen Jianan could finish, Ye Qingcheng lightly raised her hand to interrupt her, responding calmly, "Mhm, I'm already aware of the situation."

"Then, do I need to continue monitoring him?" Shen Jianan followed up, sounding a bit uncertain.

"Of course," Ye Qingcheng glanced at her and continued firmly, "Don't forget, your test isn't over yet."

"Oh, okay, I understand." Shen Jianan quickly nodded in agreement, but an inexplicable sense of unease welled up in her heart. She hesitated for a moment before deciding to voice her concern. "Sister Qingcheng, I noticed just now that the way Qin Yi looked at me was a bit off. It felt like he had already recognized me..."

Hearing this, Ye Qingcheng's brows furrowed tightly, and she stared at Shen Jianan with piercing eyes. She asked in a low voice, "Are you sure?"

Shen Jianan shook her head, her face full of confusion and anxiety. "I'm not sure either; it just felt like he recognized me."

At this point, Ye Qingcheng also began to have her doubts, thinking to herself: This Qin Yi is truly strange; the way he looked at her just now also had an indescribable meaning behind it. After pondering for a moment, she took a deep breath to calm her emotions before continuing, "Alright, stop overthinking. Hurry back and continue monitoring. Report to me immediately if anything happens."

"Mhm," Shen Jianan responded, then turned and jogged back upstairs.

The moment Shen Jianan left the private room, Qin Yi calmly and silently reached under the table, taking the Miniature Bionic Tracker out of the System Space. He quickly tapped on his phone a few times; to others, it just looked like he was sending a message, so they didn't disturb him. Then, taking advantage of the moment the private room door opened, the tracker flew out silently, heading straight for the first-floor lobby.

Qin Yi stared intently at the Miniature Bionic Tracking App on his phone screen without blinking. He watched the surveillance footage and quickly set Ye Qingcheng as the tracking target. Afterward, a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

Watching the footage of Shen Jianan, disguised as a waitress, running to Ye Qingcheng's table to whisper, Qin Yi thought to himself: Just as I expected, there's definitely something fishy going on between these two.

However, since he was currently in the private room, it wasn't convenient for him to turn on the speaker or put on headphones to listen to what Shen Jianan and Ye Qingcheng were saying in front of everyone. That would only attract attention. Left with no choice, he had to temporarily suppress his curiosity.

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Just then, Shen Jianan, disguised as a waitress, walked in gracefully behind the line of servers bringing the dishes. A professional smile hung on her face, but her eyes inadvertently swept over the people at the table with a subtle hint of inquiry. Soon, the round table was covered with various exquisitely plated dishes, their aroma filling the air and making everyone's mouth water.

Xing Zhenkun then picked up a bottle of moutai and stood up, a warm smile on his face. He first came to Qin Yi's side, his tone carrying a bit of heartiness. "Young Master Qin, this is our first time drinking together. Tonight, we must drink until we're drunk!" As he spoke, he reached for the wine glass in front of Qin Yi.

Seeing this, Qin Yi quickly stood up with a smile, holding his wine glass with both hands and bowing slightly to show respect. With a gentle smile, he responded, "Haha, Brother Kun is too polite. I can do it myself; I wouldn't dare trouble you."

"Eh, that won't do." Xing Zhenkun waved his hand, insisting on personally pouring the wine for Qin Yi. "I'm the host tonight, and Young Master Qin is the guest. There's no reason to let the guest pour the wine." With that, he took the wine glass from Qin Yi's hand and poured it full for him.

Seeing that he couldn't refuse Xing Zhenkun's hospitality, Qin Yi had to press his palms together in a gesture of thanks, still maintaining a proper smile on his face.

After filling Qin Yi's glass, Xing Zhenkun gently placed it back on the table, then patted Qin Yi's shoulder, signaling him to sit down.

Next, Xing Zhenkun went to Ye Ziming's side. Seeing this, Ye Ziming also hurried to stand up and said politely, "Brother Kun, I'll do it myself. Don't go through the trouble."

"Sit, sit, sit. It's rare for Young Master Ye to come to Shanghai from the Capital; I must certainly fulfill my duties as a host." As Xing Zhenkun spoke, he brooked no argument as he picked up Ye Ziming's glass and filled it with wine.

Afterward, Xing Zhenkun returned to his seat. Si Yao, seeing that Xing Zhenkun had poured wine for both Qin Yi and Ye Ziming but skipped her, curled her lip and said gloomily, "Brother Kun, this is discrimination! What about me? Don't you see me as a buddy?"

Hearing this, Xing Zhenkun suddenly snapped out of it and quickly stood up with a laugh. He picked up the red wine from the other side and walked to Si Yao's side with a sheepish smile, explaining, "Oh, my mistake, my mistake. Mu Yun doesn't really like white liquor, so Yao Yao, you should accompany Mu Yun and have some red wine. This is a fine wine; I specifically brought it over—a 1990 Romanee-Conti." As he spoke, he picked up Si Yao's glass and began to pour.

Si Yao looked at the label on the red wine bottle in Xing Zhenkun's hand and finally nodded with satisfaction, her disappointment vanishing instantly. She replied, "That's more like it. But Brother Kun, when did you hide such a good wine? If it weren't for hosting Young Master Qin today, were you planning to never bring it out?"

"Hahaha, how could that be?" Xing Zhenkun laughed heartily. "Come, come, come, let me pour it for you first. Taste it and see how it is. If you like it, I'll give you another bottle some other day."

Then, Xing Zhenkun poured red wine for Chu Muyun before returning to his own seat.

He cleared his throat, picked up his own glass, and scanned everyone with his gaze, saying loudly, "Tonight can be considered the first official gathering of our Flying Dragon Supercar Club. Our club now has seven official members. Although four of them are currently out of the country, I'll introduce them to everyone one by one when they return. Additionally," he paused and looked at Chu Muyun, "everyone knows Mu Yun now. She will be our club's CEO from now on, managing and operating the club for me. Our club's track will be completed soon, so organizing activities will be much more convenient. Without further ado, let's toast this first glass to the Flying Dragon Supercar Club getting better and better!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the others stood up with smiles and raised their glasses, echoing, "Better and better, better and better!" Then, everyone clinked glasses, took a sip, and sat back down. At this moment, the atmosphere in the private room became lively.

Since the opening toast had been made, everyone began to use their chopsticks and taste the delicacies on the table. Shen Jianan was also busy on the side, occasionally refilling tea and water for everyone. A professional smile remained on her face, but her eyes betrayed a hint of an inexplicable emotion.

After eating a few dishes and having some food to line their stomachs, Ye Ziming suddenly leaned closer to Qin Yi. With curiosity and admiration shining in his eyes, he asked, "Young Master Qin, your martial arts are so good. Could you teach me?"

"What? Young Master Ye wants to learn martial arts?" Qin Yi's eyes held a bit of scrutiny as he watched Ye Ziming, while secretly wondering if Ye Ziming knew his sister was also in this restaurant. Or perhaps Ye Qingcheng had also disguised herself like Shen Jianan? After all, it was his first time seeing Ye Qingcheng, so he really didn't know what she originally looked like.

Ye Ziming laughed sheepishly and scratched his head with some embarrassment, admitting frankly, "To be honest, I'm not actually that interested in martial arts. But for the sake of love, I think I have to give it a try."

Hearing this, Qin Yi's gaze shifted between Xing Zhenkun and Ye Ziming, an interested expression appearing on his face as he asked, "For the sake of love? Does that mean Young Master Ye has found a girlfriend who likes martial arts?"

Xing Zhenkun teased from the side with a smile, "Haha, Young Master Ye is currently in a state of unrequited love. The girl hasn't agreed yet." His tone held a hint of mockery, but also a bit of support for his good buddy.

"Oh?" Qin Yi's curiosity was completely piqued. He leaned forward slightly and asked, "From the sounds of it, Brother Kun, you know that girl too? Who exactly is she? Which family's daughter has such high standards that Young Master Ye needs to go through such lengths to pursue her?"

Xing Zhenkun laughed sheepishly and continued to respond, "Well, this girl... Young Master Qin, you know her too."

"I know her? Then who is it?" Qin Yi's gaze unconsciously drifted toward Si Yao and Chu Muyun.

At that moment, Si Yao was holding Chu Muyun's hand, the two of them whispering with their heads down as if discussing skincare topics. However, Qin Yi keenly noticed that Si Yao's intentions weren't really about the conversation; her hand was constantly stroking Chu Muyun's hand, clearly taking the opportunity to flirt with her.

Seeing Qin Yi's inquiring gaze, Si Yao's brows knitted slightly, and her eyes narrowed as she waved her hand in denial. "Don't look at me; it has nothing to do with me!" After saying that, she turned her head back to continue her quiet conversation with Chu Muyun, having no intention of participating in the topic at all.

Qin Yi sheepishly withdrew his gaze and said with a smile, "Haha, I guess it's not you either. Unless Young Master Ye really doesn't want to live anymore..." His words carried a bit of teasing and playfulness.

Hearing this, Si Yao narrowed her eyes and pretended to be angry, raising her fist in a threatening gesture, before quickly switching back to a smiling face to continue chatting with Chu Muyun.

"Alright, alright, Young Master Qin, stop guessing." Xing Zhenkun interrupted Qin Yi's speculation. "I'll tell you directly; it's Shen Jianan."

"What? Shen Jianan? The Shen Jianan I know?" Qin Yi's eyes widened, confirming in disbelief.

Meanwhile, Shen Jianan, who was pretending to clear the table nearby, felt her heart tighten. Her hand slipped, and with a "bang," a wine glass fell and shattered on the floor.

She hurried to squat down and clean up, her face unable to hide her embarrassment and panic. She stole a glance at Ye Ziming and the others, silently praying they hadn't noticed the commotion.

However, the sound of the glass breaking still drew everyone's attention. Several people turned their gazes toward the source of the sound simultaneously. Shen Jianan hurriedly lowered her head and apologized repeatedly while cleaning: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll clean it up right away."

Watching this scene, Qin Yi found it amusing and immediately decided to tease Shen Jianan further. He feigned curiosity and continued to ask Ye Ziming: "Young Master Ye, you say you like Shen Jianan, but does she know?"

Shen Jianan's movements paused slightly, but she quickly resumed her busywork, seemingly wanting to escape this awkward situation as soon as possible.

Ye Ziming shrugged, showing a hint of an awkward smile, and said helplessly, "Sigh, she doesn't like my type. She says she prefers tough guys with a sense of power, feeling that such men can give her more security."

Hearing this, Shen Jianan's eyes stole a glance at Qin Yi before quickly retracting, seemingly afraid of her little thoughts being discovered.

Qin Yi keenly captured this subtle eye contact from Shen Jianan and nodded with a smile. "Hmm, that standard for a partner fits her personality well. But how does Young Master Ye know? Have you already confessed to Shen Jianan?"

"Not exactly; I haven't had the chance for a formal confession yet." Ye Ziming shook his head helplessly. Then, his gaze became eager as he looked at Qin Yi, clasping his hands in a plea. "Young Master Qin, your kung fu is so good; even the guards around Sister Si Yao are no match for you. Can you teach me?"

Qin Yi smiled and waved his hand. "Young Master Ye, you've got the wrong person. You should go to Si Yao; her strength is far greater than mine."

Si Yao looked at Ye Ziming and refused without hesitation. "Don't look for me. Our Si Family has strict family rules; our Cultivation Technique is not taught to outsiders."

"What era is this? Just teach him a move or two. Who's going to care?" Qin Yi suggested with a smile, completely disregarding Si Yao's excuse.

Si Yao shook her head firmly and explained, "I'm naturally not afraid of the family rules, and no one can control me. But I'm worried about Ye Ziming. If my grandfather finds out about this, he'll likely suffer physically."

"Is Elder Si's temper that explosive?" Qin Yi raised an eyebrow and asked back.

At this time, Ye Ziming continued to plead with Qin Yi unwillingly: "Young Master Qin, just teach me. I don't need to learn much, just enough to be roughly like you." As he spoke, he pointed at the sturdy muscles on Qin Yi's arm, his eyes full of envy.

Qin Yi changed the subject: "Doesn't Young Master Ye have an older sister? I've heard from Brother Kun that Young Master Ye's sister is in the military. Why don't you learn from her? They should practice Military Boxing and Grappling in the army, right?"

"Uh," Ye Ziming's heart skipped a beat, and a flash of panic crossed his face, but he quickly masked it. However, that momentary change in expression was still keenly captured by Qin Yi.

Qin Yi looked at him and understood immediately. It seemed Ye Ziming knew his sister was right here in Zuiyue Tower, so the one downstairs should be Ye Qingcheng's true appearance. Thinking of this, a meaningful smile curled at the corner of Qin Yi's mouth.

Qin Yi calculated silently but remained calm on the surface. Before Ye Ziming could explain, he forestalled him with a follow-up question: "By the way, Young Master Ye, your sister is still in the army, right?"

Hearing this, Ye Ziming's eyes flickered slightly, and he stole a quick glance at Xing Zhenkun, seemingly weighing something. He pursed his lips and cleared his throat to hide his inner unease before explaining: "Well, my sister originally didn't want me to say. But since I want to learn kung fu from Young Master Qin, I naturally can't hide anything from you. Actually, my sister is also in Magic City now, but she instructed me not to reveal this outside. So, I hope Young Master Qin can keep it a secret for me."

Qin Yi's eyes flashed with a sharp light, but he pretended to look at Xing Zhenkun calmly, as if seeking confirmation.

Receiving Qin Yi's look, Xing Zhenkun nodded slightly and replied in a deep voice: "Yes, Young Master Ye is right. Yesterday, the two siblings even went to Uncle Shen's house for dinner."

"Oh? Not bad, Young Master Ye. Meeting the parents so soon?" Qin Yi teased.

At this moment, Shen Jianan was pouring tea for Qin Yi. Hearing his words, her hand shook, and the water from the teapot immediately splashed out, dripping down the tablecloth and soaking Qin Yi's pants squarely.

Today, Qin Yi was wearing a pair of khaki casual pants, and the wet patch looked particularly obvious.

"Oh my, I'm so sorry!" Shen Jianan exclaimed, hurriedly grabbing a few tissues to wipe them for Qin Yi. However, just as her hand was about to touch Qin Yi's pants, he nimbly blocked her.

"Don't, I'll do it myself." Qin Yi smiled awkwardly, took the tissues, and began wiping himself.

Only then did Shen Jianan realize her gaffe. If Qin Yi hadn't reached out to block her, she might have touched a part she shouldn't have. Thinking of this, a flush of crimson immediately appeared on Shen Jianan's face. She lowered her head and apologized in a trembling voice: "I-I'm sorry, I really didn't do it on purpose."

It was the first time Qin Yi had seen Shen Jianan blush like that. He was about to wave it off when he heard Xing Zhenkun's stern urge: "What's wrong with you, waitress? So clumsy! Call your manager over here!"

Seeing this, Qin Yi quickly waved his hand to stop him. "Oh, Brother Kun, forget it. It's just a small matter, no need to involve the manager. It's not easy for a waitress; let's not make things difficult for her."

Xing Zhenkun looked at Qin Yi with a look of concern: "Is it really okay? Young Master Qin, don't spoil them."

"It's really nothing. I'm thick-skinned and sturdy; what could happen?" Qin Yi joked at his own expense.

Xing Zhenkun finally let it go, turned to Shen Jianan, and ordered with a slight frown: "Hurry up and thank Young Master Qin for his generosity."

Shen Jianan gritted her teeth, really wanting to give Xing Zhenkun a slap. However, she still had a mission, so she could only bite the bullet, face flushed, and bow to Qin Yi in thanks: "Thank you, Young Master Qin. I'm truly sorry for causing you trouble."

Qin Yi waved his hand, indicating that Shen Jianan shouldn't worry about it. He changed the subject: "Alright, let's keep chatting. Where were we? Oh right, talking about Young Master Ye meeting his future father-in-law, hahaha. How are the two elders? How was the chat?"

Ye Ziming smiled sheepishly and waved his hand. "I'm not bragging to you guys. Jianan's mother actually likes me quite a bit. As for Uncle Shen, I can't tell if he likes me or not, but he probably doesn't hate me. It's just Jianan's requirements; I can't meet them yet. Young Master Qin, we're all club members and good buddies who'll start businesses together in the future. Now that your brother is in trouble, shouldn't you lend a hand?"

Qin Yi picked up some food and put it in his mouth, chewing slowly. He put down his chopsticks, looked at Xing Zhenkun with a smile, and pointed at Ye Ziming. "Young Master Ye, this feels a bit like moral kidnapping. How can I help you with matters of the heart? Besides, even if I teach you, this Cultivation Technique isn't something that can be mastered overnight."

Hearing this, Ye Ziming became a bit anxious. "Young Master Qin, I know this is a bit difficult for you. But I really can't find anyone else. Brother Kun wants to teach me, but he doesn't know how. Among the people I know, only you can teach me."

"Isn't your sister in Magic City? Find her," Qin Yi continued.

"My sister?" Ye Ziming shook his head and demurred. "Forget it. My sister is mysterious all day, and I don't know what she's busy with. I have to make an appointment in advance just to find her..."

Qin Yi looked at Ye Ziming's eager expression and felt amused. He pondered for a moment, remembering that he still had a task to increase Ye Ziming's favorability.

So, he pretended to be very troubled and nodded in response: "Sigh, fine! Since you think so highly of me, Young Master Ye, I'll do my best. But let me state first: I'm okay at practicing myself, but I have no experience in teaching. If you're willing to follow me and learn, then go ahead. How much you can learn depends on your own ability."

"Really? Young Master Qin!" Ye Ziming was overjoyed and excitedly grabbed Qin Yi's hand. "You've agreed to let me follow you and learn?"

"Yes," Qin Yi nodded. "A gentleman's word is his bond." As he spoke, he raised his wine glass toward Ye Ziming. Ye Ziming also excitedly raised his glass to clink with Qin Yi's.

"Hahaha, great! From now on, I'll follow you." Just as Ye Ziming finished speaking, the System's notification sound suddenly rang in Qin Yi's mind.