20demayo Chapter 120
Chapter 120
Late at night.
At the intersection of Liangxi Town and Gusu, in a hidden teahouse.
The lighting is neither too dim nor too bright, casting a comfortable warm hue. On the solid wooden tea table, a tea tray is set, accompanied by a lit incense stick. The sandalwood incense burns, its thin smoke curling upward, floating gently with the motions of a pair of hands washing and pouring tea—a serene moment frozen in time.
Zuo Zhiyu sits respectfully at the tea table, his posture stiff and uneasy.
Across from him sits the man pouring the tea.
The man appears to be in his forties, well-maintained, dressed in a white traditional Tang suit made of high-quality silk. The fabric is subtly embroidered with silver patterns, invisible at first glance but revealed when the light hits or when he moves. The patterns depict dragons.
His attire is luxurious, his demeanor impeccable, exuding an air of effortless nobility.
In stark contrast, Zuo Zhiyu sits awkwardly, unsure of how to position himself.
This man is Yan Guanghua, the eldest son of Yan Ajiu and the current head of the Yan Family.
As the aroma of tea fills the air, Yan Guanghua hands a cup of tea to Zuo Zhiyu.
Zuo Zhiyu quickly stands up, accepting it with both hands.
He dares not initiate conversation or bring up any topics, so he simply sips the tea in silence.
Yan Guanghua watches him and smiles. "This is pre-Qingming Longjing tea. Drink it slowly. Savor it."
Zuo Zhiyu immediately slows down, imitating the mannerisms of the aristocracy—sniffing the tea, taking small sips, and showering it with exaggerated praise.
Yan Guanghua chuckles. "It’s not that exceptional. It’s last year’s tea, after all."
Zuo Zhiyu: "..."
He awkwardly sets the teacup down, his hands fidgeting nervously, clearly embarrassed.
At this moment, Yan Guanghua pulls out two photo frames from a drawer. The frames are of the same size, each holding a photograph.
One is a picture of Quan Feng from twenty years ago, and the other is a recent photo of Quan Zhisui, who had recently made headlines in the news.
Seeing these photos, Zuo Zhiyu lowers his head, remaining silent, his expression uneasy.
Yan Guanghua first caresses the photo of Quan Feng, wiping it gently with a tissue before placing it back in the drawer.
Then, he picks up the photo of Quan Zhisui, studying it carefully.
"This is your daughter. Quite impressive," he remarks.
Yan Guanghua looks out the window with a hint of disdain.
Across the river lies Liangxi Town.
His fingers tap rhythmically on the table, and with each tap, a glint of ambition lights up his eyes.
Liangxi Town, huh?
That place has so many enemies...
Twenty years ago.
Back then, Yan Guanghua was young, the eldest son of Yan Ajiu and the heir to the Yan Family.
The Yan Family’s rival had always been the Wei Corporation.
Yan Guanghua had thought the same, but who could have predicted the sudden rise of a woman named Quan Feng in Liangxi Town?
This woman was remarkable. Starting from scratch, she amassed capital and quickly entered the world of venture capital.
Venture capital seemed tailor-made for her. Whatever she invested in turned to gold, her vision sharp and her decisions decisive!
She also knew how to mislead, playing games with people time and again.
Once, she led the people of Liangxi Town and Gusu on a wild chase, leaving countless people bewildered and causing Yan Guanghua to lose a fortune. He even nearly lost his position as the Yan Family heir!
Meanwhile, she walked away with a massive profit.
Even now, years later, Yan Guanghua finds it both laughable and infuriating.
He had been outsmarted by a self-made woman!
By the time Yan Guanghua patched up the financial hole and regained his position as heir at great cost, he turned his attention to seeking revenge against Quan Feng.
But she was already dead.
Yan Guanghua’s gaze falls once more on the photo of Quan Zhisui.
He smiles, picking up the photo to examine it closely. "Little girl, you’ve got some of your mother’s flair."
But alas, you’re too young, with no capital and no experience.
You’re no match for this dragon watching from across the river!
Zuo Zhiyu may not be your opponent, but I’ll sit back and watch as the power players of Liangxi Town tear each other apart.
A daughter pays for her mother’s debts.