Chapter 6 Unintentionally but Full of Presence Enchantment

As Qin Weizhao left at noon, Jiang Wansheng went to the bakery early the next morning.

Arriving before the bakery opened, Ling Nan came to help her open the door and stayed to assist her, fearing she might be overwhelmed.

Jiang Wansheng was always focused on her work, her clear eyes only on the cookies in her hands, paying no attention to anything else. Ling Nan initially wanted to strike up a conversation with her, but later felt it might disturb her and remained quietly by her side.

Ling Nan had seen Jiang Wansheng before, but she always captivated him.

Today, she wore a white t-shirt tucked into slightly flared jeans, with a fluffy bun on her head, bangs falling softly, giving her a cute and elegant look.

Her features were already exquisite, and now with her slender back and slightly lowered neck, the beautiful curve of her profile was like a classical beauty strolling under an umbrella in the misty rain.

If one looked closely, near her wrist, there was a slightly red mole next to the blue-green veins, adding a subtly enticing touch to her fair skin.

She was patient and quiet, handling everything meticulously and with restraint, shining subtly.

Gradually, more people started arriving at the bakery. Seeing the two of them together, some people teased, causing Jiang Wansheng’s cheeks to blush, making her stand out.

Someone took a few photos of Jiang Wansheng, anonymously posting them on the campus forum.

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#Is this a fairy?#

I witnessed it myself, the real person is a thousand times more beautiful than the photos, looking serious and truly ethereal and beautiful!

Beautiful post!

【Image】【Image】【Image】

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Unaware of this post, it made it to the hot list.

While Qin Weizhao was waiting in the dorm for Jiang Wansheng, she got bored and discovered this popular post on the forum, saving it frantically.

Real name reply: 【Who’s the fairy? Oh, it turns out it’s mine.】

The forum exploded again, Qin Weizhao’s influence was not to be underestimated. As a Qin family heiress in the capital, with exceptional piano talent, setting aside these, her sweet and delicate doll-like face, almond eyes, delicate nose, and slightly pouted lips could conquer the world with just her looks.

This time, another real name reply sparked a dreamy interaction, continuing to sweeten the atmosphere, and the comments below were filled with excitement.

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Jiang Wansheng finally made four flavors of cookies, arranged them in a 4×4 dessert box, but later worried that Qin Mo might not like them too sweet, so she made a low-sugar version as well. In the end, she carried a double-layered 4×4 exquisite gift box back to the dorm.

Qin Weizhao happily carried the box and got into the car sent by her family.

Jiang Wansheng felt relieved to have completed this task and could now focus on studying.

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At night, VIP Room 01 on the third floor of the “Midi” club.

Qin Weizhao wore a sleeveless polo collar top with a contrasting color short skirt, revealing a glimpse of her fair waist.

She wore a beret and Martin boots.

Her black curly hair cascaded down, making her look both sweet and spicy.

Carrying the white double-layered gift box, she walked into the room.

Opening the double golden patterned door, almost everyone in the room had arrived, except for the main guest who was fashionably late.

Walking to the karaoke area, on the leather sofa, a man in a wine-red shirt was casually sitting, occasionally lifting his eyelids lazily in response to the compliments around him.

“Pei Shu.” Qin Weizhao called out.

Pei Que then looked up.

With delicate features, full and captivating eye curves, deep double eyelid folds, and a pair of standard peach blossom eyes. His high nose bridge, thin lips always curved in a subtle smile.

His skin was as pale as Qin Weizhao’s, and the wine-red shirt couldn’t hide his charm. He exuded a wild and rogue aura, like a fox ready to enchant in the jungle. His eyes were alluring, and when they fell on someone, they were far from innocent, entwined with unrestrained desire.

“Little Weizhao is here.” His voice was as enchanting as ever, lazy and pleasant.

He waved his hand, and the people around tactfully moved aside to make way for Qin Weizhao.

As part of the top-tier Pei family in the capital, Pei Que, as the head, was naturally both feared and sought after.

Qin Weizhao placed the box on the table in front of her and sat on the single sofa nearby.

The people around gathered, and Li Chengyan from the Li family smiled as he reached the armrest of Qin Weizhao’s sofa, “Little princess is getting more beautiful.”

“Yes, why haven’t we seen you out recently?”

“What are you talking about? The little princess is out competing, a piano genius.”

Everyone chimed in, and Qin Weizhao, without any pretense, raised a glass and clinked with them.

After a few laughs, she dismissed the people and then turned to Pei Que.

“Uncle Pei, aren’t you abroad?”

Pei Que took a sip of his drink and chuckled, “Why, missing Uncle Pei?”

The tone was as usual, not serious, “I wonder, what gift will Uncle Pei bring me from abroad.”

Pei Que chuckled softly, his tone lazy and carefree, “Little Weizhao, you really have no conscience.”

“What are you holding? Don’t you know that your uncle doesn’t allow gifts for his birthday?” Pei Que raised his chin, asking her.

Hearing Pei Que’s words, others around also noticed and began to inquire.

Qin Weizhao sounded a bit proud, “This is not an ordinary good thing, it’s something I’m giving to my uncle, not a birthday gift, I should say… a token of gratitude.”

Pei Que raised an eyebrow, showing some interest.

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Qin Weizhao waited for half an hour before a waiter came over and said that Qin Mo had arrived.

Except for Pei Que and Qin Weizhao, the others were all somewhat breathless with anticipation.

Qin Mo’s reputation preceded him. If it weren’t for his birthday, those who were close to Pei Que wouldn’t have come to socialize.

The double doors were opened from both sides, and a tall figure stepped into view.

A man in a black suit enveloped his lean and tall figure, walking confidently with an imposing air of authority.

The room’s light fell on the man, passing over his brow, sharp nose bridge, thin lips, and his sharp and cold facial features. His dark eyes were calm and still, indicating that the occasion was not formal. The man exuded a relaxed and lazy demeanor.

Approaching Pei Que’s side, the man unbuttoned his suit, revealing a white shirt underneath. He didn’t wear a tie, and had unbuttoned two buttons, exposing his delicate and pale collarbones. Seated on the sofa, he exuded a casual and seductive aura.

Pei Que was openly seductive, while Qin Mo was unintentionally but full of presence enchantment.

Someone handed him a glass of wine, and his right-hand tail ring touched the glass, emitting a slight crisp sound.

The red snake eye on his slender fingers was enchanting.

He looked at Pei Que, furrowing his brows, “Why are there so many people?”

Pei Que smiled at him, “Cen Yu is out of town, so the three of us and Little Weizhao are bored. Isn’t it more lively with more people?”

Before Qin Mo could speak, Qin Weizhao interjected, “Uncle Cen isn’t coming?”

Both of them turned their gaze towards the source of the voice, one with scrutiny, the other with amusement.

Finally, Qin Mo spoke, “Things aren’t finished, so he couldn’t make it.”

Qin Weizhao lowered her head, muttering, “Uncle Pei can come from abroad, but he can’t.”

Forget it, she’ll contact him separately.

She didn’t believe he could keep avoiding her.

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With the main guest present, everyone started to have fun.

The private room had a mahjong machine, a pool table, a karaoke area, and a small bar counter, with many people and a lively atmosphere.

Pei Que was texting with his head down, a smile playing on his lips.

“Pei Que, you’re smiling… so charming, are you flirting again?” Qin Weizhao teased.

The young master of the Pei family was known for being flirtatious and carefree, with many female companions and a carefree lifestyle.

Pei Que raised his eyes, not directly responding, “Little Weizhao cares about me when you have time. Why not care about your uncle? I heard from Lin Tang that he hasn’t eaten anything tonight.”

Lin Tang was Qin Mo’s special assistant.

Qin Weizhao’s attention was indeed diverted, “Uncle, you haven’t eaten? You couldn’t have missed dinner because of this gathering, could you?”

She was the first not to believe it; her uncle wouldn’t compromise himself for others.

Sure enough, Qin Mo just glanced at her and didn’t say a word.

Well, she knew.

He was probably being picky as usual, not finding the food to his liking, so he simply didn’t eat anything.

She sheepishly withdrew her gaze, scanning the table, and suddenly remembered the cookies on the table.