Master Head of the Dragon Soul

Chapter 271

After the meeting, Muqing ran up to Chu Feng and caught hold of his arm in excitement and delight.

"Chu Feng, I never imagined that one day I would be in such a high position. It’s just like a dream."

Chu Feng chuckled softly. "There's still a long road ahead of you. Your future isn't solely tied up with just the Yun Group alone, you know.

"Jiangling, Jiangbei, and even the whole of Donghua will be at your feet. All you'll need to do is just survey them from your queenly throne."

Muqing abruptly pursed her lips and giggled. "Who do you think I am, the princess of some kingdom or its queen? Alright, stop pipe-dreaming; let’s hurry back home. Since Muyu has been looking after Duo Duo for the last few days, goodness knows how my darling daughter has been spending her time."

Chu Feng merely smiled faintly, his eyes warm and full of confidence. As he gazed upon Muqing’s exquisite face, in his heart, he murmured, Let me lift your hand, and you’ll be the queen of the entire world.

Both of them walked off together, side by side. This attracted the attention of everyone in the company and stirred up a storm of discussion.

"Wow, who’s that man? Our Director’s boyfriend?"

"He’s so handsome! They’re truly a perfectly matched pair."

"Sigh. Goodness knows how many of our young male colleagues have had their hopes dashed now."

Muqing’s face turned redder by the minute; she hurriedly quickened her pace so she could escape this hotbed of gossip.

First, she stopped by her parents’ house, however.

Once word had gotten out that Muqing’s promotion to Director was confirmed, and her future was looking exceedingly bright, more than a dozen fawning aunts and other brown-nosing

relatives had come to visit. Muqing’s mother, Fenglan, was her usual snobbish self, mingling around with the visitors and thoroughly basking in all the ego-boosting flattery.

Muqing had long since seen through the façade of these backstabbing, opportunistic relatives.

She did not bother entertaining their lavish flattery and coldly sent them on their way.

"Wait, wait, don’t leave yet! Really, Muqing, these are our relatives. How can you be so unreasonable?" Fenglan was extremely aggrieved. It had been far too long since she had such

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Muqing remained poker-faced as she retorted with irritation, "Mom, why are you so quick to forget what kind of people these relatives are? Can’t you see that already?

"Have you forgotten what happened the day before, when they found out I hadn’t been promoted to Director and you fainted? Not a single one of them bothered about you. Now that they know I’ve gotten a promotion, they’re all visiting to fawn over you. How on earth can you still mix around with people like that?"

Fenglan avoided her daughter’s gaze but still insisted stubbornly, "That… well, that was only a handful of them. Most of them are still good at heart, and kind. Muqing, you can’t always think the worst of people.

"Look at this jewelry here. Your second uncle bought it for me; do you think it looks nice? And this skirt as well; it’s a limited edition that one of your aunts bought when she went abroad. As for this…"

Fenglan displayed all the gifts she had received, smiling from ear to ear.

Ever since her husband Jiaming had to undergo amputation after his car accident, their family had been the butt of everyone’s mockery and disdain. This was a hard-won moment of glory,

where their relatives could flock to them like ants around a honey pot, lavish with flattery and praise.

How could someone as vain as Fenglan let such an opportunity pass by?

Muqing was rendered utterly speechless. In a huff, she tugged at her mother’s hand. "Mom, don’t forget, both my promotion and Uncle Jianye’s apology are both thanks to Chu Feng!

"Previously you said that you really needed to serve him some tea and apologize, but up until now, you haven't even said a single word of thanks to him. Surely you can't let that pass."

Chu Feng just shook his head. He was very much aware that Fenglan had merely uttered those words carelessly in the past and certainly did not expect someone like her to apologize or even attempt to be humble.

Fenglan could no longer keep up her pretense of civility. She swept a critical gaze over Chu Feng and scoffed, "Thanks to him? My dear, stop trying to make him seem better than he is.

"The way I heard it, the only reason your Uncle Jianye was able to be persuaded was because of Mr. Chu, the one who’s backing Ma Sanyuan. It's that same Mr. Chu who wanted to sign an agreement with you; it has nothing to do with this man here.

"Just because they both have Chu as a surname doesn’t mean this Chu Feng fellow is involved. There are plenty of people with the same surname.

"In fact, is he even worthy of me serving him tea and apologizing to him?"

Fenglan could find something to be hypercritical of, no matter what. As far as she was concerned, Chu Feng had been discharged from the military and was unemployed. He was a

poor wretch with no money, no status, and no work, which was a far cry from the other almighty Mr. Chu with such amazing abilities. They could not possibly be the same person at all.

Abruptly, Fenglan smote her thigh in excitement and exclaimed, "Could it be possible that the other Mr. Chu has set his sights on you? My goodness, this is a heaven-sent opportunity. You absolutely can’t let that slip through your fingers!"