Chapter 432: 169 Can’t she turn the world upside down in the Jiangjing circle? Guessing Ranking_3
 

Hearing the sound from the room dwindling, he finally relaxed. Clenching the cigarette between his teeth, he pulled out his phone to return the call, “What is it?”

His voice was heavy.

On the other end of the phone, his confidant, sensing his bad mood, simply said, “How should this year’s share be divided? Quite a few people in China have found Lucian and his men.”

“We’ll talk when I get back,” Wang Youfeng recently had no mood to deal with these matters, the scar on his brow imbued with a fierce aura, “Tell them to tighten up.”

“Yes, boss,” his confidant replied.

Wang Youfeng hung up the call, irritated.

After waiting a while longer, Ning Xiao emerged from the room. His hair at the front was a bit long, shadowing the gloom in his eyes, “Uncle Wang.”

His tone was indifferent.

“Godmother stopped taking her medicine?” Wang Youfeng sought countless doctors for Grandma Wang in the past, but she had long been plagued by illness. Being over ninety and still alive was already not easy.

Ning Xiao went to sweep the trash in the courtyard, responding coldly with a “Hmm.”

Wang Youfeng was not surprised by his cheap nephew’s attitude. Watching Ning Xiao’s retreating figure, he reached out to light his cigarette, “Your technique is good; it reduced godmother’s pain considerably. Which doctor did you learn from?”

Wang Youfeng could naturally tell Ning Xiao’s proficiency.

“Classmate,” Ning Xiao replied sparingly.

Classmate? Wang Youfeng watched Ning Xiao’s back, slightly surprised. He knew Ning Xiao well; because of his early life experiences, he was usually distant and they rarely spoke.

It was only in the last two years, as Grandma Wang’s health failed, that they communicated more.

“Hmm,” Wang Youfeng glanced at Ning Xiao, took a slow drag from his cigarette, and spoke softly, “In a couple of days, I’ll find a chance to invite your classmate for a meal. You let them know.”

Ning Xiao remained silent.

“Don’t let godmother worry with her in this condition,” Wang Youfeng exhaled smoke, “They teach you because they consider you a friend. After finally making a friend, do you want me to tell godmother?”

“I got it,” Ning Xiao finally spoke.

“Your classmate, a boy or a girl?” Wang Youfeng pried further.

Ning Xiao looked at him coldly.

Wang Youfeng removed the cigarette, “Alright, alright, I won’t ask… You stinker.”

**

Jiangjing, Xu Family.

Mid-month, the Xu family gathered for a meal at the old master’s place. The Xu family lineage had substantially more people than the Jiang Family, and with ambitious younger generations, strife within big families was inevitable.

Gao Yan sat next to Xu Jueling, below the old master.

Across them, Xu Jueming glanced at Xu Jueling, “I heard big brother secured a position for a clerk?”

With her makeup impeccably done, Gao Yan elegantly sipped her tea without a word upon hearing this.

Xu Jueling answered with minimal effort and a slight smile, “Second brother is well-informed.”

“Of course, big brother has a fine son. Everyone in the clan respects big brother,” Xu Jueming lifted his head with a smirk, “I’ve heard Nanjing has been up to something big recently. Let me congratulate big brother in advance.”

“Big move?” The old master indeed looked up, directing his gaze at Xu Jueling with a smile, “I was wondering why I haven’t seen Nanjing lately. Where did he go?”

Among the younger generation of the Xu family, many were outstanding, but in Jiangjing, Xu Nanjing and Xu Jin were particularly well-known, particularly Xu Nanjing, who had the backing of the Jiang Family and who had always outshone Xu Jin.

Giving Xu Jueming a brief glance, Xu Jueling reported to the old master, “Dad, don’t mind the nonsense from my second brother. Nanjing has been off riding motorbikes in some secluded place recently.”

Less than ten people knew that Xu Nanjing went to Xiangcheng to draw blood from Jiang Fulai.

“You’re being modest,” Xu Jueming turned to the old master, “Nanjing wants to give you a surprise.”

Xu Jueling frowned slightly.

**

After the meal.

On his way back to his own yard, Xu Jueling finally spoke to Gao Yan, “Who did you want that position for?”

He asked casually, knowing his wife was a person of discretion, which is why he hadn’t refused when she brought it up.

“For our future daughter,” Gao Yan, wrapped in a thick military coat over her cheongsam in the Jiangjing cold, paused as she recalled Xu Nanjing’s response, “Xue Ding’e’s daughter.”

She answered.

Xu Jueling was used to Gao Yan’s odd descriptions, “Daughter? Xu Jinyi?”

Xu Jinyi, Xu Jueming’s daughter, was currently the highest-status socialite in Jiangjing’s circles.

Old master Xu greatly doted on her, and Xu Jinyi was also very promising. Unlike her father, Gao Yan had a good impression of her.

After all, with the family’s prominence in the Xu family, the only ones who could outshine Xu Jinyi were members of the Jiang Family. But in this generation of the Jiang Family, there was no other young lady but Jiang Fulai.