Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack

Chapter 1409: Chapter 1389: One Daughter, A Hundred Suitors

Early in the morning, Luo Qianqian leisurely went to find Deng Ming.

”Yo, Xiao Qianqian, what brings you to see your uncle today? Finished all your important tasks?” Deng Ming had received a message from Luo Qianqian and rushed to the post to rescue her, greeting her with a smile as he ushered her into the villa: ”My old man has been mentioning you lately, saying you don’t know better and haven’t gone to visit him.”

”What a thing to say, when have I ever been sensible?” Luo Qianqian said with mock seriousness, shaking the bag in her hand: ”Look, aside from the gift for the Commander, I also brought something for you, Uncle! You can pass it on to Grandpa Deng later.”

”No way, what you give to me is mine. If you want to give it to the old man, do it yourself. I don’t want to get scolded.” Deng Ming shook his head repeatedly, but his eyes burned with eagerness as he looked at the bag in Luo Qianqian’s hand, almost grabbing it right away.

”Is the Commander busy lately?” Luo Qianqian asked, a bit guilty as she scratched her nose since she had just caused trouble for Commander Sun’s family.

”Yeah, waiting for you to come and apologize.” Deng Ming, seeing Luo Qianqian’s guilty look, couldn’t help but laugh: ”Didn’t expect you to have moments of fear too?”

”Wow, what do you know! I’m not some unruly brat! Can’t I be scared once in a while?” Luo Qianqian puffed out her chest: ”So I’m off to bravely face judgment!”

”Aren’t you afraid the Commander will get angry and shoot you?” Deng Ming chuckled helplessly, wondering if it was fitting for a grown adult to compare herself to a brat.

Luo Qianqian stuck out her tongue, nonchalantly following Deng Ming into the office.

Old Master Fang was at the desk, engrossed in whatever he was doing and didn’t even lift his head as they approached, clearly putting on a show for Luo Qianqian.

”Grandpa Fang, I specifically brought some gourmet pastries today. If you don’t want them, I’ll have Uncle Deng take them back to Grandpa Deng.” Gourmet... indeed, the taste cultivated in the Cultivation World was much superior, and grinding it into flour for pastries made it especially rich and fragrant.

Luo Qianqian had hurried over, so the pastries hadn’t cooled down completely yet.

”Cough cough...” Old Master Fang looked up perplexed – was she treating him like a child? Pastries? As if he lacked...

As Luo Qianqian opened the cake box, a rich aroma drifted into their nostrils, silencing Old Master Fang.

Suddenly, he felt like he did lack something.

”Come, come, Uncle Deng, I haven’t had breakfast either, just brought this one along. First come, first served, let’s share it...” No sooner had she spoken than Old Master Fang rose from behind the desk to join her side.

His eyes fixated on the steaming cake: ”If it’s not good, you’ll be in trouble.”

Luo Qianqian pouted: ”If you say it’s not good, who would dare say otherwise?” She said this as she sliced the cake, handing a piece to Old Master Fang and another to Deng Ming, then leisurely ate a slice herself: ”Besides, I like it.”

This was a cheesecake, a new recipe recently developed by Yue Tingyu and Ye Qianying, with an especially rich taste.

The only downside was its very short shelf life.

After the three had divided the cake, the conversation turned light and cheerful, and Luo Qianqian couldn’t help but commend her own cleverness.

”How can you laugh? Don’t you know someone has already accused you of corruption?” Old Master Fang looked exasperated.

Luo Qianqian shrugged calmly: ”I am quite corrupt, aren’t I? Look, I control the Nine Heavens Pavilion, and the legendary Spirit of Jade is under my control, monopolized; even Black Stone doesn’t have it. I am rich indeed.”

”And I also own real estate, which is no small amount of wealth.”

”No matter how you look at it, someone as wealthy as me wouldn’t be interested in such a male chauvinistic, skyrocketing family, right?”

”Cough cough...” Deng Ming was suddenly taken aback, thinking isn’t male chauvinism normal? And this ’skyrocketing family’ seems like a bit... er, too harsh?

Old Master Fang chuckled: ”You’ve got the nerve to say that, but it’s indeed true, sometimes you don’t see things clearly. If you were interested, it’d be one thing, but you’re not, are you...”

”Are you lamenting, Grandpa? If you find me an eyesore, I promise not to show up in front of you again.” Luo Qianqian looked earnestly at Old Master Fang, sniffing: ”I was going to tell you something good, but now I don’t feel like it.”

”Is it about your brother’s teacher and that team?” Fang Enze grinned: ”Did you think in this country, any major event, especially one involving someone as important as you, could be hidden from me?”

”We didn’t plan to hide it, but if we really decided to, you might not find out.” Luo Qianqian confidently gazed at Fang Enze, raising an eyebrow: ”But seeing as you know, it seems there’s no need for me to say anything, huh? Who’s the aloof look for?”

”You wouldn’t understand?” Deng Ming suddenly laughed: ”If you hadn’t come, the Commander wouldn’t care about this, letting things unfold as they will.”

”Cough cough...” Fang Enze lightly coughed.

Deng Ming immediately straightened up, appearing serious: ”The Commander said, only those with discernment can advance.”

Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes: ”Alright, I’ll get a pair of glasses and see clearly!”

”Hurry and take out your juice.” Fang Enze couldn’t maintain a serious face around Luo Qianqian, shaking his head helplessly and finally breaking into a smile: ”I hear there are quite a few people lately researching potential matches for you?”

”Who? Who? Even my family isn’t in a rush. Isn’t this a classic case of the Emperor not feeling the urgency while the eunuchs panic?” Luo Qianqian pouted, her large eyes sparkling with curiosity.

What kind of people would push marriage on someone who’s just eighteen?

”Not in a hurry? Didn’t your grandfather arrange an engagement for you before?” Old Master Fang looked at Luo Qianqian, full of disbelief: ”Wasn’t your ex-fiancé from the Jimo Family?”

”... Can’t you not bring up other people’s sad affairs?” Luo Qianqian pouted, having just recovered from Grandpa Jimo Xiao’s passing, mentioning this brought all the memories flooding back.

Fang Youyuan held a stack of documents: ”You’re quite popular now, aren’t you? A lady courted by many.”

”Please don’t tease me. I’m still young, still free to wander.” Luo Qianqian made a rolling wave gesture with her arm, setting the juice on the table: ”Besides, I have high standards, not interested in reformed playboys, or those with flags flying everywhere.”

Deng Ming and Fang Enze exchanged glances, shaking their heads helplessly. While this attitude was within their expectations, it really posed no problems.

After all, those around Luo Qianqian were remarkable, each one worthy of admiration.