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nThe trio’s faces revealed little emotion.

nHe Huai quirked his mouth, “No wonder your dad dared to bring her home, and your mom even agreed.”

nIn reality, it was probably like keeping a pet.

nA girl couldn’t compete for inheritance, so naturally, she posed no threat.

n“Ah Qian, how’s your new sister?”

n“What do you mean?”

n“Is she good-looking? Does she have a great figure?”

nOnly He Huai would ask such a boring question.

nShen Qian’s movements paused, his card hung mid-air before landing on the table a couple of seconds later. Without lifting his eyelids, he replied, “Tall, slim.”

nHe Huai’s interest sparked, and he probed, “How tall? How slim?”

n“Above 1.7 meters, around 40 to 45 kilograms.”

nQin Zeyan arched an eyebrow, “Isn’t that like a bamboo pole?”

nA rare smile curled at the corner of Shen Qian’s mouth as the image of a slender and graceful girl flickered through his mind. Indeed, she resembled a bamboo pole. 𝘪𝑎.𝘤𝑜𝑚

nSong Lin witnessed this, a fleeting trace of surprise crossing his expression before vanishing.

nHe Huai’s eyes gleamed with excitement. He didn’t fancy voluptuous women; instead, he had a preference for the slender type. If only she had a pure and innocent face…

nJust the thought of it made his breath hitch, his body heating up.

n“Um… What does your sister look like?”

nShen Qian frowned, whether he was dissatisfied with the girl’s appearance or with He Huai’s question, he uttered a single word —

n“Ugly.”

nHe Huai’s smile immediately faded, his enthusiasm dashed.

nAfter finishing the round, Song Lin collected the cards. “It’s getting late.”

nQin Zeyan suggested, “Should we continue the night at a bar?”

n“Not for me.” Shen Qian picked up his coat. “I have a meeting tomorrow.”

n“Alright, then let’s disperse.”

nLeaving the private room and passing through the corridor, they coincidentally saw the club manager nodding and bowing as he exited another room, comically wiping his sweat with his sleeve. When he spotted the four young masters, his drooping smile immediately lifted, and he hastened forward —

n“Mr. Shen, Mr. He, Mr. Qin, Mr. Song, did you have a good time?”

n“Manager Xiao, look at you all sweaty like that. Is there a ferocious beast in there?” He Huai playfully taunted.

nUnexpectedly, his attempt at humor didn’t land well; instead, it seemed to have frightened the manager.

n“Mr. He, my dear little ancestor! Could you lower your voice a bit…”

nHe Huai furrowed his brow, “Is there really a ferocious beast in there?”

nThe manager was afraid he might say something that the person inside would hear, so he directly revealed the identity, “It’s Sixth Lord!”

nHe Huai fell silent instantly.

nEven Shen Qian, Song Lin, and Qin Zeyan all retracted their jesting attitudes, replacing them with a respectful demeanor.

nIn Ning City, the only one who was truly powerful enough to be referred to as the “Sixth Lord” was none other than the one they were thinking of.

nNo wonder the manager was so cautious.

n“Um…” He Huai cleared his throat, “So it’s my sixth uncle in there.”

nHe Huai’s father, He Hongye, shared a close friendship with Sixth Lord Quan and was the fourth son in their family. This was why He Huai’s use of “uncle” was accurate.

nManager Xiao clearly understood this relationship as well. His eyes flickered, and he suggested, “How about you go in and say hello?”

nShen Qian’s brows and eyes twitched slightly.

nSong Lin suddenly felt the urge to smoke.

nQin Zeyan, on the other hand, had no extra reaction.

nAs for He Huai, the mere thought of his formidable uncle sent a chill down his spine, causing his upper and lower teeth to collide, nearly nipping his lip.

nMerely contemplating it was already so daunting. How much more overwhelming would it be to actually meet him face to face?

n“No, no, no…” He Huai’s hands waved frantically. “If my sixth uncle is here, it must be for something crucial. It wouldn’t be right to interrupt him.”

nManager Xiao nodded. “Alright then.” He wanted to show some respect to Young Master He. Since he declined, it wouldn’t be right to insist.

nShen Qian’s gaze grew darker.

nSong Lin had no desire for a smoke.

nRight as the group was getting ready to depart, the firmly shut door of the private room unexpectedly slid open from within…

n𝑖.𝘤ℴ𝘮

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