Chapter Eighty-One: Trouble Arises from Within the Family Walls

  Not far away, Miao Zihuan was sitting at a table with two others, completely unaware that she had already been noticed. As someone who had just graduated from the University of Oxford in England and had just received her master's degree in business administration, she was only twenty-four years old and had already achieved such success, so she was naturally very happy.

  The only regret is that as the sole heir of the Miao family, she has too much pressure. It's also unknown why her mother couldn't give birth again after having her, and her father extremely loves her mother, despite her inability to bear another child, the two are inseparable. This had infuriated her grandfather back then, in that era, not having a male heir was very shameful, it meant there was no one to carry on the family lineage.

  Miao Zihuan felt wronged for her parents in front of her grandfather, she supported her father's decision from the bottom of her heart. To prove that her parents were not wrong, she worked hard since childhood and aspired to be a stronger woman than men. She wanted to take on the heavy responsibility of the Miao family's future, so she studied very hard. With her innate intelligence and continuous effort, she went to study in the UK at a young age. After more than a decade of hard work, she finally got a reward and became a master's student in business administration. With this achievement, she could finally return home. She wanted to use what she had learned to create her own world and prove to her grandfather that women are not inferior to men.

  Miao Zihuan had just returned from the UK at the end of last year, and after coming back, she stayed at home all the time because she couldn't adapt to Kyoto's climate until today. Her childhood classmate Xu Na and her father came to her home to pay New Year's greetings to her grandfather and father. Under the indication of her grandfather and parents, and with Xu Na's strong pull, she finally left her home and came to this Western restaurant under the newly opened Chang'an Club.

  Miao Zihuan's current mood is not very good, because she found that although this is also a Western restaurant, the beef served here is not very authentic and does not suit her taste. However, she couldn't help but sit down with her friend Xu Na chattering non-stop beside her, every sentence trying to please her. She had no choice but to reluctantly sit down, waiting for Xu Na to finish eating so she could leave quickly. But who would have thought that it was in this setting that she was discovered by Feng Sicheng, and even more surprisingly, Feng Sicheng is one of the few people who knows her identity. What's more, Miao Zihuan didn't realize that at this moment, because of her overly beautiful appearance, she had already been targeted by someone with ill intentions.

  In the second floor of a Western restaurant under the name of Chang'an Club, in a private room, three men were staring at the people sitting on the first floor with uncertain expressions, while Miao Zihuan was sipping his coffee and analyzing the situation.

  "I say, Sword, this girl's temperament is truly unmatched, she can be considered a rare beauty. How about it, have you had any thoughts? If you don't have any ideas, I'll take action!" A young man with a short stature and round face was staring at the floor below while drooling somewhat shamelessly.

  "Yes, this girl is really good-looking, heh heh, I like her too." The thin guy next to him was also smiling lecherously, his expression was as sleazy as it could get.

  "Go, go, this is Young Master's dish, and it has nothing to do with you. If there must be something, then Young Master will play enough and reward you, and you'll have a chance. Do you understand?" The person known as Sword Young Master finally couldn't sit still anymore, seeing that the two people who had always looked up to him were also moved. He couldn't help but stand up to protect his own interests, giving people the feeling that Miao Zihuan was already his woman.

  Needless to say, the man known as Jian Shao was the behind-the-scenes shareholder of the Chang'an Club mentioned by Feng Sicheng and Duan Yunpeng earlier. The two people beside him were called Song Yiming and Yu Qiang, who also had some background, but in front of Wen Ruxian, they could only play a supporting role.

  The round-faced one is called He Songyiming, the son of Song Shan, deputy director of the Kyoto Municipal Bureau of Commerce. The thin one is called Yu Qiang, his father has some background, he is the Minister of Propaganda Department of Zhongzhou Provincial Committee, and holds a deputy ministerial position.

  The family backgrounds of these two people are strictly speaking branches of liberal arts, under such innate conditions, plus a few people with the same smell, unknowingly walked together and became followers of Wen Ruxian, or to put it nicely, called fox friends.

  Just now, these three people were also in the Chang'an Club for a massage and were a bit hungry, so they came over to try some Western food. As one of the shareholders of the club, Wen Rujian naturally had his own way of entering the private room on the second floor from the side. After ordering food, he habitually looked down at the first-floor hall to see if there were any beautiful women. It was fine not to look, but after taking a glance, their eyes widened in unison. Miao Zihuan's unique and elegant beauty had deeply captivated them, and the three young men, who had never seen such a unique temperament before, couldn't help but fix their gaze on her.

  "Who's the girl sitting with that woman? Does anyone know her?" Wen Rujian asked, noticing that Miao Zihuan wasn't alone and had a companion by her side.

  For those in the capital, it's also extremely particular about understanding the other party's background before taking action. The capital is indeed big enough, and there are naturally many people with connections and backgrounds. Don't accidentally bump into someone with a good background, or you'll end up getting into trouble without gaining any benefits.

  The text translates to: "Wen Ru Jian was asking with a cautious attitude, looking at the back of the girl sitting next to Miao Zi Huan, because he was certain that Miao Zi Huan must be appearing here for the first time. Otherwise, with her appearance, she would have attracted attention long ago. Even if it's her first time here, trying to figure out someone's background in a short amount of time requires some effort. It's better to take a look at who is sitting next to her. If the person next to her is also extremely ordinary, then this girl can be set as a target."

  "Hmm, let me see." Upon hearing Wen Ruxian's question, Song Yiming immediately opened his eyes wide to look at the person beside Miao Zihuan. After taking a few glances, he chuckled and said, "I know her, she is Xu Na, her father is a deputy director of the Kyoto Municipal Committee's Personnel Bureau with no real power."

  To Xunah, Song Yiming is not a stranger. They are both young people living in Kyoto, and there aren't many places to hang out or spend money in Kyoto. Although they don't know each other well, as descendants of the system, they will eventually find out what the other person does even if they don't have any connections. Fortunately, Song Yiming knows Xunah and is aware of her background.

  Wen Ruxian's eyes lit up, and it turned out that she was the daughter of a deputy director who was not very high-ranking. It didn't matter, after all, she was just a department-level cadre with no real power. Her friends around her probably wouldn't be too noble either. With renewed confidence, Wen Ruxian sat back down on the sofa in the private room and said, "Alright, since everything is clear now, there's no need to beat around the bush anymore. Let's just get straight to the point."

  As soon as the words left his mouth, Song Yiming and Yu Qiang exchanged a glance and understood what he meant. "Don't worry, Sword Young Master, we'll take care of this small matter." With that said, the two men walked out of the private room, one in front of the other, heading straight for the first floor hall. After all, being a follower requires having the awareness of a follower. The woman whom Sword Young Master had taken a liking to was already fortunate enough as it is. It's only natural that they would take care of such trivial matters, how could they possibly let Sword Young Master, a person of his stature, come down personally to invite her?

  Miao Zihuan still didn't know anything and was even more unclear that her beautiful appearance had already brought her trouble.