Chapter Thirty-One: Chen Ke’er Is in Trouble

At this point, Qing Luan, with grace and propriety, punished herself with a drink and personally apologized to Qin Feng.

"It is of no consequence."

Qin Feng also raised his glass, a smile playing on his lips: "Although there were a few flies about, it was quite a pleasant diversion!"

This scene left everyone petrified. They were stunned on the spot. They had previously noticed that President Qing’s attitude toward Qin Feng was extraordinary—much like that of a subordinate toward their master. Now, it seemed to completely confirm their suspicions.

"What is going on?"
"What exactly is Qin Feng’s background?"
"In all of Yunhai, President Qing doesn't give face to anyone, yet she is so courteous to this kid alone... It’s truly bizarre!"

After finishing her drink, Qing Luan smiled at him: "I have some matters to attend to backstage, please excuse me." She then cast a glance at Song Yuting. "Miss Song, I hope you manage this partnership well; do not disappoint me! Come see me backstage in a moment."

With that, she led her entourage of Wolong Bank executives toward the back. Even her retreating figure exuded the aura of a decisive queen. She remained cold and aloof, as if her previous submissiveness in front of Qin Feng had been nothing more than a momentary illusion.

Song Yuting’s heart was in turmoil. Now that things had reached this point, she knew clearly that it was all thanks to Qin Feng. If not for him, she would never have had the qualifications to partner with such a behemoth. With the investment secured, her task now was to resolve the internal and external woes of the Song Group and prop up this crumbling empire.

Xu Banxia could no longer contain her confusion—or perhaps, it was that the help Qin Feng had provided to Song Yuting stirred an inexplicable jealousy within her. She stepped forward and asked, "What is your relationship with President Qing? Why does she respect you so much?"

Suddenly, all eyes were fixed on Qin Feng, waiting for an explanation. If Qin Feng truly were the mysterious "Sir" who had guided her, as Qing Luan suggested, then he was a man of immense significance—someone whose status in Yunhai might even surpass that of President Qing herself. He would be a figure of god-like proportions, someone they needed to curry favor with immediately!

In response, Qin Feng shrugged and laughed dismissively: "I am no mysterious 'Sir.' I just happened to treat a minor ailment of hers, and she is likely just giving me face by offering a toast. As for the investment in the Song family, I did mention it once, though I have no idea if she took my advice into account."

Inside, Qin Feng felt somewhat speechless. *That girl Qing Luan is really causing me trouble; she gave me face, but she brought me plenty of headaches in return.*

Hearing this explanation, the crowd had an epiphany. *So that was it...*

They had been foolish to think Qin Feng was some sort of deity. It made sense; he was just an intern doctor, and having the chance to treat President Qing was already a stroke of incredible luck.

Xu Banxia’s eyes darted about, as if weighing the truth of his words. Finally, she couldn't think of any other possibility. Qin Feng did have his own "secret recipes" for treating illnesses and knew some martial arts, but beyond that, he likely had no background. It was just that he had cured President Qing, and being a magnanimous person, she had decided to grant him a favor. That was all.

"Hmph!" Han Long sneered, his tone dripping with disdain. "I thought you had some real power, but it turns out you just got lucky and treated President Qing? That’s nothing to boast about!"

Xu Jingnian also sighed, his tone filled with resentment: "Qin Feng, since President Qing owed you a favor, you should have at least directed this investment opportunity toward my Xu family! You... aren't you just letting the fat flow into an outsider's field? That's no way to handle things!" Even if Qin Feng’s influence was minor, he was still annoyed that the boy didn't prioritize his own family.

"Old Xu!" Mother-in-law Lan Fang chimed in, her face cold as she rebuked him: "Qin Feng has talent, and he earned that favor himself; how he uses it is his business! What are you acting sour for? Besides, when have you ever treated Qin Feng like family?"

This rebuke left Xu Jingnian speechless, and he could only glare in silence. Because of his treatment of Qin Feng, his wife had been sleeping in a separate room for a long time, and no matter how angry he was, he dared not retort.

"My apologies, Uncle," Qin Feng said with a grin. "You were always praising Han Long’s capabilities, so I thought he could handle it for you, and there would be no need for me. Perhaps next time."

This remark caused Han Long’s face to flush red.

"Hmph," Xu Jingnian stiffened. "Since the matter is passed, let it be!"

"Exactly," Xu Lianzhi added, clutching Han Long’s arm with a sharp tone. "President Qing was probably just giving you face, so don't get cocky! Once the favor is spent, you’re just an intern doctor again! Learn to see reality!"

Qin Feng simply smiled, offering no explanation. Song Yuting wanted to speak up for him, but he stopped her. It wasn't worth wasting his breath on the likes of Han Long. How could ants comprehend the ambitions of a dragon?

"Fine, let's go!" Xu Jingnian said in frustration, leading Lan Fang and the others away.

Before leaving, Xu Banxia paused and could not help but offer a warning: "Qin Feng, even if President Qing owed you a favor, that favor is used up now, and you have thoroughly offended the Sun family today... You should keep a low profile. Given the nature of that father and son, it is inevitable that they will seek revenge. You must be careful!"

Qin Feng smiled slightly, surprised that this woman still cared for him. "And what if they do? A mere Sun family—others may fear them, but I do not. If they seek revenge, I wouldn't mind letting them disappear from the map of Yunhai."

"You..." Xu Banxia was stunned by his words and left speechless.

"You really are just bragging! I’ve said what I needed to say, whether you listen or not is up to you!" Seeing Qin Feng’s devil-may-care, arrogant attitude, Xu Banxia grew angry. She glared at him and stomped off.

"I never imagined you were Xu Banxia’s fiancé. Why haven't you mentioned it?" Suddenly, Song Yuting appeared before him, her eyes filled with curiosity.

"You never asked," Qin Feng replied, then added with a laugh, "What’s the matter, Miss Song? Are you jealous?"

"Get lost." Song Yuting rolled her eyes. "Whose fiancé you are has nothing to do with me, but..." Her cold face showed a rare trace of apology. "Because of my affairs, it seems your father-in-law and fiancée have taken issue with you..."

Qin Feng was surprised. Song Yuting was famously proud and aloof; for her to speak in such a tone was rare indeed.

"You don't need to worry about that. Just resolve the problems at the Song Group, and my efforts won't have been in vain," Qin Feng said lightly.

"This time... thank you." Song Yuting’s voice was filled with gratitude, her face flushing crimson. Realizing she had lost her composure, she turned away to find Qing Luan, not wanting Qin Feng to see her like this.

Qin Feng stood there, bewildered. *What is this woman up to?*

"Ring-ring." His phone rang. Qin Feng answered, and a sobbing voice came through: "Wuwu... Qin Feng! I’m sorry, I know I shouldn't have called you, but my mother... my mother is dying!"

"Ke'er?!" Recognizing Chen Ke'er’s voice, Qin Feng’s expression shifted. "What happened? Where are you?!"

"I’m at the Qin residence..." Before Chen Ke'er could finish, a man’s curse came through the line: "You brat, even at death's door, you still want to call for backup? Not even the King of Heaven can save you today!"

*Clatter!*

Amidst Chen Ke'er’s screams, the phone fell to the ground. The call was cut off.

Qin Feng realized something terrible had happened to Chen Ke'er. But... she said she was at the Qin residence? The Qin residence was his former home; though it was once a prestigious mansion, it had been burned to the ground. Could it be... she was there?