Survival rules for restaurants: cooking and eating melons at the same time

Chapter 363: The 8 Trigrams are Hereditary

"Jin Xi, go and ask the driver to bring the carriage over first. Jin Bao will stay here with me."

Qi Ning'an's voice was very calm, but for some reason Jin Xi always felt like she was being kidnapped.

Although Mr. Gu did not do anything extraordinary to the young lady, he did extraordinary things to other girls!

Jin Xi nodded in confusion, as if she was afraid that Mr. Gu would hurt her young lady. She walked forward and said, "Jin Bao, stay with the young lady."

Qi Ning'an nodded to Gu Qingpei, then took Jin Bao to the other side of the alley.

She hoped there wouldn’t be any explosive comments in this alley. She was really scared.

Soon, the carriage and the driver appeared at the corner of the street. While no one was paying attention, Gu Qing Pei took the young lady into the carriage.

It took Jin Xi about a quarter of an hour to return to the street corner. Jin Xi was very smart. She didn't want anyone to say that the carriage that Mr. Gu was riding in tonight belonged to their family or their young lady.

It’s better not to get involved in such things.

Fortunately, the carriage that Qi Ningan was riding in tonight did not have any marks, and even the coachman was found a few days ago, and he was not a familiar face.

"Miss, let's go back. It's getting late. The Marquis and the Young Master are probably still waiting for you in the restaurant." Jin Xi quickly regained his composure.

Qi Ning'an watched the carriage go away and shook his head unconsciously. He was afraid that there would be another bloody storm in the Marquis' Mansion tonight.

Jinbao was dazed, as if he hadn't figured out what was going on.

Qi Ningan patted her on the shoulder and said, "Jinbao, come back to your senses. Let's go."

Although this matter was somewhat illogical, and even involving her was somewhat inappropriate, it had already been done and there was no point in thinking about it.

……

The few of them returned to the restaurant, which was still brightly lit and looked a bit crowded.

Qi Ning'an walked through the lobby and went straight back to the backyard, where she saw Qi Ningliang lying on the chair she usually lay on, drinking tea leisurely.

Seeing her come back, he smiled and said, "An An, I was wondering why you always like to lie here on weekdays? Today you didn't lie down, so I lay down for a while, and I instantly understood how you felt. It's so comfortable..."

Qi Ning'an smiled and said, "Brother, if you like me, I can ask someone to do it for you again."

As soon as Qi Ning'an turned her head, she saw the Marquis staring at her, "Dad, it's not that I don't want to do it for you, but you're old, you can't always sit on a recliner like this, it's not good for your health."

As he spoke, Qi Ning'an rolled up his sleeves, sat down next to him, and gulped down a large pot of water.

Even Jinxi and Jinbao stood in the backyard and drank a lot.

"Tonight the thirsty ghost becomes you. Is it fun? Thousand Lantern Festival?" Qi Ningliang was most afraid of going to such festivals on weekdays. Not to mention anything else, since he was 14 years old, he had some aversion to participating in any kind of occasions where all men, women, young ladies and young masters were welcome to attend.

There is no other reason, it's just that his father's achievements when he was young could be piled up into a small mountain, and coupled with his hard work over the years, he can always have a say in the court.

Although they are now semi-retired, there are still many people who like to curry favor with their family.

So from the time he was 14 years old, the matchmaker almost broke down his door.

Qi Ning'an looked around and saw no outsiders, so he lowered his voice and told them what happened tonight.

The reason is simple. It is best to tell your parents about things like this. Just like if you have been bullied at school, if you don’t tell your parents, you may be bullied again.

Now she told her father and brother that if one day the truth was revealed and Marquis Le Yong came looking for her, there would be someone to speak up for her and she would not be confused.

Qi Ning'an had thought about it. If she was scolded, she would just endure it. If she kept it in her heart, she would be so suffocated that she would die.

But he didn't expect that his father and brother were so shocked and looked like they were watching melons.

"Wow, this Gu Qing Pei, he usually looks so serious. In front of the emperor, he is as rigid as an 80-year-old man, but he actually has such a romantic side."

Qi Ningliang was so excited that he almost jumped up, and Qi Ningan couldn't help but suspect that if he had a bucket of popcorn, he would probably have lifted the bucket and put it in his mouth.

However, Marquis An Yong had other ideas. He looked at his son with suspicion, shook his head, and then nodded.

"How old are you? You don't marry, don't go on blind dates, don't make friends with young ladies. You don't have a young lady like this hidden away, do you?"

Qi Ningliang didn't know why his father was so good at shifting the blame to others, and every time he would shift the blame to himself.

"Dad, what does this matter about Gu Qing Pei have to do with me?"

"You are one or two years older than him, and I don't know what you do every day."

Qi Ningliang... No, there's going to be a big show at the Leyong Marquis Mansion tonight, and you still have time to care about me.

An Yonghou looked at his son suspiciously, and suddenly slapped his head, "Wow, Gu Qingpei is so reckless, will something happen tonight?"

Having said that, he stood up and went to the Marquis' Mansion. Qi Ningliang also quickly finished his last cup of tea and ran away after his father.

It’s such a big event, you’d be a shame not to watch it.

Qi Ningan... Well, gossip is indeed hereditary.

……

In the Marquis' Mansion, Gu Qing Pei knelt in the corridor, motionless, looking determined and serious.

The woman named Yan Yu was still crying, but she didn't dare cry too loudly. Yet she seemed unable to control herself and could only let the tears flow down her cheeks.

Marquis Le Yong and the eldest princess sat at the top. Marquis Le Yong never expected that his eldest grandson, who was so serious on weekdays, looked so mature and steady, and worked by the emperor's side every day, would actually cause such a big mess.

The princess was also in a lot of trouble. The child was really quiet, so he must be doing something strange. If the child could have informed her earlier, she might have been able to help him.

What should we do now? We have brought the people back, but the problem is still not solved.

Gu Qing Pei's parents also wanted to kneel down together, no... this, this, this...

So when An Yonghou arrived, he was stunned to see the whole family in silence.

Lying on the roof, he whispered to his son, "What are they doing? Are we going to kneel here all night?"

"I don't know. I don't dare to ask." Qi Ningliang looked at the situation and shook his head vigorously.

. . . . . . .

"Could you two please stop lying on the roof?"

The old marquis seemed to have nothing to say. He could only glance at the roof and speak lightly. He didn't know what to do.

The young lady's father was kneeling in the corridor. He used to be his colleague. What should he do now?