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Chapter 73 - Chapter 73: Afternoon Tea with Seven Digits

Si Yechen wasn't surprised by his appearance. "Did Grandfather send you?" he asked.

"Yes... Grandfather specially invited a top pastry chef from France to make afternoon tea for Madam," the housekeeper replied. He quickly took the things off the car and apologetically said, "But... there's nothing for you."

"It's alright."

Si Yechen glanced towards the direction of his company. As long as Yan Yan enjoyed her tea, he would be happy.

"Young Master, are you here to deliver afternoon tea to Madam as well?"

"Yes."

"So, I arrived late?"

The housekeeper felt a bit regretful. He knew that this afternoon tea was personally made by the pastry chef, using the best ingredients, as a gesture of goodwill from Grandfather.

If Madam had the tea delivered by Young Master and got full, losing her appetite for Grandfather's portion...

Grandfather would be saddened.

At that moment, the housekeeper suddenly saw a familiar figure walking out of the company. He immediately went forward and respectfully handed over the items. "Madam, these were sent to you by Grandfather."

Qingyan reached out and accepted them, lifting a polite smile. "Please thank Grandfather for me."

"Grandfather told me to remind you to visit him more when you have time, not to overwork yourself in your usual work, and to take more rest."

"Alright."

"Grandfather also said that the college entrance exam results will be out in a few days. If you have any preferred schools, whether in China or abroad, don't hesitate to speak up."

"Okay."

"Furthermore, if you encounter any troubles at work, you can seek Grandfather's help. If there's anything unsatisfactory in your daily life, you can also talk to him."

Si Yechen at the side curled his lips.

He had been managing the group for three years and had never received an afternoon tea from Grandfather, let alone a caring word. When he was still in school, his scores were his scores. Did he expect Grandfather to arrange a school for him? No way.

But now, he treated his daughter-in-law generously.

"Please convey my thanks to Grandfather."

Qingyan stood straight, her cold and obedient aura interwoven together, inexplicably pleasing to the eye.

"The servant will deliver the message. I won't disturb Madam's work any longer," the housekeeper said. He glanced at Si Yechen beside him and respectfully added, "Young Master, I'll take my leave."

"Alright." Si Yechen knew that the housekeeper's departure was intentionally giving them some alone time.

Quite considerate.

"Why are you still here?" Qingyan's gaze fell on Si Yechen, seeming somewhat surprised.

Si Yechen reached out and touched her face, a doting smile on his lips. "This is fate. The heavens have allowed us to meet again."

"..."

"I'll have my afternoon tea first, as for grandpa's portion, no need to force it."

"..."

"Go ahead."

"Mm."

After Qingyan left, Si Yechen reluctantly stood for a while before finally leaving.

Liyusha in the car couldn't believe that Grandpa Si would have the housekeeper send afternoon tea to Qingyan!

She was furious, almost consumed by jealousy!

That logo on the meal box represented the exclusive signature of Auguste, the top French pastry chef!

Only pastries made by his own hands were qualified to be placed in such a box.

Although the quantity was small, with his reputation, it would cost at least seven figures.

Grandpa Si actually went to the trouble of having Auguste make afternoon tea for an uncultivated wild girl?!

He must think highly of her, right?

The butler, seeing Liyusha's contorted face from anger, couldn't help but say, "Miss Yusha, don't mind. All relationships start like this. Over time, the fondness will gradually decrease, and friction will arise between the two sides..."

Liyusha clenched her fists. No, she couldn't just wait and do nothing. Archen was not interested in her now, and Grandpa Si was keeping his distance from her...

Qingyan returned to her office and looked at the dozen or so bags of afternoon tea on the coffee table, feeling a bit overwhelmed.

Even if she ate these for dinner, she couldn't finish them all.

When Hening entered the room to report on work, he saw the food and almost salivated...

"President Qing, aren't you being too extravagant? Ordering so much for an afternoon tea... Can you finish it all?"

"You can have some if you want." Qingyan wasn't accustomed to eating afternoon tea, so rather than letting it go to waste, she preferred to share it.

"President Qing, are you serious? Afternoon tea made by Auguste and Benson... and you're letting me have some?" Hening was on the verge of dropping his jaw.

Qingyan raised an eyebrow, as if asking, "Who is Auguste? Who is Benson?"

"President Qing, don't tell me you don't even know who they are?" Hening widened his eyes and swallowed. "Auguste is a top French pastry chef, and Benson is a big shot in the pastry world in England."

"..." Qingyan hadn't even heard of them before. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Are they expensive?"

"President Qing, did you not order this afternoon tea? That can only mean that the person who ordered this for you values and likes you very much..."

"Oh?"

,"August has retired, and asking him to personally make an afternoon tea is no longer just about money."

"..."

"And Benson, last time an international superstar wanted to taste his afternoon tea. It took him a whole three months and who knows how many connections he used before Benson agreed to make it for her."

"..."

"All these afternoon teas of yours, together they must cost at least seven figures."

Qingyan: ??? Seven figures??? Robbery???

"Qing, don't underestimate them. Their fame alone is worth that price."

Looking at the quantity, there seems to be quite a lot, and the craftsmanship is exquisite.

"You can choose." Qingyan lazily leaned back on the sofa, her tone indifferent as if the afternoon tea in front of her was just an ordinary one, making no difference to her.

"Well, then I won't be polite." Although Hening selected a few items, they were all relatively common or repetitive pastries. He didn't dare touch any of the precious ones.

After a while, Yanpanpan came to inquire about the draft, and Qingyan let her pick some to take away.

As for the leftovers, she took a bite and heard Hening's voice from outside.

"President Hu, you really can't go in..." "Let me consult with President Qing first. It's useless for you to get angry with me..." "Even if you break in, you'll still have to come out and knock on the door in the end... Why bother?" "Let him in." Qingyan lazily said.

Hulinquan pushed the door open and saw Qingyan sitting on the sofa, enjoying her afternoon tea leisurely. He smiled and said, "President Qing, there seems to be a misunderstanding between us. I don't know if you have time now. Can we talk?"

"Sorry." Qingyan casually took a bite of her dessert. "I'm busy."

"If you have any grievances against me, please let me know, and I will definitely make changes," Hulinquan smiled. "How about we just put the incident with my relative behind us?"

Qingyan paused her eating, raised her eyebrows, and said, "He fed his employees with all those miscellaneous additives for a whole year... If it ended up in your stomach, would you easily let him off?"