"There, that's a good boy." Qin Yu grinned and casually made his way toward the restaurant's entrance.
It wasn't until Qin Yu walked out through the dining hall's entrance that the group snapped out of their trance.
Qu Qicong's minor displeasure with Qin Yu vanished. A man who declines to let women worry on his behalf is a man of responsibility. How could such a man be frivolous?
"Liu Tian, you know Qin Yu the best. Can he really check all those one hundred thousand stones in half an hour?" Yu QinZhi looked puzzled.
"I'm not sure, but we'll find out if we go look," Liu Tian replied, visibly confused, feeling once again that he might not know Qin Yu as well as he thought.
"Right! Let's go have a look!" The five reached a consensus and headed together toward the restaurant's entrance.
...
Feng Yuqiong had an office in the raw stone trading hall, which welcomed its owner only once a month, yet it was spotless, a clear sign that Feng Guanghui arranged for it to be cleaned daily.
