Monopolize My Mysterious Wife-Chapter 1155 - 1134, Extra Story Seventeen (16)

Xi An’an looked at him in surprise as Quan Tianqi raised his eyebrows nonchalantly, "You don’t need to look at me with such a touched expression. This favor must be repaid." 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

A bucket of cold water seemed to be poured over her as the corner of Xi An’an’s mouth twitched.

"Don’t worry, I wouldn’t dare default on a debt to you."

Quan Tianqi chuckled lightly, drinking his coffee contentedly.

After eating half a bowl of porridge, Xi An’an stopped.

"Why aren’t you eating any more?" His coffee finished and newspaper read, Quan Tianqi folded the paper and asked, "Doesn’t it suit your taste?"

Xi An’an shook her head, "I’m full."

"You’ve eaten so little?" Quan Tianqi glanced at the bowl, which still contained more than half of the porridge, and frowned slightly, "Don’t feel like attending old Master Xi’s funeral?"

At his words, Xi An’an abruptly looked up.

"Eat some more; once you’re done, I’ll take you there," Quan Tianqi said.

"Really?" Xi An’an’s eyes lit up.

Quan Tianqi raised an eyebrow, "Have I ever lied to you?"

Xi An’an gave a sheepish smile and lowered her head to continue eating.

On the way to the Xi Family home, a light rain began to fall.

The soft rain tapped against the car window as Xi An’an blankly stared at the scenery outside, a tinge of sadness overflowing in her eyes.

"We’ve arrived."

After some time, the man’s deep voice pulled her back from her distant thoughts.

Xi An’an uttered an "Oh," opened the door, and got out of the car.

The rain had stopped, leaving the air filled with the fresh scent of green grass.

The entrance to the Xi Family home, along with the courtyard, was filled with luxury cars, and everyone moving around was dressed in black, the men in suits and the women in dresses.

An oppressive atmosphere permeated throughout the Xi Family residence.

With Quan Tianqi accompanying her, Xi An’an entered the Xi Family home smoothly.

Xi Yuan was greeting guests in the main hall with other members of the Xi Family, and although the swelling on Xi Yu’s face from a slap had gone down some, the faint outline of a handprint was still visible.

Today was old Master Xi’s funeral, and it was impossible for Xi Yu not to attend. With the slap mark on her face, it was hard not to draw attention.

As soon as Xi An’an entered the main hall, everyone’s gaze fell on her, their examining looks tinged with peculiar curiosity.

The next second, the figure that walked in behind her drew everyone’s attention.

His face was sharply defined, his expression carried a cold aloofness, and each step he took seemed to tread on their hearts with his cold and noble aura.

Even the elders present felt a peculiar trepidation at the sight of Quan Tianqi.

"An’an, go offer incense to your great-grandfather," Xi Yuan said, adept at seizing the wind’s direction, a skill he had honed to perfection.

Now that Xi An’an had Quan Tianqi as a backer, he couldn’t afford to offend her and even needed to ingratiate himself with her. With the old master gone, establishing a connection with the Quan Family would only benefit the Xi Family.

Xi Yu followed and, upon seeing Xi An’an, a malicious gleam flickered in her eyes.

"I’ll be waiting here for you," Quan Tianqi said in an unusually gentle tone, touching the top of her head in front of everyone.

The onlookers were dumbstruck; were they seeing things?

Was that gentle tone really coming from the Quan Tianqi they knew?

The servant lit the incense and handed it to Xi An’an before stepping aside.

Xi An’an looked at the black and white photo. The old man’s face, imposing even without anger, always appeared stern, but in her memory, he always smiled kindly in her presence.

Feeling a sourness in her nose, she blinked away the tears that almost spilled from her eyes.

Quan Tianqi stood silently nearby, his imposing presence deterring anyone from approaching.

"Mr. Quan, perhaps you’d like some tea?" Xi Yu brought over a cup of tea, her eyes shyly looking at him, but the slap mark on her cheek added an uncomfortable comical effect.

Quan Tianqi’s gaze remained fixed on the delicate figure, his voice cold as he said, "Stay away from me."

His indifferent manner was like a slap to her face. With several onlookers present, the humiliation Xi Yu felt was extreme, her cheeks flushing a mixture of purple and green.

"Xi Yu, join your mother," Xi Yuan commanded.

Xi Yu glanced at Quan Tianqi and saw he was still watching Xi An’an. Biting her lip resentfully, she handed the tea cup to a servant and then turned to leave.

After completing the rites, Xi An’an walked back.

"Are you done?" Quan Tianqi asked.

She hummed an affirmation.

"Then let’s go," he said.

Xi An’an nodded. Seeing the two about to leave, Xi Yuan quickly said, "An’an, you rarely come back; why don’t you stay for dinner tonight?"

Xi An’an glanced at him, a cold laugh in her heart, "No need."

Xi Yuan frowned slightly, his look towards her carrying a hint of displeasure.

Due to Quan Tianqi’s presence, he dared not force them to stay.