Chapter 1270: Chapter 1267: Unexpected Confession
Looking at Bi Xia’s appearance, Qu Zi’an and Liu Keqing exchanged a glance. Qu Zi’an asked, "Are you planning to..."
Bi Xia smirked, raised her hand to take out her phone, and dialed Wen Yi’an. As soon as the call connected, she heard Wen Yi’an’s playful voice, "Yo, I thought our Little Jiu sister was so caught up in her romance that she forgot about Brother Yi’an you left in Beijing."
Bi Xia chuckled lightly, "How dare I? Even if I forget Brother Yi’an to the ends of the earth, isn’t Brother Zi’an here reminding me every day? He’s worried I’d just leave you in Beijing."
Wen Yi’an clicked his tongue, "So what? If you leave me in Beijing, I’ll just bring him over. Let’s see if you can separate us."
Glancing at Qu Zi’an’s slightly turned profile, Bi Xia’s starry eyes half-narrowed. Tsk, it seems Wen Yi’an unknowingly offended Qu Zi’an about something quite significant, "That depends on whether Brother Zi’an is willing to go."
"Hey," Wen Yi’an shook his head helplessly, guessing that Qu Zi’an was by Bi Xia’s side and didn’t say much more, "So, are you calling me about the Xu Family issue?"
"Brother Yi’an, you’re so smart," Bi Xia laughed, "How about a year’s tour of Beijing as a reward?"
"Please don’t joke," Wen Yi’an chuckled bitterly while looking at the computer in front of him, "Go ahead, tell me what to do. I’m just waiting for your command."
Her starry eyes narrowed down, "It’s simple. If An Yi and the others are going to attack the Xu Family, we will help them."
"Together?"
"Brother Yi’an, it’s time for you to show off your skills as a manipulator. Help them drive Xu Family’s stocks down, and then X Group can invest in the Xu Family during that time. Also, check who else is attacking the Xu Family."
Hearing the word "manipulator," Wen Yi’an’s hands began to itch. He smiled slyly at the stock market on his computer, "I think I get what you mean. Don’t worry, I’ll execute it flawlessly. Plus, X Group can ride their wicked momentum into Beijing."
"Exactly," Bi Xia nodded, "You’ll need to find a way to inform Little Fei over there and have him get ready. By the way, if you need help, I can find you someone. Although he’s a student, his hacking skills are pretty impressive."
"A hacker?" Wen Yi’an raised an eyebrow, "Is he trained?"
"Probably not, but he’s top-notch on the hacker rankings, named Si Mulin."
"Si Mulin?" Wen Yi’an stroked his chin, "I know about him. His hacking techniques are wild. I guessed he might be self-taught rather than formally trained, very clever... Haha, didn’t expect him to be your classmate. Sure, let me see what this Si Mulin is like in person."
"Alright, I’ll have him contact you later, and then it’s all in your hands."
"Mm," Wen Yi’an took a sip of water, "When are you coming? Bring our Brother Zi’an when you do."
"Yo," Bi Xia’s voice took a playful tone, glancing at Qu Zi’an as she deliberately teased, "How did our Brother Zi’an become yours? Did Brother Zi’an agree?"
"Shoo shoo, kids shouldn’t interfere in adults’ affairs," Wen Yi’an blushed, "I’m telling you, don’t mess around with Zi’an! I made him angry before, and he still hasn’t forgiven me."
"Tch," Bi Xia rolled her eyes, "That must be your fault. You were hitting on girls again, weren’t you?!"
"God knows!" Wen Yi’an slammed his cup on the table, "My feelings towards Qu Zi’an are..."
Wen Yi’an paused, "Alright, alright, it’s good for us to calm down. Don’t worry about it. If you really care about your brother, comfort him for me... I’ve been an idiot, only realizing my feelings after all these years. It’s all my fault anyway. My heart fell for him, and this lifetime, I’ll only recognize Qu Zi’an."
He laughed self-deprecatingly, "He used to indulge my tantrums, now it’s my turn. From now on, I’ll spoil him no matter how he acts..."
"Ha," Bi Xia suddenly laughed out loud, teasing, "Brother Yi’an, this was supposed to be serious work arrangement, how did it turn into a session of emotional confession?"
"Huh?" Wen Yi’an was taken aback, wasn’t this supposed to be a siblings’ private chat?
"Brother Yi’an, I’m really sorry. I found holding the phone too tiring, so I turned on speaker. Feel free to talk, don’t mind us."
"..."
Wen Yi’an was on the verge of tears. You silly girl, don’t you know your Brother Zi’an is shy! Great, now he’ll ignore me for days again...