Chapter 200: The Tian Group Arrives in Beijing

The members of the Tianzu had arrived in Beijing, and for Xiao Yufan, this was definitely a good thing. If he had his own force by his side, many things would become much easier…

“You take care of settling them in. Also, find two brothers to stay here and ensure the safety of Yi Han and Meng Lu. I don’t want any accidents happening to them!”

Xiao Yufan knew that his appearance must have affected many people’s interests, especially the other branches of the Situ Clan, who had certainly marked him as a thorn in their side. There were some things he simply had to guard against…

“Don’t worry, I’ll handle everything. Your two senior sisters won’t come to any harm. You know I’m the big boss of the entire Tianzu!”

A beautiful curve lifted at the corner of her lips as Tian Xuan smiled. Although she always deliberately subdued her brilliance in front of Xiao Yufan, she still radiated the pride of a true强者.

“That’s right. Our Xuan’er is, after all, the leader of Tianzu. If it weren’t for me bringing her here, who knows how much higher she might be standing now…”

His gaze fixed on her tightly sculpted figure, Xiao Yufan knew this girl had sacrificed a lot for him. At the very least, she had never left Tianzu before, yet she chose to stay by his side.

“To me, nothing is more important than the people I care about, and I’ve never regretted my choice…”

Her radiant face bloomed with a warm smile. Tian Xuan was as beautiful as a snow lotus on a mountain peak—cold and aloof on the outside, yet only revealing her most dazzling side to Xiao Yufan. Even a beauty capable of toppling a kingdom was meant for just one person.

Tian Xuan never complained. Even though many equally exceptional women surrounded her, she never showed any emotion—not because she didn’t care, but because she didn’t want Xiao Yufan to carry more burdens. In her eyes, he was already too tired.

When Xiao Yufan told the three girls about his evening plans, he received only three glances of disdain in return. He could only cough awkwardly and force a smile, secretly cursing himself for speaking too much. Even if Tian Xuan and the others didn’t mind, they certainly wouldn’t want him spending the night with Qing Luan…

Following the arranged location, Xiao Yufan quickly arrived at Boyaxuan, a quiet club by the Jing Lake. While not as extravagant as the “Tian Shang Ren Jian,” it was very serene. Clearly, Qing Luan’s older brother preferred a tranquil setting.

As he was looking around for her delicate figure, Xiao Yufan suddenly felt a pair of soft hands gently cover his eyes. He didn’t even need to guess to know it was that little rascal, Qing Luan…

“These beautiful hands must belong to no one but our beautiful Miss Qing!”

He placed his hand over hers, then turned around to face Qing Luan, who was smiling brightly. Feeling the warmth from her hands, a charming blush rose on her fair face.

“My brother is waiting inside. Let’s go…”

Slipping free from Xiao Yufan’s grasp, Qing Luan murmured softly before turning and walking away. Her shy demeanor was quite different from her usual self. Xiao Yufan simply shook his head and followed.

At that moment, behind a transparent glass panel in Boyaxuan, Qing Yuanfeng silently watched everything unfold. His lips twitched slightly, his expression dark and sinister. The founder of Lingyun Enterprises seemed genuinely furious.

Qing Luan’s presence attracted many glances, but no one dared approach her. After all, she was the sister of Qing Yuanfeng, one of Beijing’s most prominent figures—no one dared harbor any thoughts about her…

Xiao Yufan could sense the atmosphere around him and felt a bit puzzled, but soon he understood. This little girl’s identity must not be simple. The name “Qing family” brought to mind that legendary man.

Before long, the two arrived outside a private room in Boyaxuan. As the gentle melody played, Qing Luan’s face softened into a calmer smile. The strange atmosphere made her feel slightly dizzy. Was this what Xiao Yufan meant when he said her brother would help evaluate this man?

“Tiring to stand outside? If you’re here, then come in!”

A deep voice came from within the room, and the door opened accordingly. A slightly flamboyant profile appeared before Xiao Yufan’s eyes. Out of respect, Xiao Yufan slightly nodded.

“Brother, this is…” Not noticing Qing Yuanfeng’s change in demeanor, Qing Luan looked between the two men and began introducing them.

“The new helmsman of the Huanghai Corporation, the subject of countless discussions in the capital’s elite clubs. A pleasure to finally meet you in person. I’m Qing Luan’s older brother, Qing Yuanfeng.”

Before Qing Luan could finish speaking, Qing Yuanfeng interrupted her, his eyes gleaming with a teasing glint. As his words fell, the atmosphere in the private room shifted abruptly.

Xiao Yufan’s heart skipped a beat. Hearing the name didn’t stir him much—he had more or less anticipated it. He just felt that the world was sometimes too small. Never did he expect that within just a few days, he had met two legendary figures from Beijing one after another…

“In Beijing’s business circles, who doesn’t know the owner of Lingyun Enterprises? The vice president of the Capital Club truly has an extraordinary bearing!”

Remaining completely composed, the two equally outstanding men stood there silently, their invisible auras creating a strange tension in the private room. Qing Luan, caught in the middle, didn’t know how to interject.

“Tonight’s invitation isn’t to talk business. Sit down. What would you like to drink?”

“1992 Romanée-Conti, please. I really enjoy the rich aroma.”

Without hesitation, Xiao Yufan sat near the door, not even glancing at the wine list on the table. He snapped his fingers at the nearby waiter. Since someone else was footing the bill, he naturally wanted to order the most expensive option…

“Bring a bottle of 1992 Romanée-Conti. It’s rare that our tastes align…” Qing Yuanfeng glanced at the hesitant waiter and added.

Nodding numbly, the waiter looked quite surprised. This French Romanee Conti vintage wine, produced in limited quantities, was worth hundreds of thousands on the market—several times more expensive than diamonds. He had seen many wealthy people, but few who were so extravagantly generous. However, recalling Qing Yuanfeng’s identity, he understood. Who in Beijing didn’t know this famous figure?

“If it weren’t for meeting a kindred spirit today, I probably wouldn’t get to taste such expensive wine. The life of nobility is truly beyond our reach. If you, Brother Qing, come here again next time, remember to invite me too!”

His harmless smile appeared somewhat mischievous. Xiao Yufan casually crossed his legs, sitting calmly in front of this legendary man. In all of Beijing, probably very few could remain so composed in his presence…