Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife – o

22: Chapter 22: Meeting Duan Tang (1) 22: Chapter 22: Meeting Duan Tang (1) After Duan Tang left, Ruan Xue and Gu Tingting inevitably made quite a fuss.

Ruan Xue in particular, she repeatedly “patted” An Yiqing with the Nine Yin White Bone Claw to express her excitement.

“Qingqing, the person you saved yesterday was actually Old Master Duan!

Tsk tsk, you’re going to strike it rich!

Let’s go!

You’re treating us to dinner!” Ruan Xue grandly waved her hand and slung an arm over An Yiqing’s shoulder.

An Yiqing felt a surge of exasperation at these words, thinking to herself how she seemed to owe them several meals lately?…

**
Inside the car
“Ah Tang, what do you think?” Duan Yuntian was the first to speak.

He was first and foremost a leader among his peers, and only secondarily an ordinary old man.

While grateful for An Yiqing’s lifesaving help, having the intention to make connections and to properly reciprocate were two different matters.

“Grandfather, just with her miraculous Medical Arts alone, An Yiqing is indeed worthy of forging an alliance with Muyun Sect,” Duan Tang said without hesitation, his thoughts unbidden to the smiling face of An Yiqing which caused him to pause for a moment.

Then he smiled warmly, finding the situation quite interesting.

Duan Yuntian had always trusted his grandson’s judgment and means, so he didn’t say more upon hearing this.

However, he was somewhat moved, as the girl did indeed have the makings of a great talent, evident from her extraordinary bearing alone.

He truly felt old now; the world belonged to the younger generation.

**
Wednesday came in the blink of an eye.

In the past few days, Gu Yelin had been calling An Yiqing every morning and evening under the pretext of “passing a message to Gu Tingting,” even Ruan Xue noticed something was amiss.

Gu Tingting had secretly told her about what happened, and Ruan Xue got excited in an instant, eager to play matchmaker!

At four-thirty in the afternoon, Duan Tang called to inform An Yiqing that Ruan Hao would arrive at Xuan University in half an hour and asked her to get ready earlier.

Having his number one general Ruan Hao personally pick someone up sufficiently demonstrated Duan Tang’s regard for An Yiqing.

The precision in Ruan Hao’s timing was as meticulous as his personality.

Half an hour later, a majestic and mysterious Bentley sedan appeared promptly across the road from the main gate of Xuan University.

An Yiqing had specifically asked Ruan Hao to stop there, as recently there had been too many luxury cars coming into the university to look for her, and the topics surrounding her were increasing.

After getting into the car, An Yiqing quietly sat in the back, lost in her thoughts.

Ruan Hao occasionally glanced at An Yiqing through the rearview mirror.

What exactly was it about this girl that warranted such high regard from the Family Head?

Penglai Residence, An Yiqing had been here once three days ago and hadn’t expected to come again so soon.

Ruan Hao, as Duan Tang’s foremost general, was well-known in Xuandu City.

The manager, upon seeing Ruan Hao, hurriedly greeted him but was surprised to see the girl who had come with Third Young Master Gu a few days ago.

Who exactly was this girl?

The people she dined with were always the top figures in Xuandu City!

An Yiqing, of course, was unaware of the manager’s surprise.

Ruan Hao took her to the private room where Duan Tang was, politely knocking on the door.

“The Family Head, Miss An has arrived,” Ruan Hao pushed open the door and nodded respectfully to Duan Tang.

The man in the room was still dressed in a white Tang suit with a red plum blossom embroidered on the chest, which added a touch of enchantment to his ethereal elegance.

Duan Tang got up and nodded politely when An Yiqing entered.

“Welcome, please take a seat.”
An Yiqing occupied the seat to the right of Duan Tang, and when the dishes were served, Ruan Hao excused himself and stood guard outside the door.

“I wasn’t sure what you liked, so I ordered some signature dishes.

Please enjoy them at your leisure,” Duan Tang’s tone was warm and didn’t seem distant, almost like a casual chat between old friends.

“Thank you for your hospitality, Head Duan,” An Yiqing replied politely and appropriately.

There was a moment of silence in the room, filled only with the clink of tableware.

An Yiqing neither inquired about Old Master Duan’s health nor made any requests.