Neck KissCh12 - Fate

Two days later, at the main hall of the Qingyan Gang.

The main hall of the Qingyan Gang is situated in a private ancient mansion in the old city area of ​​A City. This five-courtyard compound with front and back gardens was once the residence of the powerful and wealthy in ancient times. It remains a luxury only accessible to those with power, influence, and wealth. The former gang leader, Bai Qingwu, obtained this ancient mansion due to some fortuitous circumstances and it has since served as the headquarters of the Qingyan Gang. FAD 0T

Yang Huaijin stood in the courtyard of the main hall dressed in traditional Chinese attire, waiting for others. In his spare time, he idly played with the precious flowers and plants. He wore a light-colored mandarin-collared shirt with a comfortable jacket over it, paired with dark trousers and soft shoes. A jade pendant hung from his waist, swaying gently. With his scholarly demeanor, he perfectly complemented the ancient and elegant surroundings of the main hall.

The collaborator he was waiting for was ushered in, and the first sight was such a picturesque scene—a handsome man dressed in traditional Chinese attire, standing in the ancient and elegant courtyard, tending to flowers and plants. It was as if, in that moment, he had pulled people back from the bustling modern city into the beauty and mystery of classical China.

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He stood in place, watching as the Eastern man released the delicate branches of the flowers in his hands, and smiled from afar. Then, he slowly approached.

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“I’m also delighted to meet again,” Anelli said, shaking the well-shaped hand. Then, he spoke clear Chinese, “My dear Noah.”

He extended his arms towards the surprised Yang Huaijin, smiling, “No hug?”

Yang Huaijin looked at the towering Western man in front of him. Before he could react, he was enveloped in a warm embrace. Shoulders briefly touched, and cheeks lightly brushed against each other. Then, the other party stepped back, proper and courteous, with a gentle smile in his icy blue eyes. This brief moment of closeness, typical of Ryan’s usual style—liking control but never crossing boundaries.

Ryan Anelli, the ‘royalty’ of Italy who controlled vast wealth—the Anelli family, the new generation in power. Yang Huaijin felt foolishly slow, with so much going on these days and not having carefully studied the information about the cooperating party. It was also absurd that he had only realized who he was two days after meeting him.

Yang Huaijin smiled and said, “Ryan, I never expected to meet again so soon.”

“Chinese people have a term I really like—’fate.’ Noah, I feel like we have a strong fate.” qfye4T

“…” Yang Huaijin paused for a moment, then discreetly took a step back, saying, “We Chinese say, ‘Everything in the world is fate.'” Implicitly: You are just one of them, no need to read too much into it. However, it seemed that this high-nosed Italian man couldn’t understand, or perhaps deliberately chose not to.

“I’ve prepared some good tea and a gift for our meeting, Mr. Anelli, please follow me.”

“Noah, actually, I prefer you to call me Ryan,” Ryan whispered to Yang Huaijin.

 
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