bookbashuk Chapter 72 Can't Recognize Reality?
Chapter 72 Can't Recognize Reality?
Shen Shihua had already begun to fantasize about what it would be like to become a rising star in Jinling, and as he thought about it, a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.
"Honey, what are you thinking about that makes you so happy?"
Meng Ping was somewhat surprised: "Could it be that Xiao Chuan is here, and that makes you so happy?"
"he?"
Shen Shihua scoffed, "He's not qualified yet. It's just that his business has been going exceptionally well lately, especially with President Sheng, who has been taking special care of me."
Meng Ping didn't say anything more. She basically didn't interfere in the Shen family's business affairs.
Qin Chuan and Su Yingxia walked in at this moment.
"Xiao Chuan, I heard from Wang Shu that you haven't been at school for the past two weeks?" Meng Ping asked, sounding like an elder.
"Aunt Meng, I've been a bit busy lately," Qin Chuan said helplessly.
"The same excuse again?" Meng Ping had no idea. "You said the same thing last time. You're a college student, do you mean to start your own business?"
"No, not at all." Qin Chuan shook his head.
Although he didn't start a business, he was indeed very busy.
When cultivating immortality, even a short period of seclusion, half a month, is considered short.
In the cultivation world, it is common for powerful cultivators to go into seclusion for decades in order to break through their cultivation level.
When it was almost time, Meng Ping went to the kitchen to get busy, while Su Yingxia and Shen Wangshu chose to help, leaving only Qin Chuan and Shen Shihua in the living room.
Shen Shihua put down his newspaper, made tea, and poured a cup for Qin Chuan as well. Although he didn't particularly like Qin Chuan, he was in a good mood lately: "I heard you know Miss Xiao?"
"Yes, I know it." Qin Chuan picked up the teacup and took a sip. This tea might be expensive, but it was still somewhat inferior to the spiritual teas of the cultivation world.
Shen Shihua said, "The Xiao family is a prestigious family in the capital. You are just an ordinary person. It is indeed a good thing to be able to squeeze into that circle, but you also need to assess your own abilities. If you force your way in, it will not do you any good, just like being in the underground boxing ring in Hegu County."
Shen Wangshu had told her family about the underground boxing ring incident, and Shen Shihua and Meng Ping both secretly sighed that Qin Chuan was lucky.
If Ye Nantian hadn't been there, Qin Chuan would probably have been beaten to death.
Shen Shihua's judgment was that Qin Chuan thought he could do whatever he wanted just because he knew the eldest daughter of the Xiao family.
Actually, who couldn't see that Miss Xiao thought he had some use value?
In such families, there are no such things as purely friendly relationships.
Qin Chuan found it amusing, but outwardly remained somewhat modest, saying, "Uncle Shen is right."
Shen Shihua was satisfied with Qin Chuan's attitude, so he didn't say anything more. Qin Chuan was too ordinary and there was nothing to talk about. He wouldn't understand business, and he wasn't interested in talking about other things.
An hour later, six dishes and a soup were served.
At the dinner table, Shen Shihua paid more attention to Su Yingxia.
This is not surprising, because Su Yingxia's aunt is a fourth-level martial artist, which is completely different from before. As long as the Su family members gradually start cultivating, the Su family will become a martial arts family.
Martial arts families are not comparable to ordinary merchant families.
"Qin Chuan, speaking of which, Aunt Yingxia hopes she will learn martial arts." Shen Wangshu deliberately changed the subject, with a simple purpose: to make Qin Chuan sensible and stay away from Su Yingxia.
"Oh?" Qin Chuan then looked at Su Yingxia.
"Qin Chuan, I haven't thought it through yet," Su Yingxia said.
"What's there to think about?" As an elder, Shen Shihua naturally had the right to give advice. "Martial artists and ordinary people are from completely different worlds. You should cherish this opportunity. Once you become a martial artist, your vision and perspective will be completely broadened, and you will be able to enter a higher level."
"Yes, Yingxia, I also want to cultivate, but unfortunately I don't have the opportunity," Shen Wangshu said helplessly.
"Yes, this is indeed an opportunity." Qin Chuan nodded slightly, but in his heart he was thinking about whether he had a suitable cultivation method for Su Yingxia.
But he eventually gave up. His cultivation methods were all methods of cultivating immortality, and cultivating immortality is not an easy thing.
Out of a million people, perhaps only one can cultivate immortality.
The conditions are extremely demanding; mortals must have spiritual roots to cultivate immortality. Unfortunately, Su Yingxia does not have such spiritual roots.
"Qin Chuan, do you also think cultivation is good?" Su Yingxia looked at Qin Chuan, seemingly seeking an answer from him.
"Martial arts may not be very respectable, but it's enough for this Earth," Qin Chuan said truthfully.
But when Shen Shihua and the others heard this, it sounded like he was showing off.
Is martial arts considered beneath us?
Look at this, what kind of outrageous and lewd words are these?
Anyone who didn't know him would think he was some kind of world-class expert.
"Xiao Chuan, you should be more down-to-earth when you talk, instead of being so unrealistic." Meng Ping glared at Qin Chuan, this guy's words were becoming more and more unreliable.
"Qin Chuan, if you think martial arts are beneath you, then tell me what is?"
Shen Wangshu's tone was tinged with sarcasm: "Even if you went to great lengths to curry favor with the Xiao family, they are still just a martial arts family."
Shen Shihua gave a barely audible snort. He had been in a good mood and thought Qin Chuan was a promising young man, but now it seemed that the kid only knew the eldest daughter of the Xiao family and was starting to lose sight of reality.
If this kid becomes a martial artist, he might even be able to fly to the heavens.
Even Su Yingxia didn't know how to speak up for Qin Chuan. During this time, she had also learned about martial arts from her aunt, and it was indeed quite terrifying, completely incomparable to ordinary wealthy people.
Even some billionaires and billionaires are nothing more than ants in the eyes of a grandmaster.
"I'll think things through about cultivation. Anyway, my aunt is right there, so I can just go find her when I need to." Su Yingxia changed the subject.
Seeing their expressions, Qin Chuan knew what they were thinking, but he didn't care. Did a cultivator in the Tribulation Transcending stage need to care about the thoughts of ants?
Just then, his phone rang.
It was Lu Xingguo who called.
"Uncle Lu, what's wrong?" Qin Chuan asked, puzzled. He had handed over the Qin family business entirely to Lu Xingguo.
He trusted Lu Xingguo to a certain extent, though it didn't matter if Lu Xingguo was untrustworthy.
Because in Qin Chuan's eyes, they were nothing more than ants that he could easily swat away.
"Xiao Chuan, do you know about the Song family's Cloud Top Villa?" Lu Xingguo asked.
"Hmm, what's wrong?"
"The Song family has completely declined since Song Yao's accident. So I bought that Cloud Top Villa at a very low price and it's now registered in your name. You can go and take a look when you have time."