Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy novel Chapter 38

Chapter 38: Chapter 38: A Chinese Ghost Story

Qin Yuhan drove out with Wu Tian in the car.

"You should learn how to drive," she said during the ride.

"I already know how," he replied indifferently.

"You have a driver’s license? How come my background check on you didn’t show one?" Qin Yuhan asked curiously. She had thoroughly investigated Wu Tian and knew everything about him, aside from a four-year blank period in his records. She was certain he had never taken a driving test.

"No, I don’t have a license," Wu Tian said, shaking his head.

"Then why did you say you can drive?"

"I’ve seen it on TV," Wu Tian said after a moment’s thought. "My skills are probably on par with Schumacher’s. After all, I’ve seen videos of him racing."

Qin Yuhan was at a loss for words. Does he really think he can learn Schumacher’s skills just by watching him? Is he some kind of racing god? In his dreams!

After driving for quite some time, Wu Tian grew bored and asked casually, "Where exactly are you taking me?"

"Miss Xia, from the multinational corporation, has returned to the country to expand her business and has opened a branch office here. I have to meet her for a project," Qin Yuhan explained. "If it’s successful, it will take the Qin Corporation to new heights and truly connect us to the international market. Remember, this meeting is very important. You are not to speak—just watch quietly from the side and learn."

Hearing this, Wu Tian gave her a deep, thoughtful look. This meeting is that important, yet she brought me along just so I could learn something? My wife... she’s cold on the outside but warm on the inside!

He chuckled and said, "Are you sure you don’t need my help? Who knows, maybe I could be useful."

"And how could you possibly help?" Qin Yuhan asked, puzzled.

"I can help in many ways. For instance," Wu Tian began with a confident look, "I’m handsome, physically fit, and highly skilled. I could go and..."

Before he could finish, Qin Yuhan shot a fiery glare in his direction. Seeing this, Wu Tian just smiled. This is fun. My wife looks so amusing when she’s angry.

Finally, the car pulled up in front of a high-end coffee shop: Jing Ke Coffee House. The place had an austere architectural style, imparting a solemn atmosphere reminiscent of the famous line, "The wind soughs, the Yi River is cold," making anyone who entered feel an inherent sense of calm. There were few people inside; generally, far fewer people went out for coffee than for drinks.

As soon as Qin Yuhan and Wu Tian entered, a waitress approached them. "Sir, Miss, how may I help you?"

"My surname is Qin. I have an appointment. Please show me to private room number 8," Qin Yuhan said.

"Certainly. Please, follow me." The waitress nodded and led them to private room number 8.

The moment they stepped inside, Wu Tian saw Nangong Yi, whose gentlemanly smile for Qin Yuhan nearly collapsed upon seeing him.

"President, what is he doing here?" Though Nangong Yi was still smiling, his tone was clearly unhappy.

"I brought him here to learn," Qin Yuhan stated indifferently. She felt a pang of displeasure. Only I’m allowed to be harsh with Wu Tian. It bothers me when anyone else treats him poorly.

Nangong Yi fell silent. What could Wu Tian possibly learn? In my opinion, the only thing he’s good for is fighting. He must be completely incompetent in every other area.

Wu Tian furrowed his brow slightly. Do I know this woman? No. Definitely not.

This man... what kind of charm does he possess to make my grandfather act like that?

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