After the True Heiress Travels Back
Chapter 812: Master Quan, Nice to Meet You

Chapter 812: Chapter 812: Master Quan, Nice to Meet You

"I know who sent this note."

Quan Jinbei’s tone was calm and devoid of any ripples.

Chen Shu was surprised for a moment upon hearing this.

"Did I miss something?"

Quan Jinbei shook his head, "No."

He didn’t bother to explain to Chen Shu in detail, but it was already obvious that this matter was linked to Song Jinghuan.

"Song Jinghuan?"

Chen Shu was shocked upon hearing this name, "That perfect plastic surgeon, Dr. Song? No way!"

Seeing his disbelief, Ye Nuannuan asked, "Why couldn’t it be him?"

"Isn’t he just an ordinary plastic surgeon? The only difference is... he’s ruthless."

After saying this, Chen Shu understood.

"I got it!"

He said, clapping his hands forcefully, "That guy Song Jinghuan is ruthless! If he can mutilate himself, he’ll be even more ruthless to others!"

The earlier actions against the Quan Family were enough to prove this point.

Song Jinghuan held grudges against Quan Jinbei.

Moreover, according to his speculation, Song Jinghuan was jealous of Quan Jinbei’s looks.

Although this possibility was minimal, the enmity between Song Jinghuan and Quan Jinbei was real.

Earlier when the robot exploded, with so many people surrounding the Quan Family’s vicinity, there was a chance Song Jinghuan was among the crowd.

There was even a more frightening possibility.

The robot’s explosion was directly controlled by Song Jinghuan on the spot.

Because he calculated that there were Shi Yaoguang’s fans at the scene, he intentionally stirred up their protective instincts, causing them to inadvertently hinder.

When that happens, Shi Yaoguang getting hurt would be inevitable.

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but curse under his breath, "Crafty!"

"How could there be such a person? What kind of hatred or grudge do you and Song Jinghuan have, Jinbei?"

Getting involved with such a sinister character was truly a curse spanning several lifetimes.

Quan Jinbei naturally didn’t know what grudge he and Song Jinghuan had.

From Song Jinghuan’s file, there were no overlapping tracks with his.

Naturally.

He couldn’t see if there were any irreconcilable conflicts between him and Song Jinghuan.

But regardless, he had to meet Song Jinghuan.

He had just tried to communicate with Shi Yaoguang using his Divine Sense.

But the Divine Sense he tentatively released couldn’t connect with Shi Yaoguang.

To wake Shi Yaoguang, he probably had to ask Song Jinghuan.

What if Song Jinghuan refused to speak?

Quan Jinbei had considered this possibility.

But he believed, Song Jinghuan wouldn’t refuse to tell him.

Otherwise, there was no reason to hand him the note through a girl’s hand.

Since he did that, it was obvious he wanted Quan Jinbei to take initiative.

In that case, he would satisfy Song Jinghuan’s intention by personally seeking him out.

Perfect Plastic Surgery.

The receptionist was stunned when she saw an exceedingly luxurious car parked in front of the hospital, nudging the colleague beside her.

"Look at the entrance!"

"What’s at the entrance—" Her colleague’s words were cut off halfway.

As a receptionist who once dreamt of marrying into a wealthy family, she fantasized about that lifestyle.

So they were familiar with luxury items.

They could even identify the smallest logos.

Let alone the dazzling luxury car parked at the entrance.

Just looking at it, it exuded the scent of money.

"Isn’t that a limited edition worldwide? I saw it in a magazine the other day, and now it’s here!"

"Quick, hold me, I’m about to faint."

"Stop fooling around, he’s coming in!"

"I need to check if my makeup is smudged."

As the two receptionists silently screamed in their minds, Quan Jinbei had already strode up to them.

"I’m looking for Song Jinghuan."

Quan Jinbei straightforwardly expressed his request.

The receptionist instinctively replied, "Dr. Song is in Room XX on the third floor!"

"Thank you."

Quan Jinbei walked away after speaking.

Leaving the two of them to exclaim, "I swear, he’s the most handsome guy I’ve ever seen!"

"He looks familiar to me."

"Now that you mention it, I feel the same."

"But that must be a misconception. How could we forget meeting such a handsome man unless he’s a celebrity?"

"... He’s not a star, but his wife is."

The receptionist had recognized him, "That’s Quan Jinbei, the younger master of the Quan Family!"

"Him?" Her colleague was astonished, "What’s he doing at our plastic surgery hospital? Could it be..."

"Shh!" The receptionist stopped her, "Don’t say more, some things are beyond us."

...

Third floor, clinic room.

Quan Jinbei was stopped by a nurse at the door.

"Sir, who are you looking for?"

Quan Jinbei: "Song Jinghuan."

"Do you have an appointment?" the nurse explained, "Dr. Song doesn’t see just any patient, only those with appointments."

The nurse maintained her professionalism even when facing a handsome man, not losing her composure.

In a few words, she recognized Quan Jinbei’s identity.

Amazed, she couldn’t help thinking, Quan Jinbei in person looks better than in financial magazines!

Love it, love it!

Dr. Song’s looks were already stunning.

But Quan Jinbei was even more handsome!

Moreover, he was naturally handsome, unlike Dr. Song’s surgically enhanced looks.

While plastic surgery was widely accepted, natural beauty always excelled a bit more than artificial beauty.

Despite her internal excitement, the nurse remained professional.

Quan Jinbei read her expression and knew she had recognized him, "Go and tell Song Jinghuan I’ve arrived."

The nurse hesitated, knowing he didn’t have an appointment but decided to tell Song Jinghuan anyway.

"Dr. Song, Quan Jinbei is here to see you."

Song Jinghuan stood up upon hearing this and smirked.

"Let him in."

The nurse felt a chill from his smile, not warmth, but dismissed it as her sensitivity.

Dr. Song had always been gentle.

How could there be a chill?

Impossible.

She convinced herself.

Dr. Song had no time to console her, and Quan Jinbei was impatient. Before the nurse left, he entered the consultation room.

The nurse took a discreet look at their interaction, sensing an ominous hostility.

She quickly retreated, avoiding the confrontation.

...

As the nurse shut the door, the tension immediately escalated.

Dr. Song met Quan Jinbei’s eyes with a hint of provocation.

"Master Quan, nice to meet you."

Quan Jinbei coldly looked at his artificially carved face and sneered, "I don’t find meeting you a pleasure."