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The buzzing of the phone interrupted Qian Ying's thoughts.

She looked at the number displayed on her phone, sighed silently, and whispered in her ear, raising her voice deliberately, sounding very happy.

"Xiao Xu, how are you? Why did you think of looking for your brother?"

Chen Xu sat in the car and looked at the burly man sitting next to him. He was holding a schoolbag in his arms and his voice sounded very low.

"Mom, why did Hengheng transfer here? He could have chosen a school in our city, why did he have to transfer to such a faraway place?"

Qian Ying's breath caught in her throat. "Don't you know who your brother is? He does whatever he wants."

She did not respond directly to Chen Xu. No matter what Xiao Heng looked like now, Xiao Xu would always be Chen Heng's brother.

"The most important thing you should do right now is to protect yourself and not let Mom and Dad worry about you. Your brother..." She paused, then chose to lie, "He's been treating you badly because he's too worried about you. Don't take it to heart."

"Also, sneaking off in secret is not a good habit. Don't make Mom worry anymore, okay?"

Qian Ying's gentle voice echoed in his ears. Chen Xu knew what she meant and what response she wanted to hear.

He leaned back in his chair, his thick eyelashes drooping to cover his pupils which were gradually darkening.

Qian Ying listened to the movement on the other end of the phone, and there was silence on the other end for a long time.

"Okay, I understand, Mom." Chen Xu's voice was slightly distorted as it reached her ears through the electromagnetic field.

Qian Ying felt relieved when she heard this, her eyes softened: "Come back as soon as possible, I'll take you there—"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sudden noise.

Amidst the chaotic sounds, there were sounds of pushing, shoving, closing of car doors, and running, mixed together with the sudden honking of car horns.

"Mom, I'm sorry." In the chaos, the boy's voice was like a kite string that was flying away. Before the last word fell, the kite had already disappeared.

Qian Ying's heart suddenly beat faster and faster, and she stood up suddenly. The chair slid across the ground, making a long series of harsh friction sounds, which also startled the assistant beside her.

The assistant looked up cautiously and saw the pale face of her boss. She didn't dare to speak. She squatted down quietly and tried to put back the chocolate that had fallen out of her pocket at some point.

Boss, has something big happened?

Qian Ying's mind went blank until everything on the phone calmed down. Then she asked tremblingly, "Xiao Xu..."

"Chen Xu is fine, boss." The bodyguard took the phone and very professionally said what Qian Ying wanted to hear.

Qian Ying breathed a sigh of relief and slumped down in the chair, "What happened just now?"

"Boss, after we picked up Chen Xu, we pulled over to the side of the road at his request so you could talk to him," the bodyguard said, standing next to the car, watching his colleagues chase Chen Xu from a distance. "But he took advantage of our downtime and opened the car door and ran away."

"But don't worry, boss. To prevent him from getting into trouble while escaping, our men didn't give him their all." Watching his colleagues pacing and stopping, playing cat and mouse on the street corners, he consulted his bread and butter. "Chen Xu has shown a strong desire not to go back. I'm afraid forcing him might hurt him. What do you think?"

The most important thing for bodyguards is to protect the personal safety of their opponents. They are not brain-disease patients who cannot distinguish between the big and small kings.

If someone got injured, he was afraid that the boss would get angry and ask them for compensation.

In this situation, just do it for the sake of consideration.

Qian Ying frowned, understanding the other party's implication, and she warned, "Don't chase her."

She was also afraid that she would chase him too closely. What if Chen Xu panicked and ran away on the street and got into an accident?

She couldn't take any more risks.

Upon hearing the sound, the bodyguard immediately signaled to his colleagues who kept looking back at him waiting for the next instruction, indicating that they should withdraw immediately.

Qian Ying: "You guys stay in Jiangyuan City for now. I'll contact you if anything else happens. Any extra expenses will be reimbursed by my assistant at the end of the month."

"Okay, boss." The bodyguard responded readily.

Qian Ying hung up the phone and quickly dialed the familiar number in anger.

As soon as the phone was connected, she couldn't help but roar: "Look at the two good sons you gave birth to!"

Chen Xiangrong, who had just put the phone to his ear and hadn't had time to ask what was going on, said:

He looked up at the assistant who was handing him the documents and waved his hand to signal him to go out first.

When he was the only one left in the office, he turned around and lowered his voice to appease the person opposite him: "Why did Xiaoxu make you angry?"

"Didn't you send someone to pick him up? What did he do to make you so angry?"

Qian Ying gritted her teeth and said, "He ran away!"

"He ran away without a word, just like you."

Chen Xiangrong touched his nose and thought to himself why this had anything to do with him.

"It doesn't matter. They're two tough boys. Just run away. If they get tired of staying there, they'll come back on their own."

"Besides, his brother is still there and will take good care of him."

Qian Ying was so angry at Chen Xiangrong's words that she was speechless. She laughed in anger: "Are you sure?"

Chen Xiangrong thought of the messages sent by Chen Heng on his phone and stopped talking. He was not sure.

Qian Ying also vaguely sensed the other person's guilty conscience, and she couldn't help but scold him, "How many times have I told you not to be so shameless in educating your son? No child in the world would like a conservative father."

"There are some things they will never know unless you tell them."

"Now, one by one, they've all reached their rebellious phase. I wonder if your parenting methods are still effective?"

Chen Xiangrong: "...So your motherly method worked?"

Qian Ying was speechless and changed the subject: "I have to go to Jiangyuan City."

She looked up at the tall buildings outside the window. Although there was no wind, she felt a little cold all over.

"No matter what, this can't go on."

Chen Xiangrong fell silent after hearing this.

"If you need anything, call me."

Qian Ying: "I understand."

She hung up the phone and started to sort the documents on the desk. She inadvertently saw a shadow squatting on the ground. She paused and asked, "You... haven't left yet?"

The assistant stood up, limping and dragging his legs numb from squatting, and tactfully helped the boss pack up the documents. "Mr. Qian, how long will you be away for?"

She deliberately replaced taking care of household chores with a business trip.

Qian Ying knew she had heard everything, and she had no intention of hiding anything. "Three days, for now. I'll leave the company matters to you. If there's any important work, contact me immediately." She put on her suit jacket and walked out. When she reached the door, something occurred to her and she turned around. "Put the contract with Pengyuan on hold. Have the legal department sort out the contract as soon as possible and email it to me."

"Okay, Mr. Qian."

Gangwon First Middle School.

Song Shuang came back from the next class. She plopped down on the table and excitedly gestured to Jiang Qing, "Our school's basketball game is about to start. Jiang Jiang, come and see the handsome guy! I heard there's a super handsome guy on the school basketball team. He's 1.9 meters tall and has amazing skills..."

Jiang Qing interrupted her, "Basketball game?"

Lin Nanyan looked at Jiang Qing, who had become excited after hearing the word "handsome guy", and stopped tutoring her.

Song Shuang didn't notice anything unusual: "Yes, it's the school's annual basketball tournament. Anyone can sign up, but generally only freshmen participate."

She complained unhappily, "We are in our second and third years of high school, and the teachers always say we are very busy, with tight deadlines and heavy workloads, so they don't let us participate."

Jiang Qing questioned: "The teacher said this? How come I didn't know about it?"

Song Shuang: "He didn't say it explicitly, but isn't that what he meant? And every year's basketball games are basically monopolized by the first-year high school students, right?"

Jiang Qing held her chin in her hand, her eyes darting around, "In other words, the rules don't explicitly state we can't participate."

Song Shuang was surprised by her words: "Jiang Jiang, do you mean... you want to participate?"

"No, sister, you don't have to try so hard to look at handsome guys," she stammered, but her eyes became brighter and brighter, and she could hardly suppress the smile on her lips, "It's not impossible..."

Lin Nanyan also suddenly looked at Jiang Qing.

Jiang Qing faced the inexplicably burning gazes from the two people and said, "...are you sick?"

"Where did I mention the word 'handsome guy'? The important thing is the basketball game, not the handsome guy, okay? Wake up, I beg you."

Lin Nanyan withdrew his gaze, acting calmly as if nothing had happened.

Song Shuang: "Ah, I didn't realize you love basketball so much."

Jiang Qing said confidently, "Of course it wasn't me who participated. It was Meiyan and Lin Nanyan."

Lin Nanyan, who was inexplicably cueed, said: "?? Did I hear it right?"

Jiang Qing confirmed his hearing. She clasped her hands together and said, "Yes, it's just as you heard. I'll leave the basketball game to you."

Lin Nanyan lowered his eyes and looked at the girl's deliberately pitiful expression. He looked away and asked, "Reason."

Jiang Qing: "I want Meiyan to participate in the competition, and I want to take the opportunity to invite Senior Jiang Qing to play with us. But if Meiyan is a girl, other teams will definitely not want her, so I have to find someone who is good at basketball so that she can join the team."

After hearing this, Song Shuang tentatively reached out and touched Jiang Qing's forehead. Jiang Qing quickly dodged and asked, "What are you doing?"

Song Shuang rolled her eyes: "Sister, you don't have a fever, do you? What a stupid idea! Ye Meiyan participating in the basketball game? Are you here to make fun of me?"

She pursed her lips to signal Jiang Qing to look. Although Ye Meiyan, who was studying in front of them, was wearing the same school uniform as them, she had a sparkling diamond hairpin on her head and low-heeled leather shoes on her feet, looking like an elegant and noble little fairy.

"See? How could you possibly see her wanting to participate in some damn basketball game? This sport has nothing to do with Ye Meiyan."

Jiang Qing said faintly: "I saw it with both eyes."

Song Shuang: “???”

Jiang Qing looked at her with disapproval. "I know you don't like hanging out with girls who seem distant, but Meiyan is a very good person. You've been with her for such a long time. You can't keep subconsciously rejecting her."

"How could I? Don't talk nonsense." Song Shuang jumped up and retorted as if his tail was stepped on.

Jiang Qing blinked her eyes: "Well, you didn't."

She changed her words so quickly that Song Shuang didn't know what to say.

She said awkwardly, "Even if she wanted to join, the basketball team definitely wouldn't agree. Can you find any basketball team with girls?"

Jiang Qing: "Our basketball team."

"ah?"

Jiang Qing: "If other teams refuse to accept her, we can form our own team. If Lin Nanyan isn't able to do it, we can let Chen Heng take over—"

"I can do it."

Lin Nanyan's writing force was unbalanced, and it suddenly cut through the paper, leaving a long crack.

He looked up, stared at Jiang Qing and said.