Chapter 107: No Sexual Interest in Them

Jiang Jingyan licked his teeth and said, "It seems that you are determined to go against me."

Mrs. Jiang was not at all flustered. She picked up a small piece of watermelon on the table with a fork and didn't even get angry.

She knew Jiang Jingyan's principles very well. Judging from his current feelings for Chen Qing, he would not do anything that would not give a woman a legitimate status.

But Jiang Jingyan is a traditional man who received traditional education, and his male chauvinism is exactly the same as Jiang Zhongyi. No matter how bad and strong he is, he cannot disobey his parents' orders. As long as she and Jiang Zhongyi don't agree, Chen Qing will not be able to enter the Jiang family legitimately.

After being tempered in the army, no matter if he holds a high position or an ordinary position, he will not make mistakes when faced with major issues, and he will not do things like being disobedient or unfilial.

Family responsibility and male responsibility alone are enough to handle it.

"If you can accept Wei Yin, why can't you accept Qing'er?"

"You know the reason." Mrs. Jiang stared at him. "I can accept that my future daughter-in-law has no family background, but Chen Qing came from an orphan training class. You've kept her parents' identities well hidden. Even if I can't find out, I can guess. I'll pity such a person and even provide her with help, but I will never let her ruin the Jiang family's and your reputation."

Jiang Jingyan's chest heaved violently, his anger suppressed to the extreme.

Mrs. Jiang stared at the shimmering water in front of her. "You're a man, and I believe you can see what's going on in Bai Qing's mind. Yan Weilan hasn't made any move yet, perhaps she's watching from the shadows. If you and Bai Qing start arguing over Chen Qing, firstly, it won't sound good if word gets out, and secondly, it'll entice her to intervene. Whether she helps her son deal with you, or fan the flames and plant Chen Qing, the root of trouble, in the Jiang family, waiting for it to be exposed later, either scenario will be enough to cause headaches for your father and me."

Jiang Jingyan stood up suddenly. The oppressive feeling of being superior lingered in the pavilion, making Mrs. Jiang feel suffocated.

His eyes erupted with rage, and his tone was out of control. "From the first day I took charge of Chen Qing, whether she left or stayed was not up to anyone else to decide."

Mrs. Jiang was so shocked that her eyes turned red. "You——"

"Since you insist on doing this, don't blame me for not showing you any mercy."

He grabbed his coat and walked away.

Yan Baiqing was watching this side from next door. The curtain fluttered in the wind, making his face appear bright and dark.

He took the wine glass from his fellow table and drank it all in one gulp.

The man saw that he was in a good mood and toasted him with another glass. "Don't worry, Mr. Yan, we will definitely handle this matter beautifully. We hope to have more exchanges in the future."

Yan Baiqing stretched out his long legs, smiled, and still took it.

As they drank and chatted, he was obviously drunk.

The secretary came in to support him, "That's all for today."

After leaving the backyard, he whispered in my ear, "Someone wants to see you."

"who."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Baiqing caught sight of the graceful figure at the corner gate and stopped, "Miss Wei."

Wei Yin took small steps closer and smiled, "Is Mr. Yan drunk?"

The secretary was about to answer when Yan Baiqing raised his hand to stop him and took a half step back.

This exit is away from the guest dining area and is surrounded by tranquility.

Wei Yin and Yan Baiqing walked side by side. "Mr. Yan is willing to meet me, so he must understand my purpose."

"I don't quite understand."

He pretended to be confused, so she simply pointed it out, "I heard about the scandal between you and Chen Qing at the theater."

"rumor."

"Whether it's a rumor or not is not important." She stepped over the threshold and turned back to support the man. "What's important is that I admire Mr. Yan's feelings for Chen Qing."

Yan Baiqing avoided contact without leaving any trace and laughed out loud, "Admiration?"

"To take what is good from others is the true love of the world."

He narrowed his eyes and didn't respond.

Wei Yin stepped forward under the invisible pressure, her nose brushing against the collar of his shirt, her breath sighing on the man's neck, "If you need anything, you might as well try me."

Yan Baiqing lowered his eyes, his gaze deepening with inquiry. "Miss Wei's words seem to run counter to Madam Jiang's intentions tonight."

"Not entirely." Wei Yin bravely didn't retreat, the shadow of Xi Liu reflected deep in her pupils. "She has her own goals to achieve. I believe Mr. Yan understands that I am the main factor in whether it succeeds or not."

"Will you refuse?"

"Mr. Yan wants me to refuse?"

The lake surface was covered with ripples. Yan Baiqing tilted his head slightly and said, "Miss Wei may be young, but she has a very high aspiration."

Wei Yin didn't bother to consider the meaning of this sentence, and smiled charmingly, "More than that."

She took a deep look and left.

The secretary approached, "Do you believe her?"

Yan Baiqing leaned against the white marble fence by the lake and tapped his knuckles lightly, "Too shrewd."

The secretary understood, "She won't have another chance to see you."

"No rush." ​​Yan Baiqing suddenly changed his mind, but did not explain what happened next.

Laughter emanated from the corner door. The secretary continued to support him as he walked out. "Hua Mei sent someone to ask when she can go out."

"Miss Wei dares to recommend herself. It can't be bluffing. When Jingyan is unable to do so, Huamei will naturally be able to step in."

The secretary paused and said, "I've made a note of that."

…

After returning to the apartment, Chen Qing said nothing and leaned dejectedly on the sofa.

"I've told you so many times." Jiang Jingyan frowned and said in a lecturing tone, "Sitting like this puts more pressure on your waist."

She turned her head away and faced him with the back of her head.

The man laughed and pulled out a pillow to put under her. "Why are you venting your anger on me?"

She refused to speak.

Jiang Jingyan raised his hand to her chin and rubbed it with his fingertips. "Speak."

Chen Qing's eyes were filled with tears, and he seemed to be about to cry, with the tip of his nose turning red.

She wasn't sure if Jiang Jingyan would pretend to be nice to her like he had done with the Tao family, hiding her away and making her look shameful. She had been able to let it go when she faced Tao Siran, but things had changed so much between her and Jiang Jingyan that trying to withdraw was like cutting flesh and bones.

Chen Qing brushed his hand away and asked, "What did you say?"

She hadn't recovered from her cold yet, and her voice was muffled. When she cried, she sounded even more naive, and the fragmented endings of her voice rubbed against his heart, which was quite torturous.

Jiang Jingyan unbuckled his belt and pulled out his shirt. "Am I a male model? Someone pushed a woman towards me, and I can't refuse?"

Chen Qing leaned on the armrest in anger, "They already sneaked into your office, and I didn't see you refuse."

"Who is it?" Jiang Jingyan was puzzled and poked her in the lower back. "You are the only one who sneaked into my office."

Chen Qing couldn't bear the itch, laughing and crying, pushing him, "I saw the photo!"

The man was stunned.

"Bikini, legs are this long." She gestured exaggeratedly to her chest, "You even saved your contact information in a magazine."

Jiang Jingyan suddenly understood.

When he first arrived at Washington, many senior executives came to him to recruit him. At first, they were under the guise of secretaries and assistants, but they were secretly doing small things. He gave the girl face on the surface, but privately asked Lian Zhuo to send her away.

The photos Chen Qing saw should be the ones that slipped through the net and are the ones with the smallest exposure. What would happen if she saw the posture that group of old foxes prepared at the beginning?

"Don't be so jealous." Jiang Jingyan's palm went inward along the slit on Chen Qing's back, along the butterfly bones, rubbing her until she trembled.

He pressed over, sucked her earlobe, and laughed muffledly, "I have no sexual interest in them."