Chapter 148: Just a Sister (100 Diamonds + More)

Chen Qing fell asleep as soon as she got in the car. Due to the side effects of the painkillers and the excessive energy she had exerted on stage, she slept like she was in a coma.

Jiang Jingyan turned off the air conditioner in the car, lowered the window halfway to let in some air, held her belly with one hand and rubbed it gently, while reviewing documents with the other hand.

Lian Zhuo lowered his voice after answering the phone, then turned sideways to report, "Feng Hai said Zhang Zhao has been found. Should we notify the police?"

"No, let the fishing line be longer."

He frowned and said nothing.

The man raised his eyelids and said, "Speak."

"If Feng Hai can find out, others might also get wind of it. I think... it's too risky."

The head resting on his lap was tilted to one side. Jiang Jingyan adjusted it and said in a calm tone, "I just want them to reveal their cards."

Chen Qing didn't know how long she had slept. The right side of her body was completely numb. She didn't open her eyes and stretched out her arms to move.

"Are you still sleeping?" Jiang Jingyan leaned over and wiped the sweat off the tip of her nose. "You won't be able to sleep tonight."

Chen Qing didn't say anything, snuggled into his arms, turned over, and then fell silent again.

After about half an hour, she vaguely felt the car stop, but she still didn't want to open her eyes.

It was a chilly night, so Jiang Jingyan picked her up and carried her out of the car, covering her tightly with his coat.

The Jiang family's servant came out and shouted from a distance across the yard, "Hey! Mr. Jiang, did you bring back a dog?"

Chen Qing shuddered.

Mr. Jiang? Arrived at the Jiang family?

She jumped onto the ground, fluttering on the man's shoulders.

Jiang Jingyan hugged her tightly, his face gloomy.

Tang Xiaoming yawned as he stepped forward. "This isn't just any dog. It can do some tricks."

Chen Qing ripped off his coat, glanced at him and muttered, "You're the worst. When you were a kid, you were punished to stand in the corner and sleep in a bed with a dog. You're worse than a dog."

"Listen, sharp-tongued little Chihuahua." He stepped onto the steps.

The servant smiled apologetically, "Miss Chen, my eyes are blurry and I can't see clearly."

Jiang Jingyan smoothed Chen Qing's hair and asked, "Is your mother home?"

"Yes, following you."

"Clean up two guest rooms."

Chen Qing leaned against his collar and looked up, "Stay overnight?"

"Yeah." Jiang Jingyan pressed his lips against her head to comfort her, "Don't be afraid."

She had mixed feelings. The last conversation with Mrs. Jiang was weighing on her mind, like a wake-up call, and she hadn't figured out how to get along with her yet.

Through the screen, I saw Mrs. Jiang sitting upright on the sofa, and her expression was indeed not very happy.

Chen Qing took a deep breath, "Mrs. Jiang."

Jiang Jingyan took her hand and sat her down. "If Mother keeps looking so sad, she'll look ten years older."

Mrs. Jiang picked up the small mirror on the table and looked left and right. "Nonsense, I am the youngest among the ladies."

"I'm almost a grandmother, why would I compete with my wife for youth?"

She paused, and her eyes shot towards Chen Qing like a knife.

Chen Qing panicked and waved his hands quickly, "I didn't..."

Jiang Jingyan embraced her and laughed heartily, "It's only a matter of time."

"It's fine if you're fooling around outside, but you still try to scare me when you get home." Madam Jiang patted her chest, feeling very disappointed. "I asked you to go and support Wei Yin, but what did you say? She's just my subordinate's sister?"

Jiang Jingyan guessed that she had spies in the ancient town, so he didn't say anything.

"You admitted your relationship with Wei Yin to the media, then changed your statement in front of so many people and interacted intimately with other women. Even if you continue to act as you please, you should consider Ms. Chen's situation."

Chen Qing's eyelids twitched wildly.

Jiang Jingyan nonchalantly rubbed her earlobe and laughed, "Will you consider Chen Qing?"

Mrs. Jiang choked.

"She's not married, so her situation isn't that bad."

"You are deceiving the public and giving them an excuse to criticize you!"

"Miss Wei and I were in contact at the time, and those reporters captured us with their cameras, but it wasn't appropriate after that. I was supporting my senior brother's scenic spot and saw Miss Chen's performance. I couldn't help myself at the time. It's a normal emotional need. Could it be that you and your father were first loves? Everyone has an ex."

Mrs. Jiang listened to his serious lies and said, "Don't talk about me and your father. If he hears about your complicated relationships with women, he will come back and punish you. You have so many exes in your generation that it would be embarrassing to tell others about them! That's called—" She thought, "a rotten cucumber!"

Chen Qing raised his eyes quietly.

Tang Xiaoming looked aggrieved and rubbed against Mrs. Jiang, "Aunt Zhong, how can you say that to me?"

"No..." Mrs. Jiang patted the back of his hand, "I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about Jingyan. He has established an image of a playboy. He is a cucumber, and you are so likable. You are a white radish."

Chen Qing wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, so he raised his hand to cover his face.

Tang Xiaoming felt even more aggrieved and curled his lips, "You're just a playboy. You're trying to teach me a lesson on behalf of our old man in a roundabout way. If you don't like me, I won't come back next time."

"No way... You're fine. I mean, Jingyan doesn't know the rules. How can he change his girlfriend so quickly? Are you planning to play mahjong together?"

"You're still scolding me..."

"Hey kid, why do you always say the same thing every time I say it? Your girlfriends are enough to play mahjong, not to mention several football teams."

Chen Qing's shoulders were shaking from holding back.

Jiang Jingyan sternly looked at her, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.

"Laugh if you want to." He pinched his cheeks. "Who pinched you?"

How could Chen Qing dare to do that? Mrs. Jiang was already angry and this was a blatant provocation.

"Last time I was laughing secretly, and Mrs. Jiang caught me."

"What are you laughing at?"

"She said - you Jiang family are all kings and I am the grandson."

Chen Qing imitated Mrs. Jiang very well and copied all of her expressions. Jiang Jingyan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What are you talking about?" Mrs. Jiang broke away from Tang Xiaoming and looked at him.

Jiang Jingyan crossed his legs and said, "Qing'er said you are cute."

Chen Qing agreed, "Yes, young."

Mrs. Jiang felt relieved and stroked her curly hair. "If Jingyan was less angry with me, I could be younger."

As soon as she finished speaking, a car horn sounded in the courtyard.

The servant poked his head out, "The old man's car."

During this period, Jiang Zhongyi went back home once a week, not staying long, mainly to get some clothes.

Mrs. Chiang was quite dissatisfied. She asked her secretary, but there wasn't much official business, so she kept up the appearances and didn't ask any more questions.

Jiang Zhongyi walked to the entrance and the three stood up to greet him.

He glanced around and said, "It's quite lively, Mr. Xiao, how is the old man?"

"It's fine. I can beat you up all afternoon without taking a breath."

Jiang Jingyan looked at him solemnly, "Father, I have something to ask you."

Mrs. Jiang said sarcastically, "Your father is busy. If you have anything to ask, please ask him immediately. Don't waste his time."

Jiang Zhongyi glanced at her and unbuttoned his coat, "Come up."

Jiang Jingyan turned around and told the nanny to take Chen Qing back to the room.

The living room suddenly became deserted. Mrs. Jiang snorted, "One or two of them, they're all avoiding me."

Jiang Zhongyi entered the study, where pale light shone down, and his tall and broad figure looked a little weathered.

"What do you want to ask?"

Jiang Jingyan did not sit down, but stood tall at the table, as if thinking about how to start the conversation.

Jiang Zhongyi loosened his neck and slowly raised his eyes.

The father and son looked at each other, and the tension suddenly dropped to suffocating levels.