Chapter 152 Who Says You Can’t Get Married

After Jiang Jingyan finished taking a shower and opened the bathroom door, Chen Qing suddenly rushed over.

He instinctively hugged her and bent down to kiss her forehead, "It's warm inside, go take a shower."

"You stay with me."

Jiang Jingyan was stunned for a moment, then he put his nose against her brow and said in a hoarse voice, "Why do you have to challenge my self-control at this time?"

Chen Qing's cheeks were burning hot, so she simply held the man's Adam's apple in her mouth to stop him from speaking.

Jiang Jingyan's back trembled, and his muscles trembled as if they were electrocuted. He kissed her while moving back.

The two of them made so much noise that the door frame made a sound until the bathroom door was completely closed.

Chen Qing quickly got out of his arms, turned on the shower, and turned on the faucet. He held the business card and lowered his voice, "This person pretended to be a staff member and sent me wine and a fruit plate. There was a monitoring device in the ice bucket, so I didn't dare touch it."

Jiang Jingyan seemed to be unable to react. He leaned against the pool table, the bath towel loose around his waist, his breathing was heavy, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked wild and sloppy.

He tried his best to suppress the fire in his belly that was devouring his rationality and snatched the business card. "Take a shower first. The heat will dissipate soon. If you catch a cold, your stomach will hurt."

Chen Qing grabbed his collar and asked, "How can I wash if you don't go out?"

"You were so loud outside the door asking me to accompany you. If I go out, how can we continue the show?"

She opened her mouth slightly, speechless for a moment.

Jiang Jingyan stared at the business card for a long time and wrote down the name.

Chen Qing was reluctant to take it off, and urged quietly, "Wait for about five minutes and get out."

"Hmm." He was absent-minded, and even though his desire was boiling, it was completely extinguished.

It seems that Yan Baiqing's phone call was not simple. Feng Hai found Zhang Zhao, which made him unable to sit still.

Jiang Jingyan waited for Chen Qing to finish cleaning and went downstairs with her.

The yard was filled with smoke and fire. Tang Xiaoming asked someone to bring out the grill and grill skewers.

"So long?" He looked at me maliciously. "Eat two more skewers of kidneys later."

Jiang Jingyan glared at him sinisterly and took Chen Qing to sit in the living room, away from the choking fireworks outside.

"Should we alert Master Xiao? They must have some in that room as well."

"Need not."

Just as he finished speaking, Lian Zhuo appeared from nowhere and said, "Mr. Jiang."

He held up three fingers.

Chen Qing was shocked. "3?"

Jiang Jingyan put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Don't be afraid, just have fun."

"I understand." She said seriously, "I have to act as if nothing happened."

"Yes, that's right." The man looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

The small yellow lights in the yard and the night view of the mountain below complement each other, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, they cast light and shadow on her face. Such a chaotic and colorful scene disappeared in her pure and innocent eyes.

"Sister Qing'er!" You Meng changed into a white dress and ran to the door to call her, "Come with me to pick flowers!"

Chen Qing couldn't pretend to be serious for three seconds, and he became playful and said, "Here it comes!"

Tang Xiaoming replaced her position and leaned on Jiang Jingyan's shoulder, "How great, don't go down the mountain."

"There's a temple on the other hill. Go there and apply for the job. The old man won't say anything."

"Come on, if becoming a monk can make him quiet down, why should I hide away?"

"Are you still planning on hiding?" Jiang Jingyan raised his wine glass and shook his left shoulder. "It's no use always relying on me."

Tang Xiaoming threw himself into his arms, "Mr. Jiang has a new love, are you going to ignore me?"

"If you accept me as your godfather, I'm willing to take care of you for the rest of your life."

"father."

Jiang Jingyan laughed angrily, "Okay, I agree to your marriage with this girl. Is it any use?"

Tang Xiaoming downed a glass of wine, his tone somewhat cheerful and resigned, "Just put it off for now, one day is better than the other, it's the same for you."

"Qing'er, I have the final say. She can only follow me."

"You are so brave! Mrs. Jiang introduced a few girls to you, and you ruined a few of them. I don't have your courage."

Jiang Jingyan's eyes were always on Chen Qing who was not far away. She was squatting by the garden, holding flowers and showing You Meng the way. Her innocent look touched his heart.

He tilted his head and lit a cigarette. "What are you competing with me for? The old man didn't ask you to manage the family business. He only gave you the task of continuing the family line. This is what you agreed to back then."

"Things are different now." Tang Xiaoming crossed his legs. "Who knew I'd run into such a little devil."

The Tang family is much more complicated than the Jiang family. It has always been prosperous. In recent years, the development momentum of the side branch seems to be surpassing that of the old man's line. Tang Xiaoming's marriage is not up to him.

There was a small ladder in the garden. Chen Qing held up her skirt and stepped on it. Jiang Jingyan frowned and asked Lian Zhuo to go out and guard it.

Tang Xiaoming leaned forward and said, "Don't talk about me. Madam Jiang's attitude yesterday didn't seem like she was going to give up. Are you still going to go against her?"

Speaking of this, Jiang Jingyan remembered Mrs. Jiang's ambiguous attitude.

"Did the old man ever mention my mother's past at home?"

"That's a lot, for example?"

Jiang Jingyan squinted his eyes, holding a cigarette in his mouth. "She, my father, and Yan Weilan."

Tang Xiaoming touched his chin, thoughtfully, "Yan Weilan didn't mention it, but Mrs. Jiang had a fiancé before your father. Did you know that?"

"Know."

"The specific reason why it was called off has always been a mystery, and no one will tell me." He pulled the cork out of the wine bottle. "I think that given Miss Zhong's personality, she won't marry anyone else unless it violates a principled issue."

Jiang Jingyan took a long puff of his cigarette and exhaled a few puffs of smoke with a muffled sound.

Mrs. Jiang and Yan Weilan used to be close friends and even comrades-in-arms. As for why things had developed to this point, he thought it was because of the affair between Yan Weilan and Jiang Zhongyi. He even had the absurd idea that Yan Baiqing might be his half-brother.

But Jiang Zhongyi refuted all these possibilities. Jiang Jingyan believed it 100%. Jiang Zhongyi's attitude did not seem to be intentionally concealing anything.

You Meng and Chen Qing returned at this time, with a red rose stuck in their ears, "Who will marry someone else?"

Jiang Jingyan crushed the cigarette butt casually, opened his arms to catch Chen Qing, and held him on his lap.

She was in high spirits, sweaty all over, her face flushed. She tilted her head to let him see, "It's a purple magnolia! Magnolias are still blooming now. Aren't they beautiful?"

Jiang Jingyan couldn't help but look gentle, "It looks good."

Lian Zhuo explained, "This tree was specially cultivated by the Southern Magnolia Research Institute. It blooms twice a year and was introduced here two years ago."

"Even the secretary understands this?" Chen Qing looked at the flowers in his arms and picked out one. "What is this?"

"I don't know much about flowers, but I can read. Miss Chen, there's a sign on that tree."

Chen Qing smiled awkwardly, pinched off the flower bud and clamped it on Jiang Jingyan's ear.

The pink and white flowers set off the man's sharp facial features, adding a unique charm.

Tang Xiaoming gave a thumbs up, "Not bad, Mr. Jiang is really sexy, he would be the top star in the club."

You Meng also gave him a flower and said, "I want to ask you, who will marry someone else?"

"Sister Qing'er is marrying someone else." Tang Xiaoming, still holding a grudge about the swimming pool incident, winked, "She can't marry Jingyan, so we're looking for other good men."

Chen Qing lowered his head and plucked the petals without saying anything.

Jiang Jingyan played with the bare branch, his voice rich and trembling through his chest, "Who said I can't get married?"

She paused, her heart pounding.