Chapter 194 You are very close

At seven o'clock the next morning, Jiang Jingyan carried Chen Qing downstairs.

Sister Mei cried out "Ouch!" and ran up the stairs, her hands hanging in the air, "What's going on?"

"Being lazy and staying in bed."

"Just ask for leave. How can I attend class when I'm this sleepy?"

Chen Qing muttered, "No leave."

She really couldn't wake up. Jiang Jingyan had tortured her so much last night. It was a passion she had never experienced before.

When she closed her eyes before going to sleep, she saw the man leaning against the head of the bed with his legs bent, smoking, ordering her to take off her clothes, and looking at her leisurely.

He taught the theory throughout the process and she put it into practice.

Jiang Jingyan had tried it before, but Chen Qing was too weak and would feel tired after only ten minutes, and he had no patience. But last night, he didn't know where he got the composure from, but waited for her with a good temper, coaxed her, and carried it all on his own.

Only this time did Chen Qing realize that Jiang Jingyan's approach was really wild. He had instilled into her a lot of knowledge that he had never used before.

It was new, but his skills were too strong. He could deceive and guide people, and he made her almost die.

When the alarm clock rang in the morning, Chen Qing couldn't open her eyes. Jiang Jingyan picked her up and took her to wash up. After he finished cleaning up and went out, she was dressed neatly and snoring at the end of the bed.

The first class was at 8 o'clock, and there might be a traffic jam on the road, so it was already too late. Jiang Jingyan had no choice but to carry her out.

Walking out of the courtyard, Sister Mei was anxious, "You haven't had breakfast yet!"

Jiang Jingyan settled Chen Qing down and sat down. "Let's go to the company to eat. Tell mother that you won't be back tonight."

The driver drove away from the community.

Lian Zhuo turned sideways and glanced at Chen Qing. "Apart from Hua Sheng's performance review meeting today, there are no other meetings you must attend."

Chen Qing was sleeping soundly and was not disturbed.

Jiang Jingyan protected her head and lowered his voice, "Book the tickets."

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Chen Qing had a full morning of classes. After lunch, he hurried to the auditorium.

There is still a week left before the welcome party. The Chinese Music Department only has one group performance this time, so the rehearsal does not take up much time.

Yuan Hui’s morning sickness wasn’t severe, but after each song she still had to go to the bathroom to relax.

Chen Qing opened a bag of mouthwash and said, "White peach flavor, is that okay?"

She took it, her face paled several shades, and she stroked her chest, "The only motherly love I had left is gone."

"I finally gained a few pounds, but I lost them all back."

"You'll understand once you get pregnant. You won't be able to eat anything. Others will tell you to eat a little for the sake of the baby, but that only affects your appetite. I almost want to overturn the table."

Chen Qing said nothing and lowered his head to pick at his fingers.

It is not certain whether her and Jiang Jingyan can develop to that point. The Chen family's matter is a bombshell. Maybe it will be even more troublesome if it explodes after marriage.

Yuan Hui wiped her mouth with a tissue and hesitated for a moment, "My boyfriend went to a dinner party yesterday and told me something when he came back."

"What?"

She seemed to be having trouble speaking. "Anyway... it's not a good thing. Are Mr. Jiang and Mr. Yan on bad terms?"

Chen Qing frowned, "About them?"

"And you." Yuan Hui recounted the rumors outside word for word.

She suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Mrs. Jiang kept looking at her and seemed to be hesitant to speak last night. It seemed that the news had already spread to the Jiang family.

"Mr. Yan and I have never had any relationship from the beginning to the end." Chen Qing was annoyed. "Why are they talking nonsense?"

"I'm just free. These two are often compared to each other. You've been around them both before, so it's inevitable."

Yuan Hui took her arm and turned back. The professional teacher standing in the audience called out, "Chen Qing! The department head wants you to go over there."

"good."

The department head's office wasn't far from the auditorium, so Chen Qing hurried over there, fearing he'd miss the rehearsal. "You looking for me?"

The department head was adding boiling water to a large teapot. Seeing her, he smiled and said, "Here you are."

Chen Qing panted slightly, waiting for his next words.

"Mr. Yan needs an old document, but the school leader is busy. Could you please deliver it to him?"

"Me?" She was surprised. "Why me?"

The department head spoke in a friendly tone, "Before Mr. Yan left his post, he came to the school specifically to instruct me to take good care of your daily life. You two are very close, and this document is very important, so I feel at ease leaving it to you."

Chen Qing was stunned. Yan Baiqing specifically instructed the school?

"You don't have to attend the rehearsal this afternoon. I'll give you leave."

She thought about it for a long time and agreed.

It just so happened that I hadn't found a reason to leave the school to look for Li Xiangli's whereabouts.

Chen Qing packed up the documents and pretended to ask casually, "Is it okay for me to contact Mr. Yan directly?"

The department head was excited, "That would be great, it would save me the trouble of passing on messages."

She curled her lips and left the office.

Chen Qing found Li Xiangli's previous address based on his memory, which was only one street away from the Chen family.

The community is mid-range, relatively old, and has buildings with stairs. Chen Cheng chose this place specifically so that Li Xiangli's daughter could go to school with Chen Qing.

Chen Qing found the floor, breathed a sigh of relief, and knocked on the door.

The current resident was a curly-haired woman holding a child, with a wary look on her face. "Who are you looking for?"

"Excuse me, is this Li Xiangli's home?"

"No." The eldest sister said impatiently, "He is the original owner. He moved away many years ago. Why do people always come to ask--"

Chen Qing shuddered and clung to the door frame. "Did many people come to see him?"

"Isn't it? I'm really unlucky to buy this house. Is he in debt?"

She couldn't contain her excitement. "Do you remember what the last person who came to see him looked like?"

"I'm exhausted after a day, why should I remember that?"

Chen Qing took out his phone and was about to flip through the photos when the elder sister took a piece of paper off the door. "If you're worried, ask this person. I forgot when he came to my house and said he had news about Li Xiangli. Ask him."

She became increasingly angry as she spoke. "How could I possibly have any information? You said you didn't want it, but I just forced it upon me. You guys, hurry up and compare the clues you have. Maybe it will make it easier to find the person. Stop bothering me."

Before Chen Qing could say thank you, the elder sister slammed the door.

The corridor was dark, and the draft made the hairs on her back stand up.

There was only a string of numbers on the piece of paper, not even a name.

Chen Qing knew that Li Xiangli would not stay in this city, so he came here purely to try his luck. Unexpectedly, he actually gained something.

She stood at the door of the unit, suddenly felt a chill in her heart, and then entered the number on her mobile phone.

A note popped up.

It was the private number of Jiang Zhongyi's backup driver. Jiang Jingyan was afraid that Chen Qing would need the car when he was on a business trip, so he asked her to save it.

The sun made her head swell and her blood ran cold.

The driver that Jiang Zhongyi uses for daily travel is a government-provided driver, and the backup driver is stationed at Jiang's house. He is generally only used for private trips.

Why am I here?

Chen Qing tried to control himself and not think about it that way, but it was in vain.

Her steps were unsteady, and she groped her way to a stone bench in the community garden and sat down, breathing heavily.

Jiang Zhongyi used his personal connections to find out about Li Xiangli. Did he discover something wrong or destroy the evidence?

Or maybe it's both. It's a false case that affects one's reputation, so one might as well go all out.

Chen Qing suddenly thought of Jiang Zhongyi's care for her at the dinner table last night. It was the love and pity from a father.

At this moment, that kindness was like a fishbone stuck in the trachea.