Chapter 260 I Believe in You

Only then did Chen Qing understand the hidden meaning behind Lao Qian's words.

Her heart was in her throat. She leaned forward, holding onto the seat in front of her, and asked, "Tell me clearly, is something wrong with Mr. Yan?"

"Someone at Royal Jia International has been arrested." Old Qian studied her quietly. "Mr. Jiang has personally taken action."

Chen Qing also looked at him, "Do you doubt me?"

She originally thought that Old Qian's strange attitude meant that he had seen through the trick he was playing with Zhao Ming. It turned out that he suspected that she and Jiang Jingyan were working together to lure the tiger away from the mountain and attack Huangjia International.

"Ms. Chen, you don't need to explain to me whether it's true or not. When you meet Mr. Yan later, you can talk to him."

Chen Qing leaned back in his chair, pretending to be angry, but in fact he was secretly relieved.

Since Lao Qian and Yan Baiqing's suspicions were off, then at least everything will go smoothly at the dock.

Although the Zhang family was not captured, Zhao Ming returned to Jiang Zhongyi alive, so it was not a complete failure.

Continuous neon lights were reflected in the car. Just as they entered the city, Lao Qian braked suddenly. Chen Qing was caught off guard and hit his forehead on the back of the chair in front of him.

"The Pei family's car." Old Qian muttered in confusion.

Chen Qing glanced at him from the corner of his eye.

Although Yan Baiqing was the driver who had just been transferred back from the Greater Bay Area, he knew his role in this city very well.

It seems that like Hua Mei, he is Yan Baiqing's confidant.

Chen Qing rolled down the car window and looked at Yuan Hui from a distance.

"Qing'er, the department head can't find you." She winked, "Mr. Pei is worried about me staying at the school, so it's a good opportunity for us to go together. He's even paid for the plane tickets."

Lao Qian didn't stop him directly, but only reminded him quietly, "Your luggage is still in Mr. Yan's car."

Chen Qing knew that Yan Baiqing would not see her and would find other reasons to prevent this charity performance from going on. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, she had to go to Huangjia International.

"Wait for me at the airport."

"Come along, I'm free anyway."

Old Qian pushed the door open and got out of the car, bowing respectfully. "Don't mind, Mrs. Pei. Miss Chen has something important to attend to, and Mr. Yan will take her to meet you."

Yuan Hui leaned her elbow against the car window and said calmly, "Mr. Yan is busy, so we won't bother him. You guys go ahead and I'll follow. I'll park outside wherever you want to go so I don't disturb Mr. Yan."

Master Pei leaned out of the driver's seat and snapped his fingers. "The Pei family is invited to the cocktail party later, so I have to entrust my wife to Miss Chen. Coincidentally, I heard that Mr. Yan is also going to the party, so I'll say hello to him on behalf of my father."

It makes sense.

Having said that, it seemed like Lao Qian felt guilty if he continued to stop him.

The Pei family is from the upper class and has good relationships in the business world. If Old Qian offends Mr. Pei, it will easily cause trouble for Yan Baiqing.

So he bowed, returned to the car, and sped towards Huangjia International.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at a private club a street away.

Before Chen Qing could open his mouth, Old Qian leaned over to explain, "That's what Mr. Yan meant."

The time period when the Municipal Bureau took people away was during non-business hours, so the scene was not big and everything in the club was normal. However, the Pei family was there and the fact that Yan Baiqing was the boss behind Huangjia International could not be made public.

The guild hall is a quadrangle in the style of a Chinese emblem, adjacent to the central lake. It has no gate or signboard, only the light in front of the door.

In the dark night, it was cold and clear.

Chen Qing gathered his coat and just as he raised his foot, Yuan Hui stepped out of the car. "I'll wait for you here. There's no rush."

She moved closer, but Lao Qian showed no intention of retreating.

Yuan Hui's temper had worsened during her pregnancy. Seeing the driver appearing submissive, she was about to get angry when Chen Qing patted her arm and said, "It's windy. Wait in the car."

"Ms. Chen, please come this way. Mr. Yan is waiting anxiously."

Chen Qing stepped over the threshold and found that Lao Qian did not follow him.

"Aren't you going in?"

Old Qian nodded, "Mr. Yan told me to wait outside."

Chen Qing took a deep breath, prepared himself mentally, and walked in.

Unexpectedly, Hua Mei stood in the shadow of the corridor and saw her. Her nose was not a nose and her eyes were not eyes.

That’s right, now everyone probably thinks that the incident at Huangjia International is related to her.

The deeper you go, the clearer the men's conversation becomes.

After passing through an archway, the view ahead suddenly opens up. Under the interlaced light and shadow, Yan Baiqing, dressed in a white suit, sits on a bamboo chair, holding his mobile phone and making a call.

Hua Mei reminded him, and he looked up. The coldness in his eyes went straight into Chen Qing's heart.

After two or three minutes, the call ended.

Yan Baiqing stood up, strode forward, and raised his hand neatly.

The palm wind made Chen Qing instinctively close her eyes and shrink. The next second, a cool palm covered her neck. She opened her eyes cautiously, and Yan Baiqing laughed out loud, "Did you think I would hit you?"

He leaned back slightly, tilted his head and looked at it carefully, "Get the medicine box."

Hua Mei turned and entered a room.

Yan Baiqing rubbed the area near the wound and asked gently, "Does it hurt?"

"fine."

"You must be scared."

Chen Qing shook his head.

Hua Mei brought the medicine and gauze bandage, handed them to him, and stood quietly by.

"Qing'er doesn't feel scared." Yan Baiqing bent down and approached with a cotton swab. "It's because you've been prepared, right?"

Chen Qing couldn't help but shudder and hid backward.

The man frowned, his expression worried. "Does it hurt? Just bear with it. If you don't treat it, it will easily leave scars."

He said it so naturally that Chen Qing wasn't sure if he was angry or not.

"I heard from Lao Qian," she said first, "that there will be trouble. You suspect that Mr. Jiang and I are setting you up."

Yan Baiqing's face was calm and unperturbed.

Chen Qing swallowed his saliva, his eyelashes trembling slightly, "I don't know."

"Seriously?"

"Um."

He threw away the cotton swab and took his time to move on. "I believe you."

Hua Mei hesitated to speak and retreated to the corridor.

Chen Qing lay motionless in Yan Baiqing's palm, allowing him to bandage him.

The bamboo forest was swaying in the wind, and the man's body was barely touching her, his hot breath lingering around her, but she didn't feel cold.

"What are you doing on the underground floor?"

Chen Qing stared at him. "You and Aunt He are busy, and I don't know who to contact. I'll go see what kind of wine I can give away, take pictures, and check the brands and prices."

"Have you found it?"

"No."

Yan Baiqing laughed again, "My mother likes collecting things, and they are not easy to find on the market."

Chen Qing pursed her lips, "I didn't think that much."

"The last time Zhao Ming escaped, it was said that someone warned him."

She didn't respond and asked another question, "Why did he keep asking you to let him live? Who instructed him to transfer Wan Lihong without permission?"

Yan Baiqing paused, then walked back to the stone table, holding the teacup, and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"You said Meng Hongwen was the real murderer, and you also said my parents' case had nothing to do with you. If it was Meng Hongwen who ordered it, why did you help him clean up the mess?"

Chen Qing threw out a stream of questions. She asked with the answers in mind, not to hear him say it himself, but to get away with it and cover up the panic of acting in Yan's house.

Yan Baiqing finished a cup of tea and put it down lightly. "Because I have a grudge against the Jiang family, I deliberately led you to misunderstand. Is this answer satisfactory to Qing'er?"

He suddenly confessed so frankly that Chen Qing was speechless.

The wind was strong and the sound in the bamboo forest was loud, like the howling of ghosts and monsters, which was creepy.

Yan Baiqing slowly sat down and crossed his legs. "I could have ignored Jingyan and the Jiang family, but for Qing'er, I'd rather be a villain."

"I do not understand."

"Mrs. Jiang and Meng Hongwen have left my mother with a lifelong regret. How could I possibly allow myself to embark on this path of no return?" The man tapped his fingertips on the edge of the table. "Even though I used some trickery, even though you came to me with a purpose, you still came, and you brought a surprise with you."

Chen Qing's scalp went numb at this moment.

He smiled tenderly, his eyes half-closed, "A surprise that Jingyan doesn't even know about yet."