Chapter 261 You are worth a fight with him

The courtyard was dead silent and depressing.

Tension and fear surged through his body. Chen Qing scratched his neck and picked off a piece of thread. "What?"

"Aunt He and Director Su didn't dare to hide it from me."

She almost suffocated, lowered her head to adjust her collar, "I haven't checked, it's just a guess, it may not be accurate."

"I'll arrange it for you."

"Okay." Chen Qing put his hands behind his back and squeezed his palms tightly. "But I have to go to Wuhen Village. The Pei family is waiting for me outside. Didn't you arrange a physical examination after I land?"

Yan Baiqing's smile deepened a little, and he patted his knees, "Sit down."

Chen Qing hesitated and chose the stone bench opposite him.

"It's cool. The bamboo chair has cushions."

She said nothing and moved to the bamboo chair.

Yan Baiqing put his toes on the bottom of the bamboo chair, stepped on it, and rocked it, as if coaxing a child to sleep.

"Are there any symptoms?" He took off his coat and covered Chen Qing with it. "I heard that the appetite is poor in early pregnancy. You were-"

"After Director Su examined me, I feel much better and can have three meals a day normally." Chen Qing felt dizzy and his stomach was churning as he swayed.

She tried her best to suppress it, lowering her eyes and pretending to be sleepy.

"It seems that the nutritional supplements Aunt He asked me to prepare have come in handy."

Yan Baiqing was wearing a bow tie today, looking as graceful as jade. He looked down at her from above. The oppressive feeling he gave her was different from the outward and powerful aggressiveness of Jiang Jingyan. His oppressive feeling was silently emitted and penetrated, subtle and dangerous.

Chen Qing stopped talking. In this situation, the more he talked, the more mistakes and loopholes he would make.

"Old Qian said you need me for something."

"Just to see if Zhao Ming hurt you." Yan Baiqing took a new cup, poured hot tea into it, handed it to her, held her neck, and fed her mouthful by mouthful.

Such an intimate action, in this situation, added a lot of eeriness.

Chen Qing turned his head away and said, "You have more important things to do."

The man was stunned for a moment, then smiled indulgently, and rubbed her earlobe with his palm, "Are you angry?"

She shook her head.

"I'll leave Lao Qian here, he can handle it." Her lips were stained with water, and crystal clear water droplets flowed down her chin. Yan Baiqing wiped it with his fingertips, not leaving her cheek, and lightly touched it. "Jing Yan launched a surprise attack and forced me to come forward to deal with it."

Chen Qing's neck was sore from stiffening, but he still couldn't avoid his touch. "Is it serious?"

"Do you want it to be serious?"

She thought for a moment, "He never meant to target you."

Yan Baiqing suddenly withdrew his hand and casually placed it on his knee, "Qing'er, at this point, talking about this would be a bit too obvious."

"You shouldn't blame him for the dispute between Mr. Yan and Mrs. Jiang, and the tragedy of the Yan family."

"Now it's not just the feud between the Yan family and the Jiang family." He finished speaking slowly, and after a few seconds of silence, he continued, "You are more worthy of a good fight with him than any other feud. I believe Jingyan thinks so too."

This was the first time Yan Baiqing expressed his inner thoughts.

These days, Chen Qing could feel his desire to get close and conquer as a man, but there was always a layer of window paper between them. Even though he had pressed her after drinking that day, he was not sober and there was no emotion involved, so it did not count.

She lowered her head and said lightly, "You and Old Director Yan made the same mistake. You mistook the desire to win for emotion."

Yan Baiqing neither admitted nor denied it, but stared at the messy hair on her collarbone in a trance.

"You've been approaching me since last year with a purpose: to understand me, and more importantly, to exact revenge on Meng Hongwen. There's no need for us to talk about feelings." Chen Qing stood up and walked towards the exit, following the shadows of the bamboo. "Bai Qing, you should be a gentleman. Don't let irrelevant people ruin you."

"You still don't understand."

Chen Qing stopped with his back to him, waited for a while, and then walked straight out.

The bamboo forest was silent at that moment.

Yan Baiqing stood still until the figure in his peripheral vision disappeared. He picked up the phone and left the club.

…

Jiang Jingyan caught up with Tang Xiaoming's car on Airport Avenue.

He was still a step too late when he arrived at the dock. All of Yan Baiqing's men on the cargo ship were secretly detained. When he arrived, Liang Jing was leading his men to evacuate.

The informant that Zheng Yuan took away from Huangjia International was restless and tight-lipped, and everyone was eagerly waiting for him.

Along the way, Fan Ruilin, Zheng Yuan, and Lian Zhuo called one after another to urge him, but he hung up all the calls.

Time was running out, so Jiang Jingyan sent a message to Tang Xiaoming, parked his car across the Pei family's car at the fork in the road, and strode forward.

"Wake up." Yuan Hui shook Chen Qing's arm.

She vomited twice after getting on the bus and felt very nauseous, but she felt much better after falling asleep.

Yuan Hui was considerate and lowered the car window without waiting for Jiang Jingyan to knock on the door.

"Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Jingyan nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Mrs. Pei. In the future, whether you or the Pei family need anything, please feel free to ask."

"Well, with my relationship with Chen Qing, it's a piece of cake."

He shifted his gaze to Chen Qing's face, his brows furrowed. "You do everything my mother says, and you turn a deaf ear to my words?"

Chen Qing pursed her lips, "If Driver Zhao doesn't—"

The man didn't give her a chance to explain. He put his hand behind her head, pulled her closer, and leaned in to kiss her.

"Young Master Xiao will follow you." His voice was hoarse, and he was obviously suppressing his emotions. "There's a Mr. Song in Wuhen Village. He's a local tyrant. You can ask him about Li Xiangli."

The case wanted to be retried, and the chain of evidence was almost complete. Jiang Jingyan asked her to go and ask, just to make her feel at ease.

Chen Qing was greedy for his breath, her nose close to his, and she couldn't stop sobbing, "You are not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the Chen family."

Jiang Jingyan kissed her cheeks and lips, biting and rubbing her lips.

The warm and cool tears pierced his heart. He rolled them into his mouth and teased her, "If I really couldn't bear to leave you alone, you would probably cry every day."

Chen Qing kept shaking his head, firm and persistent.

Tang Xiaoming looked at his watch and reminded from the driver's seat, "It's getting late."

Jiang Jingyan kissed her passionately and frankly. He gritted his teeth and straightened up. When he pulled his hand away, Chen Qing grabbed his sleeve.

Their eyes met in the dark night, and he forced himself to suppress the dull pain in his chest.

I wanted to say something, but when I opened my mouth, my throat felt like it was being scraped by a knife.

"Fulfill your charity performance diligently." Jiang Jingyan stroked the top of her head and then the area around the wound on her neck. "Mrs. Luo is still waiting to see the results."

"Be careful."

He smiled lazily, patted the car door, and stepped back, "Let's go."

Tang Xiaoming started the engine and turned onto the main road neatly.

Chen Qing leaned against the car window and looked back. The man's outline was strong and tough, and he still felt real under the flickering street light.

Jiang Jingyan's every move and gesture is extremely aggressive. People who are familiar with him are attracted to him, while those who are not familiar with him stay away from him.

Whenever he stood there, he always exuded a strong and arrogant aura.

He can keep his composure in any situation and no one can see him lose his composure.

Chen Qing blinked and pressed his palms against his lower abdomen.

No matter how uneasy she was, she had to keep the possibility of pregnancy a secret from Jiang Jingyan, otherwise, he would go crazy.