Chapter 29 Chapter 29 "I want to take him away."...

There was nothing in the room, so Jiang Mian didn't dare to do anything rash.

After venting his anger, Qiao Yu cried for a while, and then fell asleep when he was tired.

Jiang Mian didn't sleep, he stayed by Qiao Yu's side and wiped her tears.

He couldn't sleep either, so he just watched, his mind felt empty, and as he watched, dawn came.

It was dawn and Qiao Yu was about to leave.

Jiang Mian's fingertips stroked the other person's moist eyebrows and eyes, stopped at the pink scar at the end of the eye, and touched it gently.

Her brows were furrowed, her eyelashes drooped, casting shadows in her eyes, and her originally gentle gaze slowly became darker.

He still looked like this, but his expression was heavy. After a moment, he closed his eyes and exhaled lightly.

There were countless missed calls on his phone. Jiang Mian sat on the edge of the bed, scrolling through them one by one with his thumb.

Feeling bored, he tilted his head to look at Qiao Yu again, paused for a moment, and picked up the phone again.

Qiao Yu was a light sleeper and woke up when he felt the bed beside him become lighter.

When I opened my eyes, I heard the door closing. Jiang Mian went out.

Qiao Yu lay down for a while, thinking about what happened last night, raised his hand and touched his body, put on his pajamas properly, and sat up again. He didn't feel any discomfort.

Not knowing what time it was, he got out of bed and opened the curtains. It was a foggy morning, the morning light was hidden in the clouds, revealing his tiredness.

Qiao Yu changed into her own clothes and left the bedroom. Jiang Mian was on the phone - on the phone again. Qiao Yu sneered.

"woke up?"

Seeing Qiao Yu coming out, Jiang Mian immediately hung up the call.

Qiao Yu walked straight to the sofa, picked up his schoolbag, turned around and walked towards the door.

Jiang Mian didn't stop him. He had a hunch, and sure enough, the door was locked.

"Ayu, I'm talking to you."

Qiao Yu stood at the entrance and turned around: "I want to go out."

"Have a meal," Jiang Mian came over and took off his schoolbag, "You didn't eat last night."

Qiao Yu didn't want to eat this meal, but looking at Jiang Mian's expression, he had to eat it.

His toiletries were placed in the bathroom, and Jiang Mian even came over and gave him a toothpaste.

Qiao Yu washed his face and looked at himself in the mirror, looking a little disheveled.

His eyes were red, his hair was messy, and his lower lip was broken, the wound stained a darker shade of crimson than his lips.

When he unzipped his collar, there were still kiss marks and teeth marks on his collarbone.

Whether in the past or now, Jiang Mian is like a dog and likes to leave his mark on him.

Qiao Yu quickly tidied himself up and digested his emotions at the same time.

He sat back at the dining table, picked up half a bowl of rice porridge, and poured it into his stomach with his head tilted back.

He was in a hurry to leave and ate quickly.

"I'm going to leave Huaicheng for a while recently." Jiang Mian said.

Qiao Yu ate his meal and pretended not to hear.

"If you don't want to live here, then you can live on campus. I'll ask Aunt Sun to take you in. There's no question about it."

Qiao Yu put down the spoon: "It doesn't matter what you do to me, just don't touch grandma."

Jiang Mian looked over in surprise: "Who do you think I am? It's safer for grandma to live here."

Jiang Mian wanted to keep the matter between him and Qiao Yu a secret at first.

But after hiding it for a while, he found that he couldn't hide it at all. His father had known about it for a long time but had just kept it to himself and hadn't done anything about it.

So now he has changed his mind. Since he can't hide it, he might as well protect him. It's better for his grandma to protect him at home. But Qiao Yu and Jiang Mian are afraid that he will run around.

Jiang Mian expressed these concerns.

He said everything he could, and he didn't want to have too many problems with Qiao Yu.

But Qiao Yu didn't feel very touched.

"I'll be fine if you separate from me."

Jiang Mian just smiled and said, "Since I'm here."

Qiao Yu added: "Why should I take these risks?"

Across the corner of the table, Jiang Mian looked at him: "Ayu, let's talk properly."

Qiao Yu said: "I have been talking to you nicely."

At this moment, the two of them looked at each other calmly, both of them were calm and seemed quite rational.

But it was more difficult for Jiang Mian to accept drawing a line rationally than going crazy and losing control.

He could feel that Qiao Yu was really leaving.

"Okay," Jiang Mian lowered his head again, "Then don't leave."

At first, Qiao Yu didn't quite understand what "don't go" meant.

But when Jiang Mian finished cleaning up the dishes and sat down on the sofa as if nothing had happened, he gradually began to realize that this "don't leave" really meant he couldn't leave.

"You're locking me up?" Qiao Yu asked doubtfully.

Jiang Mian lowered his eyes and looked at his phone: "Didn't you say that I would have to break your legs and tie them here?"

He thought about it and changed his words: "I can't bear to break my legs, and I can't bear to tie them up either. Let's just leave it like this, it will save us some trouble."

Qiao Yu couldn't believe it: "Jiang Mian, do you know what you are doing?"

"Yes," Jiang Mian put away his phone, "I know everything I did."

He just sat there, crossing his legs and leaning lazily on the sofa.

He raised his eyes slightly and looked at Qiao Yu.

This kind of Jiang Mian made Qiao Yu feel particularly unfamiliar. Although he could always clearly feel that Jiang Mian was different from the past, this was the first time he saw such a direct contrast.

Even though the position of the eye contact was lower than that of the other, the absolute authority beneath the casualness seemed to be revealed through the light tone of his voice.

After listening to Jiang Mian's words, Qiao Yu didn't think he could leave the room at all, and the fact was just as he thought: Jiang Mian locked him up.

He asked for a week's sick leave for Qiao Yu at school, and Zhou Shuhe called to ask him what was going on.

After thinking about it, Qiao Yu decided to just fool around and not let the other party get involved.

He sat on the corner of the sofa with his arms folded: "Is it interesting?"

"Yes," Jiang Mian smiled, "I feel at ease when I see you."

Qiao Yu didn't say anything, Jiang Mian continued to talk to himself: "In the past, you were angry with me for no more than a day. Ah Yu, why are you so hard to appease now?"

Qiao Yu said coldly: "You have lost your memory, but you still remember the past?"

Jiang Mian leaned over and put his finger on his temple. "My memory didn't come back all at once. I've been slowly remembering the past."

"But we are no longer the same as we used to be," said Qiao Yu.

"Why not?" Jiang Mian asked.

Qiao Yu replied: "I am not."

Jiang Mian closed his eyes, leaned back on the sofa, and refused to continue communicating.

Qiao Yu sneered and changed the subject.

"Lock me up for a week, and then what?"

Jiang Mian said indifferently: "We'll talk about it when the time comes."

Qiao Yu calmed down and looked at Jiang Mian for a while.

Then he got up, went into the bedroom, and closed the door with a bang.

The house was on the 22nd floor. Qiao Yu glanced downstairs and decided not to take any risks.

If Jiang Mian had to wait for a week, he would wait for a week as well.

He didn't believe that this man could really stay in Huaicheng, and he also wanted to see what kind of monsters Jiang Mian could create in a week.

As a result, the next day, the person watching him was replaced by Luo Hao.

The other party said to Qiao Yu with a sad face: "I have a big family to support, please don't make things difficult for me, Brother Qiao."

It was the first time that Qiao Yu was called Brother Qiao.

He said nothing and went back to his room.

That night, he took the key and secretly opened the door, but was invited back in by two big men in the corridor.

"What on earth do you want to do?" Qiao Yu called Jiang Mian, "Jiang Mian, stop it!"

"Ayu," Jiang Mian's voice was unrecognisable, "I just want you to listen to me."

Keep your distance from others and stay in school until he finishes all the work.

In no more than a year, they will return to their previous lives.

"I am a person, not your object. I have my own life. Can you respect that?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and then Jiang Mian's low voice rang out, as if jokingly, with a slight smile: "But I'm scared."

He was afraid that Qiao Yu would be targeted by the Jiang family, and he was also afraid that Qiao Yu would really leave.

He was too afraid of too many things, and only when he held Qiao Yu in his arms would he feel a little more at ease.

"Let me out now, immediately," Qiao Yu said, without any mercy, and his voice became heavier. "Jiang Mian, you don't want me to jump off the 22nd floor, do you?"

Whether when he said this or before he said this, Qiao Yu never thought of joking with his own life.

He still has his grandmother to take care of, and he values ​​his life more than anyone else.

What he said to Jiang Mian was just a symbolic threat, but he didn't expect that this threat would be so effective. As soon as he hung up the phone, Luo Hao let him go.

In the middle of the night, Qiao Yu returned home with three men following her.

Aunt Sun heard the noise and got up to check what was going on. She was quite surprised to see Qiao Yu: "Didn't you go to Beijing City to play with Xiao Mian?"

In Aunt Sun's eyes, Jiang Mian was still a good man. Qiao Yu didn't intend to waste time talking to break this impression. He just casually said, "I came back early," went into the house, washed up, and went to bed.

The next day when he went to school, he vaguely felt someone following him.

After twisting his head all the way, he finally found one of the brothers who carried him back to the house from the corridor yesterday: "Are you the ones Jiang Mian arranged to follow me?"

The eldest brother was like a mute and didn't say a word no matter what Qiao Yu said.

So what? Qiao Yu thought.

He turned around and went back to school, scanning the surroundings and paying careful attention, but there was nothing unusual.

However, he still kept Jiang Mian's previous words in mind. Although the truth of it was uncertain, he would rather believe it than not. Even for his grandma, he couldn't let anything unexpected happen.

But the two big brothers are really eye-catching.

Tall guys with muscular bodies are rare to begin with, let alone in a small place like Huaicheng where everyone knows each other wherever they go. Anyone would pay a second attention to two strangers who do nothing all day.

Ji Zhongyuan asked Qiao Yu about this, but Qiao Yu was afraid that the other party would worry, so he just said that Jiang Mian was afraid that he would run away.

Ji Zhongyuan nodded with a complicated expression: "Xiao Yu, are you still going to give him a chance?"

Qiao Yu lowered her eyes and didn't really want to complain to Ji Zhongyuan.

That's useless.

As long as Jiang Mian is determined, neither I nor Ji Zhongyuan can do anything to him.

"Brother Yuan, don't worry about these things."

If the Jiang family really targeted him because of Jiang Mian, Ji Zhongyuan would definitely not be able to sit still.

He had already troubled Ji Zhongyuan to go to Beijing once, and he couldn't trouble him again. Qiao Yu didn't have the nerve to do that, and couldn't repay the favor.

"Did he force you again?" Ji Zhongyuan asked.

"No," Qiao Yu shook his head. "Brother Yuan, don't worry. Jiang Mian won't really do anything to me. If anything happens, I will find a way to call the police."

Ji Zhongyuan looked at him, hesitating for a long time, and finally said: "Xiaoyu, you don't have to work so hard--"

"Brother Yuan, I'm sorry," Qiao Yu interrupted him quickly, "I really owe you too much. I can't trouble you anymore."

"Xiao Yu——"

"I'm sorry, Brother Yuan."

He interrupted again.

This was really rude. Qiao Yu clenched his fists, his palms full of sweat.

"Can't it be me?"

After a moment of silence, Ji Zhongyuan spoke out bluntly.

Qiao Yu raised his head suddenly, his eyes widened.

I've made it so obvious, why did you still... say it out loud?

Ji Zhongyuan frowned: "I don't mean anything else, I just feel bad for you, so that you can think of me when you can't bear it anymore, and know that there is someone behind you who is willing to cover for you."

Qiao Yu's lips were trembling after hearing this. He lowered his head, wishing he could sink into the dirt: "Brother Yuan, Brother Yuan, I beg you..."

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It took Qiao Yu a long time to recover after Ji Zhongyuan left.

Is he stunned? ? I sat on the edge of the bed in a daze for a long time.

Aunt Sun asked him if he wanted to take a shower and if he had any clean clothes.

Qiao Yu finally came back to his senses.

Aunt Sun has been staying over to keep us company these past few days. She didn't want to do this, but Jiang Mian paid her too much.

Qiao Yu had no way to get the money back, and Jiang Mian had done a lot of things that he could not do anything about.

Qiao Yu responded to Aunt Sun and wanted to say that he had already washed.

But soon there was a knock on the door and Qiao Yu jumped up from the bed, fearing that Ji Zhongyuan had returned.

However, when the door opened, two strange men in suits stood outside.

"Qiao Yu," one of them said with a polite smile, "Please come with us."

Qiao Yu was shocked, but quickly realized what was going on.

"Who is it?" Aunt Sun, still holding the laundry detergent in her hand, looked at the two tall and strong men outside the door and asked warily, "Xiao Yu, do you know him?"

The smiling man glanced at her sideways, and Qiao Yu immediately took a step forward to block his gaze.

"I know her." Qiao Yu said to Aunt Sun in the room, "You wash the clothes first."

Aunt Sun said "Oh" half-doubtfully and went back with the laundry detergent.

"You are from the Jiang family."

Qiao Yu's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his hand holding the door handle was slightly sweaty.

His brain thought rapidly in just a few seconds, and he felt that Jiang Mian had to know about this matter no matter what.

"Yes," the man said without any intention of hiding anything, "the master wants to see you."

The two men were very polite and came to invite us openly.

Although this invitation is a bit strong, it should not be considered kidnapping?

Qiao Yu put on his coat and took his cell phone. He was not so blatant and only dared to send a message to Jiang Mian on the way, saying that his father had taken him away.

There's no movement over there. I don't know what they're doing.

After getting into the car, Qiao Yu tried to look through the window for the two big brothers.

However, he didn't find it until the car drove away.

Qiao Yu sat in the car for a long time. He remembered the road at the beginning, but in the end he didn't know where he was going.

The car parked in the underground parking lot, they took the elevator, and then boarded the private plane.

Qiao Yu was the only passenger on the plane. The flight attendant brought him slippers and a blanket, and soon brought him dinner.

Qiao Yu touches everything.

After a while, the flight attendant brought an eye mask and a pillow, and finally asked him if he wanted to turn off the lights.

Qiao Yu didn't let him lock his eyes and kept them open until dawn.

The last time he took a plane was five years ago when he went to Beijing to visit Jiang Mian. It was a long journey, but it only took a few hours.

But this time he flew for a very long time, probably because he went abroad.

Qiao Yu has not gone abroad yet.

This feeling of being manipulated at will made Qiao Yu feel that his life was worthless. Under the absolute dominance of the Jiang family, he was so insignificant that he didn't even have a chance to resist.

When the sun rose, Qiao Yu still didn't touch the next day's breakfast.

Although he felt that since Jiang Mian's father was willing to come all the way to pick him up, he would not poison him on the way.

But out of disgust in his heart, he just didn't want to touch anything belonging to the Jiang family.

He got off the plane at 9:30 in the morning.

Different from the summer in Huaicheng, it feels like autumn here and is a little chilly.

Qiao Yu took some time to pack up several emails that she had written overnight and sent them to Zhou Shuhe's mailbox. Among them were ones to Aunt Sun, one to Grandma, one to the tutor, and some to Ji Zhongyuan and Jiang Mian.

Zhou Shuhe is a lazy guy and only cleans out his mailbox once every few months.

If I can come back safely, I will use Zhou Shuhe's computer to intercept the email.

If he can't get back...when Zhou Shuhe finds the email, he will probably forward it to different people as he requested.

Qiao Yu was a little scared.

He almost cried when he wrote the email last night.

But it’s a little better now, because he is about to meet the person who he couldn’t see even if he tried his best five years ago.

Some of his hatred was for Jiang Mian who almost died outside as a teenager.

Qiao Yu didn't want to show weakness in front of these people.

The doors opened several times and the elevators went in several rounds.

After going around in circles for a long time, Qiao Yu finally met Jiang Mian's biological father.

“Here I am.”

Mr. Jiang's voice was turbid, as if he had phlegm in his mouth, and you could tell he was old.

He was wearing a black cotton Tang suit. He was thinner than Qiao Yu had imagined. He had a slightly hunched back and his eyesight was a little bad. He was sitting on a bench with his eyes squinted in the sun.

The people who brought Qiao Yu in all retreated, leaving only one person guarding Mr. Jiang.

Qiao Yu took a deep breath and steadied his voice: "You are Jiang Mian's biological father."

"Not bad," the old man laughed, and patted the armrest with his right hand, "You are quite brave."

The people around him immediately bent over to help him, but the old man waved his hand and the man stood back up.

This scene reminded Qiao Yu of the old emperor in the TV series and the eunuch beside him.

"Come closer," the old man said, "let me see."

Qiao Yu took a few steps forward and stood in the sunlight from the shadows.

"Looks... not bad." The old man looked up at the people around him, "right?"

The man said politely, "Yes."

This feeling of being watched like an animal was not a good one. Qiao Yu frowned and asked, "Why did you call me here?"

"No hurry," the old man smiled kindly, "wait until they all come over."

Qiao Yu didn't know who the old man was referring to as "they", but he didn't ask. Even if he knew, it would be useless.

But he guessed it might be Jiang Mian, and then he forced Jiang Mian to separate from him in front of him. Such a bloody plot?

Qiao Yu felt that it was not that troublesome at all. As long as the old man put in some effort to detain Jiang Mian, he would not continue to pester him like he did five years ago.

He was thinking about all sorts of things while basking in the sun with the old man for a while.

About half an hour later, one of "them" arrived.

Qiao Yu recognized that face; he had seen it in Beijing five years ago.

Jiang Jinhua glanced at Qiao Yu, not paying much attention, and stopped in front of Mr. Jiang: "Brother."

"Are we here?" Old Master Jiang raised one eyelid. "Are you the only one here?"

Jiang Jinhua said respectfully: "Xiao Mian will be here in a moment."

Jiang Mian is here too.

Qiao Yu couldn't help but sit up straight.

"What is this kid doing?"

Mr. Jiang stood up tremblingly, and Jiang Jinhua immediately supported him: "It's Miss Qin's call. Young people who are engaged are more clingy."

Qiao Yu originally wanted to stand up, but as soon as Jiang Jinhua's words came out, it was like a bomb dropped on him, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

"You can't keep an eye on him?" Mr. Jiang joked.

"There's nothing to worry about," Jiang Jinhua said, "Xiao Mian has grown up."

Qiao Yu sat there until the person who was originally standing next to the old man came over to invite him.

He seemed to wake up from a dream, pressed the bench with his hand, stood up and followed.

They entered the living room, which had a ceiling more than three meters high, and their words echoed.

Jiang Mian was standing by the sofa waiting. When he saw them coming, his eyes were fixed on Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu followed Jiang Jinhua and only glanced at Jiang Mian before looking away.

His heart was in a mess because of Jiang Jinhua's words "engaged". If Mr. Jiang really intended to break them up, he would be the first to compromise and get out first.

"Have you coaxed your wife?" Grandpa Jiang asked him.

Jiang Mian said nothing and did not withdraw his gaze from Qiao Yu because of this sentence.

"Still looking?" Mr. Jiang walked over to the sofa and sat down, "Not a single hair is missing!"

Qiao Yu had already walked to Jiang Mian's side at this time. Jiang Mian's eyes swept across Qiao Yu's exposed skin and looked straight into his eyes.

After making sure that not a single hair was missing, he reached out and pulled Qiao Yu behind him.

"Take him down."

Qiao Yu was very disgusted by Jiang Mian's touch, but he did not get angry.

In this battlefield where gods are fighting, perhaps only Jiang Mian will protect him, a little kid whose life is worthless.

"Right here." The old man said with a smile.

"So nervous?" Jiang Jinhua also joked, "Really——"

His words stopped abruptly.

The barrel of the gun in Jiang Mian's hand was pointed at him with a dark hole.

"What are you doing?!" Jiang Jinhua was obviously panicked.

Qiao Yu was also shocked. He had never seen that thing before, nor had he experienced such a scene.

The plot, which only happens in TV dramas, was too dramatic. He was pulled back several steps before he reacted.

Mr. Jiang narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

The next second, Jiang Mian removed the magazine and a few bullets fell out with a clang.

He put the one in his hand in it, turned it around and closed it, then before anyone could react, he pointed it at his temple.

"Bang--"

One gunshot was heard, no one was injured.

Qiao Yu's heart stopped and his ears started ringing.

He just stood there, and for a moment he thought he was the one who died.

"Three shots." Jiang Mian looked at Grandpa Jiang steadily.

"Bang--"

The second time, still no one was injured.

"Jiang Mian!!!"

Qiao Yu finally reacted and rushed forward regardless of anything.

Unfortunately, before he could take a step forward, he was grabbed by the person who had been waiting behind him.

"Jiang Mian! Jiang Mian! Jiang Mian!!!"

The language system was paralyzed at this moment, and Qiao Yu could not say anything except shouting this name.

Jiang Mian turned around and looked at Qiao Yu deeply, then turned around and closed his eyes.

"Bang--"

Qiao Yu shuddered violently.

He knelt on the ground, curled up with his head in his hands.

Dare not look.

"Heh." He heard a short chuckle.

Then, Jiang Mian turned the gun and pointed it at Jiang Jinhua.

Jiang Jinhua's eyes were filled with fear, and he subconsciously looked at Old Master Jiang: "Brother..."

"Bang--"

A second before the shot was fired, the muzzle deviated a fraction of a second.

Jiang Jinhua covered his head and dodged, and the sofa next to him exploded.

"Good," Mr. Jiang smiled, "You are worthy of being my offspring."

Jiang Mian threw the gun away and said expressionlessly: "I want to take him away."