Chapter 133 The Landlord's Foolish Son

The streets of the port city are still bustling in early winter, and Jiang Tingwan wraps herself tightly in her windbreaker and walks among the crowd.

When she first arrived in this city half a year ago, although she said that she wanted to see how capable she was, she also wanted to use work to cover up her inner pain.

Today, Tingyue’s logo has covered most of the Jinshan Building, and the initial pain seems to have been diluted by time.

The smell of hospital disinfectant still seems to linger in my nose.

The deserted appearance of Song Zhi's ward inexplicably appeared in front of his eyes - no flowers, no relatives and friends visiting the patient, only the regular "beeping" sound of the electrocardiogram monitor.

She also understood at that time where his paranoia and strength came from.

If she were born in such a family, with her parents alienated and her brothers at odds with each other, she might not be able to do better than him.

The family infighting reminded her of someone...

The one who always seemed impeccable in front of her.

What was he thinking when he was also facing the internal strife of the family? Jiang Tingwan was inexplicably curious.

The phone screen lit up and went off, and his fingertips unconsciously lingered over Shen Guan's chat box for a long time.

Just as she was about to quit, the familiar name suddenly popped up on the caller ID.

The words "沉观" on the screen made her fingertips pause. Just as she was hesitating whether to answer the call, the call was automatically connected.

"Why, Mr. Jiang also has moments of indecision?" Shen Guan's voice came through the receiver, with the same teasing as always, "You typed and then deleted it, that's not like you."

Jiang Tingwan looked up at the stock market data jumping on the LED screen. This familiar voice made her feel like she was back in the days when she just returned to China: "I just suddenly want to know, how did you survive the internal strife in the Shen family back then?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds.

"Do you want to come back?" Shen Guan sighed and said slowly, "Come to my office and take another look at the photo."

The memory suddenly flashed back -

At that time, she found the photo of England playing the piano that was secretly taken in his office. The girl in the picture finally broke away from the gloom in the melody and smiled again.

He said it was because of her smile that made him feel that no matter how difficult the obstacle was, he could overcome it.

But when Chen Guan said this to her, their relationship was not as close as it is now, and Jiang Tingwan didn't take it to heart...

After all, at that time, she was only evaluating him and Lu Zhaoye, and wondering which one was more suitable for marriage. How could she have expected so many unexpected developments later...

Her heart softened for no reason.

So, what he meant was that the person who supported him through the internal strife was her?

"I thought Mr. Shen was lying to me." Jiang Tingwan touched the tip of his nose guiltily, thinking about how to change the subject.

Chen Guan smiled quietly, without exposing her thoughts or blaming her, and just asked leisurely, "When will you be back?"

Going back to Kyoto?

Jiang Tingwan looked up at the gray sky.

The temperature in the port city is not too cold in winter, but it is cloudy and rainy. As for Kyoto, it should be snowing heavily by now.

"Of course I will go back when I make enough money." She looked at the neon lights in the distance, and felt vaguely that her fate was wonderful - when she fled Kyoto, she never thought that she would experience so many things here, and be entangled with Wen Nian and Song Zhi.

"With Mr. Jiang's appetite," Shen Guan chuckled, "I'm afraid I can only pick you up in Hong Kong City in the future."

Jiang Tingwan was about to respond when she suddenly heard a vague English conversation from the other end of the phone: "Shen? The piano is ready."

She raised her eyebrows: "You are abroad?"

"Yes, Britain." Shen Guan seemed to be signing some documents, and there came the sound of papers turning and the rustling of pens signing.

"Working?" Jiang Tingwan followed up his question.

"Yes." Shen looked at the grand piano in front of her. On the lid of the piano was a photo of her playing it. "Work."

Making her happy is part of the job.

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In the office, Jiang Tingwan was looking through the quarterly report. Suddenly, she looked up as if she remembered something: "What is Ou Ya busy with recently?"

"What else can I do? Her mother's family recently recognized her." Zhou Luoyao handed over a cup of coffee and said with a smile, "The old man personally said that his granddaughter has been away from home for so many years, and it's time for her to go home."

Jiang Tingwan raised an eyebrow - back then, Ou Ya's mother rebelled against her family for love, and her mother's family was furious and severed ties with her, but now they were acting out a family drama.

"The old man is over 80 years old," Zhou Luoyao shrugged, "It's like this when people get old, they start to miss the past."

"That's right." Jiang Tingwan took a sip of coffee.

The Huo family, the Xie family, the Song family...the stories of these wealthy families are always surprisingly similar.

She couldn't help but smile when she thought of Ou Ya foolishly saying he wanted to protect her on the cruise ship.

This silly girl is always worried that she has no backing.

Given her personality, she probably wouldn't be willing to return to such a strange family. Could it be that she was trying to find a backer for them...

She gathered her thoughts, put down her coffee cup, and said to Zhou Luoyao in a serious tone, "Recently, all project processes must be more stringent, and there must be no mistakes."

The bloody turmoil of the Song family will sooner or later affect the business world, so she must prepare for it.

Zhou Luoyao nodded, and as if remembering something, she handed over a gold-stamped folder: "Wen Nian had someone send it here, saying he wants to invite you to dinner."

That’s right, until now Zhou Luoyao is not used to calling Wen Nian, “Mr. Wen”, or “Wen Nian”.

This kid is so rich but he's still pretending to be pitiful in front of them. I wonder what he'll be like now that he meets Lu Zhaoye?

Jiang Tingwan opened the document and almost choked on her tea - this was not a cooperation plan at all, it was clearly an attempt to give her money.

Wen Nian actually transferred 15% of the shares of the newly developed casino in Haocheng directly to Tingyue as commission. People who didn't know the situation thought that Tingyue had made great contributions to this project.

This guy is really the stupid son of a landlord...

Jiang Tingwan held her forehead and murmured, but of course she would not refuse such a good thing of giving money. While thinking, she picked up her phone and sent a message:

[Son, where are we going to eat? ]

After she sent it, she began to think again, Wen Nian was squandering the family fortune like this, and the Wen family didn't care?

When I lowered my head again, the other party had replied in seconds:

【？ 】

Question mark? Jiang Tingwan raised her eyebrows. What did it mean to send her a question mark?

The next second, Wen Nian's message came again.

[Come to my house, can you, sister?]

Then came another one:

[Sister, do you like to be called like this now? 】

[Should I also change my name? ]

What's the name? Jiang Tingwan then realized something was wrong.

Looking up, she actually interrupted her previous thoughts and what she wanted to say!

Jiang Tingwan snapped her phone shut and closed her eyes, unwilling to face it again. She turned to her assistant and said:

"Get the car ready and go home.