Chapter 106: If you don’t want others to know, then don’t do it yourself

Lin Yi drove the car steadily, his tone calm.

"According to records, Miss Gu has visited the old house three times recently."

"Every time, I met with Mr. Jiang Dongwei."

This is no longer a hint, but an explicit statement.

A cold gleam of mockery flashed across Jiang Yan's eyes.

His nominal father.

He thought that if the company was to be seized, at least the fight would be open and aboveboard.

I didn't expect that he would only use such shady and dark methods that cannot be seen in the light.

Really, you are becoming more and more like a rat in the gutter.

"Go to the old house."

There was no emotion in the man's voice, but it carried a sense of oppression as if a storm was about to come.

Lin nodded.

He took out the crucial USB drive from his pocket and handed it to the back seat without looking back.

"Boss Jiang, this is physical evidence."

The car started and Jiang Yanbai sat in the back seat without saying a word.

He just held the cold USB drive tightly.

Jiang Dongwei.

That man once again refreshed his understanding of despicableness.

It’s time to have a good talk this time!

The Jiang family's old house.

The car slowly stopped.

Jiang Yanbai pushed open the car door and walked straight into the living room with a cold look on his face.

The living room was brightly lit.

As soon as he stepped through the door, he saw a heartwarming scene of a loving father and a filial son.

Jiang Dongwei was sitting in the main seat on the sofa, smiling as he watched Jiang Jinnian making tea beside him.

The aroma of tea wafts through the air and the atmosphere is harmonious.

Seeing Jiang Yanbai coming in, Jiang Jinnian paused holding the teacup.

He had his usual dandy smile on his face, but his tone was a bit gloating.

"Oh, this is a rare visitor."

"Why did you come here uninvited today when you have time?"

Jiang Yanbai didn't even look at him.

His gaze passed Jiang Jinnian and fell directly on Jiang Dongwei's hypocritical face.

He walked to the sofa opposite Jiang Dongwei and sat down, crossing his legs with a cold and arrogant attitude.

"There are some things we need to talk about."

His eyes then swept over Jiang Jinnian, who was in the way, with an undisguised look of expulsion.

"Look, do you want him to be there?"

The smile on Jiang Jinnian's face froze for a moment, then he stood up laughing.

"You two have something important to discuss, so I won't bother you here."

He put down the teacup, looked at Jiang Dongwei meaningfully, turned and left the living room.

The living room suddenly became quiet.

The smile on Jiang Dongwei's face also disappeared completely.

"Why are you here?"

"Have you thought things through for the company? Or... have you thought things through for your mother?"

Jiang Yanbai didn't answer.

He raised his hand.

Bang!

He slammed the USB drive heavily on the mahogany coffee table.

"You should be familiar with this thing, right?"

Jiang Dongwei's eyelids twitched, but his expression remained calm.

He didn't even look down at the USB drive.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Jiang Yanbai curled the corners of his mouth and sneered coldly.

"Using such despicable and shameful means."

"Only you can do this!"

He slammed the table and stood up suddenly.

"How dare you! Who gave you the guts to speak to me like that?"

Faced with his thundering rage, Jiang Yanbai simply leaned back slowly on the sofa and even chuckled.

That laughter was full of mockery.

“If you don’t want others to know, don’t do it yourself.”

"This time, I can pretend it never happened."

He raised his eyes, his deep pupils filled with resentment.

"But, there better not be a next time."

Jiang Dongwei's chest heaved violently.

He stared at the unruly son in front of him, and suddenly, all his anger subsided.

He sat down again, his posture oppressive, and spoke slowly.

"Are you threatening me?"

His voice was soft, but it accurately hit Jiang Yanbai's only weak spot.

"Don't you want to know your mother's whereabouts?"

Mother.

These two words are a scar on Jiang Yanbai's heart that will never heal.

It is also the sharpest knife in Jiang Dongwei's hand.

Jiang Yanbai slowly lowered his crossed hands.

His gaze penetrated the dim light and fixed directly on Jiang Dongwei's face.

"The company is the company, and my mother is my mother."

"If you insist on fighting to the death, I will fight you to the end."

The voice was flat, yet more weighty than any roar.

The corner of Jiang Dongwei's eye twitched.

The Jiang Yanbai in front of him is no longer the soft persimmon that could be easily manipulated.

The natural sense of oppression from him even made him feel threatened.

This wolf cub, when it grows up, will bite its owner.

Jiang Dongwei leaned back on the sofa, his posture relaxed, and a hypocritical smile appeared on his face.

"I just wanted Baozhu to test your vigilance."

"Now it seems that you have done a good job, so I feel relieved."

Jiang Yanbai let out a very light sneer.

"Do you think I will believe your explanation?"

He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees.

"I advise you not to have such thoughts again."

"Otherwise, I don't mind taking action against your company."

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Dongwei suddenly laughed softly.

The laughter echoed in the empty living room, full of mockery.

"Young man, don't talk big."

"If you have the time, you should think about how to survive the crisis facing your own company."

He picked up the tea and blew on it slowly.

"Your unyielding spirit is so much like your mother's."

Jiang Yanbai's hands, which were clenched on his knees, suddenly tightened, and the joints bulged.

Jiang Dongwei seemed not to notice the change in his expression and continued on his own.

"When I see you, I always think of her."

"If she hadn't been so stubborn, she wouldn't have wanted to be my mistress..."

He paused, drank the cup of tea, and then completed the second half of the sentence with a regretful tone.

"Now, I won't end up missing."

Jiang Yanbai clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the mahogany coffee table in front of him.

"I told you not to mention her again!"

His eyes instantly flashed with a terrifying and dangerous light.

"You've been searching for so many years, but there's not even a trace of her whereabouts."

He took a step closer, the sound coming out from between his teeth.

"Tell me, is she...still alive?"

Seeing him on the verge of collapse, Jiang Dongwei instead showed a relaxed and contented expression.

He spread his hands with a wicked smile on his face.

"Who can say for sure?"

Jiang Yanbai's chest heaved violently, and the last bit of calmness in his eyes was completely shattered by these light words.

He growled.

"Then give me all the information about her!"

"I'll find it myself!"

The hypocritical smile on Jiang Dongwei's face disappeared, leaving only cold indifference.

He looked at his son who was about to lose control as if he was watching a joke.

As I grow up, my wings become stronger.

Do you really think you can get what you want from me with this attitude?

Jiang Yanbai's fists were clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound, and the bloodshot in his eyes faded.

He understood the mockery in Jiang Dongwei's eyes.