After Jiang Zhixing's affair was exposed, he stopped maintaining his usual aloofness and coldness, and kept a cold face all day, as if someone owed him millions.
He Xiao didn't hide himself when he did this; he even went up to Jiang Zhixing to seek attention when Jiang was in a particularly bad mood.
"Do you know who gave me this information?" He Xiao said with a half-smile, "You have a terrible eye for people. None of your lackeys are loyal. They confessed everything with just a little coercion and enticement."
After saying that, he looked up at him, as if he wanted to see Jiang Zhixing's angry expression.
Suddenly I understand why Jiang Zhixing always liked to hang around in front of him, trying to provoke him.
It's really satisfying to see your arch-enemy angry, furious, and helpless against you.
Jiang Zhixing gave him a cold look: "And then? What else do you want to say?"
He never had any expectations of those who were bought off with money.
His family is rich, so nothing will happen to him. That's his confidence. Even He Xiao can only teach him a lesson verbally or physically.
Their current small-scale antics will not affect the long-term interests of the family.
He Xiao was a little disappointed that he didn't see any expression on his face. He looked at him for a while and sneered, "You're quite good at pretending, hehe, let's see how long you can keep up this act."
Jiang Zhixing withdrew his gaze, his eyes revealing an unreadable emotion. As He Xiao brushed past him, he whispered, "Aren't you curious why I'm only targeting you?"
He Xiao stopped, thought for a moment, and said, "Because I beat you up when I was a kid? And made you cry?"
"Fool." Jiang Zhixing's lips curled slightly, his eyes full of sarcasm. "I thought you had become smarter... Heh, nothing special."
He left with the air of a victor, and He Xiao watched his retreating figure, his eyes as black as ink.
Just as he had guessed, Jiang Yanxin was targeting him, and Jiang Zhixing was nothing more than a pawn in her game.
What exactly is Jiang Yanxin's purpose in doing this?
He Xiao turned around and saw Shen Linyue standing not far behind him. He paused for a second and quickly stepped forward.
"When did you get back?" the boy asked, his eyes lowered, his previous sharp and confrontational demeanor completely gone.
Shen Linyue looked closely at his features, opened her mouth but didn't say what was on her mind, and shook her head slightly: "You just got back, what were you and Jiang Zhixing talking about?"
"It's nothing, we were just testing each other." He Xiao handed her the milk tea from his desk: "Here you go."
Shen Linyue paused, somewhat surprised: "I'm curious how you bought milk tea at school."
"It's a secret." The boy smiled mysteriously.
Shen Linyue: "..."
...
The Jiang family home was quiet at night.
Strangely, the Jiang family home, which should have been brightly lit, turned off its lights early in the evening, with only a few wall lamps emitting a faint glow throughout the villa.
Jiang Zhixing paused for a second before walking upstairs as if nothing had happened. As he passed his mother's door, he vaguely heard arguing coming from inside.
The mother's voice was loud, almost drowning out another, deeper voice.
Although he spoke very softly, he still managed to guess who it was.
"I've been doing what you're supposed to do, but why do you keep taking advantage of Ah Xing?!"
"Do you know what He Liyu said to me today? He told you that he never gave up on He Xiao. Aren't you satisfied?"
"From now on, don't contact A-Xing in private. He's going to inherit the Jiang family business in the future, and I don't want him to use all sorts of dirty tricks to achieve his goals!"
Another argument broke out inside. The man's voice was so low that he couldn't hear him clearly. Jiang Zhixing stood quietly outside the door for a while, and then prepared to leave two minutes later.
Just as I turned around, the bedroom door behind me was suddenly pulled open from the inside.
Jiang Jinyu paused for a second after touching him, then returned to normal, a faint smile on his face as always, but this time, there was no warmth in his eyes.
"You're back?"
“Uncle Jiang,” Jiang Zhixing said without changing his expression, then looked up at his mother, pursed his lips, and said nothing.
Jiang Yanxin looked at him, her brows furrowed slightly, but she coldly said to Jiang Jinyu, "Weren't you leaving? Aren't you leaving yet?"
Jiang Jinyu paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping across her face with an ambiguous look before he quickly left.
Only the mother and son remained on the spot. Jiang Zhixing opened his mouth and whispered, "Mother."
Jiang Yanxin stared at him for a long time without saying a word. She carefully examined his eyebrows and eyes, and they looked more and more alike. The father and son looked more and more alike.
"Didn't I warn you last time not to do anything pointless?" she asked in a hoarse voice, a hint of obsession in her eyes.
Jiang Zhixing paused for a moment; the few words he had overheard were enough for him to understand everything.
But he didn't seem to want to continue to follow the rules and pretend to be well-behaved. Perhaps it would be good to rebel occasionally, he chuckled to himself.
"Yes, why are you unhappy about what I'm doing?" He looked directly into her eyes, his expression devoid of emotion. "I know, you and Uncle Jiang want them dead."
His voice was deep and guttural, like a devil's whisper. Jiang Yanxin's pupils contracted slightly, and she looked at him abruptly, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"You heard that? Last time at the hotel?!" Her voice suddenly rose and became somewhat shrill.
“Yes, I’m just doing what you’re planning to do, so why are you not satisfied?” Jiang Zhixing smiled.
Jiang Yanxin suddenly looked at him, her eyes filled with turbulent emotions. She raised her hand with trembling hands, and under Jiang Zhixing's expectant gaze, she suddenly delivered a palm strike, "slap—" hitting him squarely in the face.
"I think you've gone mad! I raised you to inherit the family business, not to... to..." She trembled, unable to speak, her eyes red-rimmed: "Was it Jiang Jinyu who made you do this? Was it him?!"
Jiang Zhixing's face was slightly turned away by the slap, and it took him a long time to raise his hand and touch his face in a daze.
It hurt a lot, so much so that he felt numb. It was different from before. This time, he felt no resentment or anger. Why was that?
"I don't understand what you're saying..." Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Yanxin suddenly rushed up and hugged him.
He called him in a very low voice, "Ah Xing, Ah Xing..."
Jiang Zhixing stiffened slightly, but still raised his hand and pushed her out.
"Mom, it seems like you've never guided me in the right way. Why do you always find fault with others?" After saying this, he turned and walked towards his room.
He was very tall and thin, and quickly blended into the darkness.
Jiang Yanxin stared blankly as he disappeared, and for a moment she felt her hands and feet turn cold and she couldn't breathe.
...
Jiang Zhixing had taken leave and hadn't come for several days, and He Xiao grumbled in her ear with dissatisfaction.
"Tsk, does he know how powerful I am and want to avoid contact with me?"
Shen Linyue paused slightly as she worked on her homework, glancing at He Xiao's profile: "Perhaps he's plotting an even bigger revenge against you."
He Xiao actually started to think about the possibility. He didn't say anything, but Su Xiao held up her phone and looked at him in surprise.
"Jiang Yanxin seems to be sick. What's wrong with her family?"
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