Chapter 322 No matter how big the matter, safety must come first.
"Madam, it's so late, where are you going?"
When Butler Fei saw that Ji Ying was about to go out, he quickly asked her what was wrong.
Ji Ying didn't say anything, she just kept walking out.
Butler Fei immediately jogged a few steps to block her way, while simultaneously signaling to the nearby bodyguards to hurry and find Jiang Ran.
“Madam, it’s chilly at night. You’re dressed so lightly. If you catch a cold, your husband will worry.”
"Don't stop me."
Ji Ying's voice was devoid of any emotion, but her words conveyed displeasure.
Butler Fei smiled, "I'm not stopping you, please put on some more clothes before you go."
Ji Ying put on a trench coat, and Jiang Ran arrived and drove her car over.
Ji Ying opened the driver's side door, "I'll drive."
Jiang Ran was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously let go of the steering wheel.
Knowing Ji Ying's temperament, she knew that any attempt to dissuade her would be futile, so she silently moved to the passenger seat and quickly fastened her seatbelt.
In the darkness, the car sped off like an arrow released from a bow.
Jiang Ran glanced at the address on the navigation device and immediately understood it.
Could it be that Mr. Liang was having an affair in the capital?
The strong push-back sensation made her involuntarily grab the handrail on the roof. Looking at Ji Ying's serious face, she tried to ease the atmosphere with a lighthearted tone.
"Sister Ying, please take it easy. No matter how big the problem is, safety should always come first."
Ji Ying seemed not to hear, and did not ease off the accelerator at all.
A dozen minutes later, the car made a sharp drift and parked in the parking space in front of "Jingque".
Jiang Ran breathed a sigh of relief, "Sister Ying, your driving skills have improved."
Ji Ying didn't respond to her words, got out of the car briskly, and headed straight into the building.
Jiang Ran followed closely behind.
The two walked through the revolving door and headed straight for the VIP elevator that required a special key to activate.
At that moment, a manager dressed in a custom-made suit, exuding a capable air, strode confidently and proudly forward and stopped them in front of the elevator.
Good evening, madam.
He wore an impeccable professional smile, his eyes were sharp, and his demeanor was humble.
"This is a members-only elevator. Do you two have a reservation, or would you mind showing your membership cards?"
Ji Ying looked at him without saying a word.
The manager's mind raced through the list of all members and their appearances. He was quite certain that the exceptionally elegant woman before him was not a member of Jingque.
"Can't we even go up to find someone?" Jiang Ran asked.
The manager bowed slightly. "Madam, we understand your feelings very well. However, Jingque operates on a strict membership invitation system to ensure the privacy and tranquility of all members. If you do not have membership, you must be personally escorted by an existing member to go up."
He paused, then added, "Of course, if you two have a long-term need to visit in the future and meet our membership criteria, you are welcome to entrust an introducer to formally submit your membership application. At that time, we will have someone to serve you."
These words, seemingly offering a clear path, were in reality an arrogant message telling them that becoming a member of Jingque required assets and connections.
They don't deserve it!
"You look down on people, don't you?" Jiang Ran said.
Ji Ying not only controls Liang Yizhi's salary card, but also holds the "Qing Sui" (a type of trust), plus the two billion US dollar trust set up for her by her ex-husband Gu Yanchen during their divorce. She receives substantial returns every year, making it no exaggeration to say that she is the richest person in China in disguise.
Jiang Ran was about to step forward to argue, but Ji Ying grabbed her arm.
Ji Ying said nothing, grabbed Jiang Ran, and turned to leave.
But back in the car, she didn't start the engine immediately. Instead, she leaned back in the driver's seat, her gaze fixed on the cold revolving door through the car window.
The air inside the car was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
Looking at her cold profile, Jiang Ran felt the words of comfort, "Let's go back," swirling in her throat, but ultimately she didn't dare to say them.
But Ji Ying seemed to sense what she was about to say and asked coldly, "Do you know something?"
Jiang Ran froze, then immediately raised her hand to swear.
“Sister Ying! Honestly, I had no idea Mr. Liang was having an affair. He seemed so upright, who would have thought he could have such a moral problem?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the revolving door started moving.
Liang Yizhi and his entourage walked out of the door, chatting and laughing.
Bai Ning stayed close to Liang Yizhi, seemingly reluctant to part with this brief reunion.
Braving the chill of late autumn, she wore only the club's uniform knee-length skirt. The night breeze made her slender figure appear even more charming.
"It's cold outside, so I'll leave it here."
Liang Yizhi deliberately stopped in his tracks for her.
Because Pang Shijun had teased her several times during the meal, Bai Ning no longer tried to avoid mentioning her relationship with Liang Yizhi.
She stood there, neither speaking nor going back.
Liang Yizhi was amused by her actions and said gently, "I'll come to see you tomorrow."
Having received this promise, Bai Ning felt a satisfied joy and turned to disappear into the building.
Inside the car, Ji Ying witnessed the entire scene.
When the woman looked at her husband, her eyes were filled with admiration and joy that almost overflowed.
Seeing a photo is one feeling, but seeing it in person is another.
A mix of emotions surged through her, crashing against her defenses like a raging tide.
Just as Jiang Ran was pondering how to take down Liang Yizhi when her sister Ying rushed up to fight him, she saw Ji Ying come to her senses and start the car.
Without honking the horn or letting the engine roar, the car slowly drove into the bustling street, silently blending into the cold night.
Jiang Ran was puzzled: Why did they come looking for her so aggressively, only to decide to swallow their anger?
At this moment, at the gate of the capital.
Seeing Bai Ning's reluctant farewell to Liang Yizhi, Pang Shijun wore a knowing smile.
“Yizhi, I know Ji Ying’s personality well; she’s very strong-willed. Don’t blame me for not reminding you, your old classmate, that you need to be even more careful with your ‘stealing’ hands.”
Xu Zhaoheng, who was standing to the side, immediately chuckled and took over the conversation with a double meaning, "Mr. Liang is always meticulous in his actions. He can surely treat everyone equally, both at home and outside. Brother Jun, you are overthinking it."
Liang Yizhi smiled faintly. "It seems you two care more about my wife's temperament than I do myself. I appreciate your concern on her behalf."
Pang Shijun and Xu Zhaoheng were speechless for a moment, unable to respond.
Liang Yizhi turned and got into the car. He closed the window, and the faint gentleness in his eyes was instantly replaced by a coldness.
Just then, his phone rang. Bai Ning knew he hadn't gotten home yet and sent him a message, reminding him with concern that he had been drinking and should remember to eat some fruit when he got home.
Liang Yizhi did not open the dialog box, but directly selected delete.
Pang Shijun watched Liang Yizhi's departing taillights, his smile slowly fading. He glanced around the parking lot, his brow furrowed with displeasure as he got into his car.
Chen Yousheng saw through his thoughts, quickly walked to the car window, bowed and said, "Mr. Pang, just because someone isn't there doesn't mean their eyes aren't there. The 'effect' you want to see might already be on its way."
Pang Shijun raised an eyebrow, glanced at Xu Zhaoheng, and said without revealing his emotions, "Although you were recommended to me by my uncle, you must have real talent and ability before I can keep you."
Chen Yousheng nodded. "Understood."
Pang Shijun stopped looking at him and instructed the driver to drive.
Chen Yousheng watched the taillights of the departing car, a cold hatred flashing in his eyes.
Turning his head, he saw Xu Zhaoheng getting into the car with a displeased expression, so he immediately went over and patted him on the shoulder.
"Since Mr. Liang is so busy that he can't spare the time, wouldn't you have more time and space to comfort your old friend?"
Xu Zhaoheng's hand, which was about to open the car door, paused...
It was late at night when Liang Yizhi returned to the courtyard house.
All around was completely silent.
He was about to walk through the main room to his bedroom when the lights in the room suddenly came on.
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