Chapter 686 Jiang Yiming Jumps from the Building (Part 2)
Jiang Yiming raised his arms to cover his eyes. He loved someone so deeply, a love he had never experienced before. He wanted to see Shen Qingxiao, wanted to be with her, and be together forever.
They experienced so many things together, ate together, slept in the same room, hugged each other, confessed their love and exchanged rings in the crowd, went to the maternity and baby store together, ate together, lived together... It seemed like an ordinary thing, but now it has become a luxury.
After losing Shen Qing, he will never meet a woman who will make his heart beat so many times again, and he will never fall in love again.
"Did you hear that? You are not allowed to go out for the next few months. I will have someone keep an eye on you." Jiang's mother deepened her tone, fearing that he wouldn't listen.
"Mom." Jiang Yiming choked up, "Our family lost so much money, is it all my fault?"
Jiang's mother looked at Jiang Yiming, who was shaking with pain, and felt a little sorry for him. "Your father was just angry when he said that. Don't take it too seriously. Just be obedient from now on."
His mother was just being perfunctory. Jiang Yiming knew better than anyone that if it weren't for him, the Jiang family wouldn't have lost so much money. He knew the root of everything from the night he was taken away by his family when he first tried to confess to Shen Qing.
What Lu Tingchuan said was right, and what his father said was also right. He was a disaster star, a disaster star that harmed Shen Qing, and a disaster star that harmed his own family.
If it weren't for him, Shen Qing wouldn't have lost that child, if it weren't for him, the Jiang family wouldn't have suffered heavy losses, if it weren't for him, his parents wouldn't have gotten sick from anger, and their hair wouldn't have turned white overnight.
Jiang Yiming put down his hand and looked at Jiang's mother's haggard face with red eyes. He found that the wrinkles on her face had deepened and her eyes were still red. It was obvious that she had just cried downstairs.
"Mom, I will never go to see Shen Qing again." Jiang Yiming himself didn't know how he said this. The voice drifted away with the cool night breeze outside the window, and it seemed like an illusion when it blew into people's ears.
"Please help me say sorry to Dad. I was ignorant and caused trouble for you before. I won't do it again in the future. Don't make things difficult for Shen Qing in the future..."
Shen Qing was Lu Tingchuan's woman. Even if they were dissatisfied, it was only in their hearts. How could they possibly make things difficult for her? Jiang's mother didn't think much about it. After listening to Jiang Yiming's words, she nodded with relief: "Just be obedient, and we will be a good family in the future."
Jiang Yiming smiled, but his smile was bitter. He tried hard to raise the corners of his lips and smile so brightly, but if you look closely, you can see that the dimples on his face are gone.
"Then you should have a good rest. I'll go downstairs and talk to your dad first to let him calm down."
"Okay." Jiang Yiming sat up. When his mother was about to turn around, he reached out and hugged her. He said in a hoarse voice, "Mom, do you have anything else to say to me?"
"there is none left."
Jiang Yiming lowered his eyes and gently let go of Jiang's mother. The smile on his face had not yet disappeared. He said to her, "Mom, thank you. I love you."
"You kid." Jiang's mother touched his face and wiped the blood from his nose. Besides being relieved, she also felt distressed. She felt distressed for his haggard appearance and for the broken middle finger of his left hand. Even if it was reattached, it would no longer be flexible. He would become a cripple and would never be able to play the piano properly again.
In addition to piano, Jiang Yiming likes all instruments, including guitar, drums, violin... He can even play the erhu and flute. He debuted as an idol and his role in the team is "instrumental genius".
Sensitive to sound, Jiang Yiming has loved playing music since he was a child. When he was a child, he drew lots and got a small guitar.
"I'm going down."
"Okay." Jiang Yiming let her go.
After Jiang's mother went out, she closed the door gently. Jiang Yiming was unusually obedient tonight, the most obedient he had ever been. He would not say cheesy words. He basically would not say words like thank you and I love you to his parents.
Jiang's mother felt soft-hearted, smiled and shook her head, then went downstairs to see Jiang's father.
Mother Jiang said softly, "I've already gone upstairs and talked to him. He said he won't see Shen Qing again, and asked me to bring you an apology. I think Yiming is serious this time, so don't be angry."
"He says one thing and does another. I don't even bother to listen. This time he has to be locked up for several months and have someone keep an eye on him."
The father and son have the same temper, and Jiang's mother is caught in the middle and has no choice. She is also reluctant to say anything good for Jiang Yiming for fear of making her husband even angrier.
She changed the subject: "How is the company lately?"
"Before, after provoking Lu Tingchuan, many people in the industry refused to cooperate with us. Now that Lu Tingchuan has left the Li family, the situation has improved a little. I plan to actively seek cooperation with the Bai family. President Bai has already made an appointment for tomorrow morning."
"It would be great if we could cooperate with the Bai family. That way we won't have to worry. Are you sure?" Jiang's mother asked.
Father Jiang said, "We have a 50 to 60 percent chance of success. The Bai family isn't afraid of the Li family. As long as we show sincerity, we'll be fine."
Things are about to get back on track, and the Jiang family is getting better and better. I just hope there won't be any trouble, especially Jiang Yiming, because he is the one who is most likely to cause trouble.
Father Jiang gave Mother Jiang a few more reminders.
Jiang's mother had no choice but to nod. Now was a critical moment and Jiang Yiming should not be released. Lu Tingchuan was a lunatic and often bankrupted people.
Their Jiang family couldn't deal with him yet, so they could only bear the loss in silence.
Mother Jiang echoed Father Jiang, and suddenly, she remembered something.
I glanced at the time and it was already past eleven fifty.
"Oh, how could I forget that today is Yiming's birthday? No wonder he asked me if I had anything else to say to him."
Father Jiang said angrily: "How can he still have the nerve to celebrate his birthday after causing such a big…"
"Bang--" Before he could finish his words, a muffled sound suddenly came from outside, like a loud thunder, like something hitting the ground, deafening.
Jiang's mother was stunned and looked out the window. The sound came from not far away. Did something fall from the upstairs?
But what could fall down and make such a loud noise?
Jiang's mother felt a strong sense of unease. She called upstairs, "Yiming."
"Son, did you drop something?"
No one responded to her, and she became more and more frightened, her heart feeling weighed down.
Not only her, but also the servants who had not yet gone to bed in the villa were frightened by the sudden "loud noise" and were all wondering what had fallen.
Jiang's father quickly sent someone out to check, and after a while, screams were heard outside.
Looking at the servant who ran back with a look of fear on his face, Jiang's mother wanted to ask what happened, but the fear in her heart was like a pair of hands tightly strangling her throat, and her tongue seemed to be taken away by something, and she could not make any sound.
The fear in her heart turned into an obstacle, trying to stop her from asking and let her escape.
Mother Jiang wanted to cover her ears, but it was too late. She saw the servant opening and closing his mouth and trembling as he spoke something.
"Master...it's the Master who jumped off the building. There's so much...so much blood on his face..."
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