Chapter 102 Are you trying to scare me to death?
After a short weekend trip, the two returned to their daily routines on weekdays, going back and forth between the company and home.
Lu Jinyuan had a slightly larger family than Jiang Qingying, namely the Lu family, the Jiang family, and their homes.
At noon today, he went to the Jiang family to have lunch with Jiang Qingying as usual, but he found no one there.
Seeing his blank expression, the second assistant at the front desk volunteered to answer, "President Jiang and Special Assistant Zhou went out, and they seemed to be in a hurry."
Lu Jinyuan frowned. "Do you know what it is?"
The second assistant thought for a moment and said, "I think I heard Assistant Zhou mention it; it's related to Miss Nan."
Miss Nan?
Lu Jinyuan quickly deduced that the "Miss Nan" she mentioned was probably Nan Chun.
"What's wrong with Nan Chun?" he asked.
The second assistant handed him the trending search terms and explained, "Miss Nan has been embroiled in a scandal, and many media outlets are waiting at the airport. It seems that President Jiang is going there..."
Before the second assistant could finish speaking, Lu Jinyuan strode away like a gust of wind, disappearing from the president's office in the blink of an eye.
On the way to the airport, a black Rolls-Royce was driving very fast, almost exceeding the speed limit.
Lu Jinyuan looked at the clip sent by Qi Xin on his phone. In the crowded scene, Jiang Qingying protected Nan Chun as they left. They were surrounded by reporters with their cameras and microphones. The video was only ten seconds long, but it was enough to make him feel breathless.
Just then, the phone rang. The caller ID was Jiang Qingying's, and the tone was her favorite English song, "Try." The song was like a life jacket, pulling the distraught Lu Jinyuan back from the depths of despair.
Lu Jinyuan: "Hey."
Jiang Qingying was startled by his hoarse and weak voice, and quickly reassured him, "I'm fine, I'm already on my way home."
Lu Jinyuan breathed a sigh of relief. "Why couldn't I get through to you on the phone?"
"It ran out of battery and shut down." Jiang Qingying said apologetically, her voice softening, "Where are you?"
Lu Jinyuan didn't answer immediately. He called out to the driver to turn around and go home, and then said to Jiang Qingying on his phone, "We're getting ready to go home now."
"Okay, see you at home then."
"Okay, be careful."
Jiang Qingying hung up the phone, looked at Nan Chun sitting next to her, placed her hand on the back of Nan Chun's hand, and asked softly, "Are you alright?"
“...Hmm.” Nan Chun looked at him, forcing a relaxed smile, “I think President Lu is in even worse shape than me.”
Jiang Qingying blushed. "He was just too nervous."
Nan Chun sighed, "You were too impulsive just now. You're pregnant. If you had been squeezed, President Lu would have killed me."
Jiang Qingying fell silent. After calming down and reflecting, she realized that her actions just now were indeed somewhat impulsive.
Ever since the Nan Group's incident, she had been worried that Nan Chun would be affected by the Nan Group, so she had been asking Zhou Yu to keep an eye on her. Sure enough, problems arose today. A marketing account leaked photos of Nan Chun and Liang Qiqi on a date. Normally, this wouldn't be a big deal; they could just go public with their relationship. However, Nan Chun was then exposed for having an engagement two years ago with the second son of the Liang family, who is also Liang Qiqi's younger brother.
Outsiders don't know the truth, let alone that most people don't care about the truth at all; they just want to see the down-and-out side of a top star.
Thus, Nan Chun was firmly branded as promiscuous, with ambiguous and chaotic relationships, and immoral behavior. She returned to Nanzhou after filming today, and was immediately surrounded by reporters upon landing. Upon receiving the news, Jiang Qingying, without hesitation, took Zhou Yu directly to the airport to rescue her.
When Jiang Qingying arrived, Nan Chun accidentally fell to the ground during the shoving. Her assistant and agent tried to help her up, but they were also unable to move due to the crowd. She gave Zhou Yu a look, and Zhou Yu understood immediately. He quickly ran over to help Nan Chun up and stretched out his arms to shield her from the crowd of reporters.
Most of the reporters knew Zhou Yu and that he was one of Jiang Qingying's people, so they were all much more wary.
Jiang Qingying waited until the scene calmed down before walking over and taking Nan Chun's hand, asking, "Are you alright?"
Nan Chun looked terrible; even with a mask on, her exhaustion was undeniable. Jiang Qingying took in her expression, her temper flaring, and she swept her cold gaze across the crowd. "Didn't you see she fell?"
Her aura was so powerful that not a single reporter dared to speak.
"Has the matter been thoroughly investigated? You're making judgments based on just a few photos, and so many people are interrogating a young girl like this? Is this your professional ethics as journalists?"
Nan Chun's agent stepped forward and said, "Nan Chun has been working through the night these past few days to keep up with her schedule, so she really isn't in the right state to give interviews. How about this, I'll stay here to answer your questions, and let her leave first. Once she's rested and ready, we'll give you all a response."
In reality, such words are no different from empty promises, but because Jiang Qingying is there, these reporters have no choice but to compromise, no matter how unwilling they are.
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Nan Chun had nowhere to go at the moment; her apartment was probably swarming with paparazzi. So Jiang Qingying took her home, where no one dared to cause trouble under her nose, unless the media outlet wanted to go out of business.
I'm home.
Jiang Qingying called the housekeeper, "Take her to wash up first, then tidy up the guest room for her to stay in."
The butler listened to the instructions and then took Nan Chun to a guest room to rest.
Jiang Qingying was changing her shoes on the sofa next to the shoe cabinet when a dark shadow fell on her head, accompanied by rapid breathing.
She looked up and said, "You're back."
Panting, Lu Jinyuan squatted down, put his hands on her shoulders, looked her over from left to right, and after confirming that she was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief and hugged her in his arms while kneeling on one knee.
"Are you trying to scare me to death?" His gentle reproachful voice fell, and if you listened carefully, you could hear the tremor in his tone. "There are so many people pushing and shoving there. What if you were pushed over or squeezed?"
"I'm not hurt, and I wasn't jostled." Jiang Qingying quickly calmed him down, patting his back gently as she apologized, "When I first received the news, I overthought things, mainly because I was worried about Nan Chun. I'm sorry, I was a bit impulsive today, and I won't do it again."
Lu Jinyuan buried his head in the crook of her shoulder, took several deep breaths, and his rapidly beating heart gradually calmed down.
"I'm glad you're alright."
His voice was muffled.
Jiang Qingying felt embarrassed. She ran her fingers through the black hair at the back of his head and apologized again: "I'm sorry, I scared you."
"Hmm." Lu Jinyuan looked up, his fingertips gently stroking her cheek. "Haven't had lunch yet, have you?"
Jiang Qingying nodded, "No."
Lu Jinyuan helped her change her shoes, which she had only half-finished, and led her to the dining room. "Aunt Mei, how long will it take to prepare lunch?"
Aunt Mei came out of the kitchen and replied with a smile, "Madam informed me in advance on her way back. I've already prepared it, and we can eat now."
Lu Jinyuan: "Okay, thank you, Aunt Mei."
Jiang Qingying let go of his hand, went to the dining table, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Lu Jinyuan: "Have some water."
Lu Jinyuan took it and drank it quietly.
"Anyone who didn't know better would think it was you who got into trouble, not Nan Chun," Jiang Qingying couldn't help but complain.
Lu Jinyuan glared at her irritably, bent his index finger, and tapped her on the head with considerable force.
Are you trying to drive me crazy?
Jiang Qingying covered her head and made a face at him, "Don't let anyone see you looking so scared and weak, it would damage your prestige."
Lu Jinyuan: "..."
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