Chapter 115 Qin Xiao is going to be a wild widow at such a young age
The cold man sitting opposite Cheng Hanzhang said without even thinking: "Impossible."
Shen Xingjiang's face was cold and expressionless: "I would glare at a female bird on a tree if it flew over my head. How could a woman like me?"
Emotional boundaries, as long as you have the heart, you can protect yourself even if you are an aphrodisiac.
Cheng Hanzhang coughed for a while and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
There is no other reason, Shen Xingjiang does this better than me.
He lost his innocence without knowing it, with Wen Ruyi pestering him in front and Qin Xiao eyeing him from behind.
It's a matter of feelings.
Shen Xingjiang handled it more cleanly and clearly than him.
"Zhang Yuanyuan, how are you going to deal with this?"
Shen Xingjiang leaned back, his hands resting on the bamboo chair, his fingers hanging naturally, blood flowing downward, veins bulging on the back of his hands.
He had already thought of a countermeasure: "This person was introduced by Cheng Shiguan. He came here for me and wanted to destroy the relationship between me and Wanwan."
Cheng Hanzhang laughed angrily: "You know everything, and you still say she is a spy."
"Well, try him as a spy first, and kick him out of the military district after the trial. I'll be doing you a favor." This was Shen Xingjiang's purpose.
Cheng Hanzhang's throat was itchy and his lungs were aching. He held back his cough and waved his hand: "I understand."
Chen Xingjiang didn't leave, and his eyes showed concern for a rare moment: "You are in poor health, why are you still holding on?"
He didn't see a doctor or take care of himself, but planned for the military region every day. Shen Xingjiang knew that Cheng Hanzhang was secretly helping him plan something.
In terms of kinship, he and Cheng Shiguan are both his nephews.
But Cheng Hanzhang's care for him had already exceeded the limit, and his concern for him was no less than that of Cheng Du.
Cheng Hanzhang couldn't help it. He took out a handkerchief and put it to his lips, then started coughing uncontrollably. His thin shoulders trembled violently, and his cough sounded like an old man. It could be heard that there was something in his throat. The moment he took away the handkerchief, he couldn't hide the blood inside no matter how hard he tried.
There was blood on Cheng Hanzhang's lips and a dark circle under his eyes. Fortunately, he was handsome, and he looked better than ordinary people even when he was terminally ill.
He waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's okay."
"Xingjiang, don't think too much. I have my own reasons for doing many things. I can still protect you for two or three years. In these two or three years, you have to... work hard and climb as high as possible. People in the capital will not like Jiang Wanwan..."
"Ahem...only if you climb high enough can you help her protect her from the wind and rain in the future. Otherwise, Jiang Wanwan and you will both suffer a miserable fate."
He looked out at the sunny day.
It was a sunny day with strong ultraviolet rays, but the weather was dry and the sky was enamel blue, so beautiful.
"In two years, the storm will come."
Shen Xingjiang couldn't ask anything, and he couldn't influence the thoughts of an adult man, so he was a little irritable: "My body is much better than yours, do I need you to protect me?"
Cheng Hanzhang refused to say more. After the coughing urge subsided, he leaned back, closed his eyes and rested. He didn't dare to raise his chest too much for fear of causing coughing and wheezing.
Shen Xingjiang walked out depressed. After he left, Cheng Hanzhang asked someone to arrest Zhang Yuanyuan for interrogation.
The person was sent out by Cheng Shiguan in the morning.
He was kicked out of the military region by Cheng Hanzhang that evening.
In a courtyard in the county town, Zhang Yuanyuan wanted to cry but had no tears: "Chen Xingjiang didn't even give me a chance."
Cheng Shiguan frowned, and felt a little headache when he thought of Shen Xingjiang.
"Besides letting me seduce him, is there no other way? You hold a higher position than him, so why are you letting him ride on your coattails?"
Zhang Yuanyuan unbuttoned two buttons of her clothes, sat on Cheng Shiguan's legs, and rubbed him with something.
Cheng Shiguan saw Jiang Wanwan's back and abdomen holding back anger. He hugged Zhang Yuanyuan, his brows shrouded in hostility: "Do you know who he is?"
Zhang Yuanyuan bit her lip and shook her head with a lustful look in her eyes.
When she handed over her innocence to Cheng Shiguan, she was still a ignorant little white flower, but now she has learned how to seduce people.
Cheng Shiguan pushed aside the obstructing fabric and took possession of her.
"He is my half-brother, my father's living eyeball. Not to mention me, my mother hates him so much at home, but she dares not touch him. My father is now looking forward to, begging, and persuading the old man to include Shen Xingjiang in my Cheng family tree."
Otherwise, why would he come all the way here?
Zhang Yuanyuan's face flushed, and she grabbed Cheng Shiguan's clothes: "... Well, so that's how it is."
Cheng Shiguan didn't want to say anything, so he pursed his lips and started working on his own.
When he was done, he put on his pants.
“You’ve met Shen Xingjiang, and you said he has nothing, so why would Jiang Wanwan like him?”
"I've been very sincere to Jiang Wanwan. As long as she agrees, I can give her anything. But she doesn't care about our friendship at all. She's been bewitched by Chen Xingjiang... She's so bewitched that she's been cold to me and extremely disgusted with me."
Zhang Yuanyuan's legs were so weak that she lay on the chair gasping for breath. She wanted to say something but didn't.
After meeting Shen Xingjiang, Zhang Yuanyuan could understand why Jiang Wanwan liked him. She had met so many men but had never been truly attracted to any of them.
After meeting Shen Xingjiang, she saw his infatuated and cold look. Although he didn't say a single nice word, she was fascinated by him.
Cheng Shiguan drove back to the military region overnight.
He deliberately stopped for a moment at the door of Jiang Wanwan's house. In the candle-lit room, there were hazy shadows on the windows. He saw the figures of a man and a woman overlapping each other, looking very close.
Jiang Wanwan had a small day and it was inconvenient for her to do anything with Shen Xingjiang. The night was long, so she just lay on Shen Xingjiang's legs and memorized words from her English book.
She nestled in his arms like a cat, rubbing her head against his chest from time to time, making Shen Xingjiang's chest swell.
Shen Xingjiang hugged her, seeming to be worried.
After Jiang Wanwan finished reciting the words, she pinched his chin and kissed his thin lips. After the kiss, she patted his smooth face and said, "What are you thinking about? Are you losing your soul?"
Shen Xingjiang moved the hand that was holding her waist, rubbing Jiang Wanwan's waist so hard that it felt like an electric current was running through it.
"The leader's health is getting worse. He has some hidden meaning in his words. He realizes that he only has two or three years to live, and he wants me to step on his shoulders and climb as high as possible."
There is no doubt about Shen Xingjiang's ability. In this cannibalistic society, he would not have been promoted so quickly without Cheng Hanzhang's protection.
Speaking of Cheng Hanzhang's health, Jiang Wanwan also felt uncomfortable. Even if she took a step back... Qin Xiao was about to give birth. If he died after the child was born, Qin Xiao would become a wild widow at such a young age.
Shen Xingjiang didn’t know that his wife was worried about other things: “What’s the situation in the capital? Can the Cheng family make enemies with others?”
There were no specific symptoms of Cheng Hanzhang's illness, except for a cough. He showed signs of premature aging, as if his body had been hollowed out inside, with only the shell left. No matter what tonic medicine he took, it was like a drop in the ocean.
Shen Xingjiang couldn't ignore this matter.
Jiang Wanwan: "I don't know either. I'll send a telegram to Grandpa Jiu tomorrow and ask him to keep an eye out for it."
In her previous life, she had been curious about Shen Xingjiang's rise against the will of heaven, and it seemed that it was closely related to Cheng Hanzhang.
She hit her head in annoyance. Why didn't she ask Jiang Lian a few more questions before she died? She was so angry that she died!
The next day, after Jiang Wanwan sent the telegram, she took some time to visit Qin Xiaoye.
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