Chapter 18 "Cut it off cleanly."
Jiang Chen held the tea in his hands and praised with a smile: "Little Duan is really sensible and considerate of his brother."
Duan Zhuxian nodded slightly: "It's my duty."
Jiang Yao was stunned when he saw the two men acting so respectfully as brothers.
That's not what I fucking meant!
Even if we can't be friends, we have fought for so many years. Is it really true that we don't have any tacit understanding at all?
Jiang Yao didn't believe it, so he glanced over to ask, and was met with Duan Zhuxian's dull expression that said "I don't understand what you are trying to say".
He ground his back teeth.
very good.
It's true, not at all.
Jiang Chen, standing by, had already started blowing foam to taste the tea. After finishing half a cup of green tea, he praised it repeatedly: "Good tea, good tea. I didn't expect that Xiao Duan is not only young and promising in business, but also proficient in tea art."
Duan Zhuxian said calmly, "You're too kind."
Jiang Yao narrowed his eyes, and his gaze on Duan Zhuxian gradually became inquiring.
He simply didn't believe that Duan Zhuxian didn't want to send his brother away.
I also don't believe that Duan Zhuxian has no decent means to achieve this goal.
He thought he could see through someone's consistent hypocrisy. After deep thought, he attributed Duan Zhuxian's abnormal behavior to a provocation to his acting skills.
Very reasonable.
But things got a little out of control.
He felt it necessary to curb someone's excessive desire to win.
While Jiang Chen was out for a walk, Jiang Yaozhuo walked behind Duan Zhuxian to the stairs and made it clear directly.
"Mr. Duan, you were overacting just now."
Duan Zhuxian stopped, turned around and looked at the young man who was a few centimeters shorter than him.
Jiang Yao's face was filled with displeasure. When he spoke, his pointed jaw was inadvertently raised slightly, revealing a delicate, beautiful and somewhat arrogant neckline, which made his picky nature more apparent.
The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and suddenly Duan Zhuxian sighed inaudibly: "It's you who made me treat you with respect, and it's you who resented me for treating your brother like one of my own family."
Jiang Yao raised his eyebrows: "So?"
"So," Duan Zhuxian paused, hiding his smile in his eyes, staring into Jiang Yao's eyes that were slightly sarcastic and provocative, "What exactly should I do to satisfy you?"
The little thorn in the words had just been peeled out when it was smoothed out by Duan Zhuxian's words. Jiang Yao didn't react for a moment and let out a muffled "ah".
In his impression, Duan Zhuxian was always calm and at ease, as if no matter what happened between them, it could not arouse Duan Zhuxian's emotions.
Even though Duan Zhuxian never spoke softly to him and occasionally used some underhanded tricks to hurt him.
This instead became the fuse that stimulated him to hold on to Duan Zhuxian for so many years, making him extremely eager to see Duan Zhuxian helpless and at a loss after being humiliated.
But just now, Duan Zhuxian seemed to be... helpless against him?
It was so abnormal that Jiang Yao's brain was overloaded. Suddenly, a deep and slow voice fell into his ears: "Jiang Yao, you are quite difficult to please."
After Duan Zhuxian finished speaking, he took a step with his long legs and went upstairs.
Jiang Yao was left standing there with a bang, stunned by these words.
If you have any opinions, please feel free to raise them!
Why do you have to make such personal attacks that give people goosebumps?
Jiang Yao stared at the corner where Duan Zhuxian's back disappeared, and scolded him loudly in his heart, but he was still trapped in Duan Zhuxian's last helpless expression, and couldn't get out of it for a long time.
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Jiang Chen is not a person who lacks responsibility. It is impossible for him to really ignore his father-in-law's newly listed company, even though he is still in a cold war with his wife.
He had no intention of staying there at all, but he was used to quarreling with Jiang Yao, so he deliberately went against him.
Seeing that Jiang Yao and the boy from the Duan family were unexpectedly doing fine, unlike him who was in such a mess, he felt somewhat comforted.
After all, Jiang Yao's temper was much more stubborn than his, and he was really worried that Jiang Yao would suffer in a hasty marriage.
After breakfast on Sunday, Jiang Yao personally drove Jiang Chen to the airport.
Standing in the crowded terminal, Jiang Yao handed the suitcase to Jiang Chen, reached out to smooth the wrinkles on Jiang Chen's shoulders, and then put it back in his pocket.
"Go back and work hard, and try to please your sister-in-law. This society places too much demands on women, especially strong women like her. The pressure is even greater. Just think about our mother and she will understand. Even if she really can't understand, don't be too demanding."
Jiang Yao's expression was serious and he was giving good advice, acting more like a mature and steady brother.
Then he added calmly, "Also, don't disturb Duan Zhuxian and I when we're alone in the future."
After he said this, he almost turned into a thunderbolt and killed himself.
But he has always been able to see things through to the end. Since he has taken on the difficult task from his parents, he must give it a perfect ending.
It was almost noon when we returned. The thin gray clouds in the sky were brewing a light rain, so Jiang Yao drove slower than when he came.
The sports car drove into the owner-only lane in the north of the city leading to the villa area, turned on a string music album, rested his hands comfortably on the steering wheel, and let the clanging rhythm and the surging autumn wind outside the window hit his face all at once.
That feeling of relaxation was like taking apart a 360° camera that shoots photos in close proximity to your face, and all the tension in your body relaxed.
His brother had only been here for less than two days, but it was more tiring than completing an entire major project.
Sure enough, it is best for him and Duan Zhuxian to remain at odds.
Jiang Yaoting snorted disdainfully, stepped on the accelerator, and ran after the clouds in the sky.
After all, I swore an oath in front of my birthday cake when I was eighteen.
I will never, ever reconcile with Duan Zhuxian!
If we force harmonious coexistence, I'm afraid even God won't agree.
After arriving home, Jiang Yao's first priority was to report the situation to his parents, and the second thing was to move out of Duan Zhuxian's bedroom.
Duan Zhuxian was in the room. He walked out of the cloakroom, fiddling with his tie, and Jiang Yao happened to meet him.
Duan Zhuxian was probably going to attend some formal event. His slender and straight body was wrapped in a well-tailored dark blue suit. His wrists were adorned with textured gold cufflinks. His hair was neatly combed back, and when he lowered his head slightly, a few strands of hair hung down in front of his forehead.
An absolute scoundrel.
Jiang Yao made a sharp comment in his heart.
"I'm here to pick up something. Thank you for your cooperation over the past two days. You've worked hard." Jiang Yao directly stated his purpose in a flat tone without any sincerity.
Duan Zhuxian nodded, picked up the vibrating phone on the table, walked to the window and sent a message with his back to him. He hadn't finished sending it until he packed up and left.
The slender figure with broad shoulders and narrow waist, facing the light, seemed inexplicably cold.
But Jiang Yao didn't care much.
After all, it has become commonplace over the years.
A few minutes later, Jiang Yao appeared in Duan Zhuxian's bedroom again.
"I think I left my pajamas here with you. I didn't see it when I was packing up just now."
Jiang Yao stood at the door and spoke to the man who was already sitting on the sofa flipping through a financial magazine, implying that he wanted him to help him remember where he had put it.
Duan Zhuxian didn't even raise his head: "Find it yourself."
Jiang Yao's eyebrows jumped, and he thought to himself, "Duan Zhuxian, you don't even pretend now that my brother is gone, right?"
This made me more determined to find my pajamas.
We must not let his pajamas end up in the bad guys' territory!
Jiang Yao held his breath and searched over and over again, even searching the cracks in the bed. When he was kneeling on the carpet, he accidentally bumped into the bedside table, making a loud noise.
Duan Zhuxian, who was sitting on the sofa, raised his eyes slightly, his gaze moving away from the stock data and falling on Jiang Yao's thin and tough back, and then sliding down along the lines of his shirt, section by section.
Jiang Yao was wearing a pair of white slim-fit trousers. Her slightly slumped waist was tightened and pinched by two thin leather belts of the same color hung diagonally. As she looked through the crack in the bed, her round and perky buttocks were more prominent.
Seen from the rear, it looks like a plump and juicy peach.
Duan Zhuxian sat upright on the huge sofa, his eyes slowly moving to the gap in the middle and stopped.
Jiang Yao was completely unaware that he was being spied on. In his heart, he was still cursing Duan Zhuxian for his sudden change of indifference. Just as he stood up, the phone in his pocket rang. It was Amy from the club calling.
He put his hand on her shoulder and answered the call. A coquettish voice came from the phone: "Why hasn't Jiang Shao come to play recently?"
Jiang Yao was so focused on finding his pajamas that he said perfunctorily, "Busy."
Amy obviously didn't believe this reason. After all, Jiang Yao used to visit the club every now and then, especially when he was busy, he would squeeze out time to go to the club to relax.
She half-jokingly said, "Young Master Jiang is not here, and my sisters can't find a partner. They are all itching to get along."
Is it because your wallet is itching to get it?
Jiang Yao didn't care.
However, he has been focusing on his work during this period, as if he is making a bet with someone. He is working a little too hard. In addition, he has to deal with the marriage proposal, so his entertainment time has been drastically reduced. After being hooked by Amy, he developed a card addiction.
He shoved one hand into his pocket and teased with a half smile, "Missed me so much?"
Amy quickly continued to lobby, "Yeah, come on, take us flying. Oh, by the way, there's a male internet celebrity coming to the party tonight with over 10 million followers. He's the Jerry you admire."
The room was very quiet, and the coquettish sound of the clips leaked from the phone, one after another, floating in the air.
Several handsome faces flashed through Jiang Yao's mind, but none of them matched. She probably just saw them by chance and praised their looks.
"Which Jerry? I only know there's a mouse named Jerry. I've seen so many handsome guys I can't remember them all."
He asked casually, but before he could hear the answer, his phone was suddenly snatched away from behind him and the call was hung up.
Jiang Yao turned around abruptly and chased after the robber.
The other party raised his phone the moment he pounced on him.
"Hey, give me back my phone!"
Jiang Yao jumped a few times but failed to grab it and almost fell into the robber's arms.
He was 182cm tall and Duan Zhuxian was 188cm tall, clearly both of them were considered strong men, but it was precisely that damn six centimeters that made him almost reach the target every time.
Duan Zhuxian glanced at him, switched the phone to his other hand, and threw it on the sofa without hesitation.
Jiang Yao ignored the questions and the raging temper, rushed over and took out his cell phone from the gap between the pillow. After confirming that the call had been hung up, he turned around and glared at Duan Zhuxian.
"Are you sick?"
This person was just watching from the sidelines and treating him as air, so why did he suddenly get annoyed with him even making a phone call?
"Don't hang out in those indecent places anymore, and cut off all ties with those girls out there."
Duan Zhuxian spoke in a solemn tone with no expression on his face. Coupled with his noble and elite appearance, in Jiang Yao's eyes, he was full of dictatorship and arrogance of a superior.
Jiang Yao raised his eyebrows and retorted without a hint of weakness: "Mrs. Jiang hasn't even married yet, and you're already acting like you're the main wife?"
As soon as the words fell, the air fell into silence without warning.
After a long stalemate, Duan Zhuxian's thin lips finally uttered a sneer: "So you still remember that you are a man who is going to get married?"
His deep, sharp eyes were pressed down beneath his brows, but his tone was filled with surprise, sounding both sarcastic and provocative.
Jiang Yao couldn't help but laugh out loud.
In the past few days, his brother Duan Zhuxian has transformed himself into a modest gentleman, and his words are often so subtle that they are meaningful, which makes him almost forget what kind of person Duan Zhuxian is.
He was so upset that he grabbed Duan Zhuxian's suit collar and approached to remind him: "Pay attention, it's about getting married, but not being married."
Duan Zhuxian said, "Precisely because we haven't obtained a marriage certificate, in the eyes of the other members of the Duan family, we are still just in the blind date stage, in an unstable relationship that could be exploited at any time."
Jiang Yao said, "What does it have to do with them? You said that your marriage to me would save their children from disaster. They were applauding and cheering."
Duan Zhuxian said, "Do you think that just because they don't want to put their own children forward for marriage, they want the marriage between you and me to go smoothly? From the moment the marriage was finalized, they've been watching from the shadows, waiting for you and me to reveal a flaw so they can interfere."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yao suddenly relaxed his grip on Duan Zhuxian's collar and took a step back.
He had never been in such a large and prosperous family, so he really didn't think so deeply about it.
Duan Zhuxian raised his hand and grasped the wrist that was hanging down in front of his chest, pulling the person back. He lowered his eyes and stared at the pair of peach blossom eyes that were red with anger. The six-centimeter height difference was more obvious at this moment, as if he was looking down at her.
"When your brother came, I cooperated with you. Now it's time for you to return the favor."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yao was completely defeated. His momentum immediately dropped a bit, his eyes flickered, and soon only a thin layer of resentment remained on his face.
If you don’t want to go, then don’t go. Why are you so fierce?
Of course he knew that he had to be restrained after marriage. Since he had decided to contribute to the Jiang family, he had already made preparations.
But someone's thoughts are too dirty!
It was as if he was going to do something to let this family down.
"You're overthinking it, Duan Zhuxian. I know what responsibilities I have now and what identity I have to consider."
Jiang Yao stood straight, his expression became serious, and his tone was not so aggressive.
Duan Zhuxian's tense expression relaxed a lot after hearing this, especially when he heard the word "identity".
Jiang Yao continued, "Even when I go to entertainment venues, I will pay attention to the impact and won't play as recklessly as before."
As soon as he finished speaking, the grip on his wrist suddenly tightened, and Jiang Yao hissed in pain.
"What was it like before?" Duan Zhuxian asked.
Jiang Yao rolled his eyes, thinking that someone was quite cautious when it came to cooperation, and he wanted to keep all the information in his hands. No wonder he joined the senior management of Huayan right after returning from studying abroad. It was just that his mind was too impure, and he always liked to think about that kind of thing.
Does he look that wild?
When he went to the club, he would drink, dance and play cards. Occasionally he would play with those who tried to flirt with him to pass the time. He would watch those fly-bys flirt with him and then leave sadly and disappointed.
He had never been in love until he was 26 years old. The first time he slept with someone was with this bastard named Duan in front of him, and he was the one on bottom.
But he deliberately went against Duan Zhuxian, shook off Duan Zhuxian's hand, and said ambiguously, "Who I play with and how I play is none of Mr. Duan's business, right?"
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