Feng Jingcheng's expression changed: "Are you serious? You really saw Zheng Ziang?"
Xiao Qidong, who was sitting by the river fishing and sunbathing, crept into the bushes with his dog, his eyes fixed on the slender figure who was leading a woman into a car. He whispered, "It's absolutely true!"
"He looked perfectly fine to me, even out picking up girls! Looks like the rumors were false!"
Zheng Zi'ang is clearly not dead!
Feng Jingcheng realized the seriousness of the situation, and his voice was dry and serious: "Where are you now?"
"Fishing by the reservoir in the eastern suburbs of Shanghai, what's wrong?" Xiao Qidong looked away with a disgusted expression after seeing the two people huddled together, and sat back down on his small stool.
"You must immediately stay away from the reservoir and Zheng Ziang. Do not approach him out of curiosity."
Before Xiao Qidong could ask for a reason, Feng Jingcheng hung up the phone.
He was a little puzzled, but he listened to Feng Jingcheng's words, quickly packed up his fishing gear, got into the car, and left.
Just a second before he left, Zheng Ziang, who was choking the woman in the car, looked up as if sensing something and sneered, "You ran pretty fast."
Forget it, he can't really do anything to the Xiao family right now.
Let's wait and see, until he becomes stronger.
Then, the entire capital city will be his domain!
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"Perfect! Perfect!" Feng Jingcheng shouted as he ran to the bathroom door, banging on it loudly. "Something terrible has happened! Xiao Qidong just called me and said he saw Zheng Ziang alive!"
Upon hearing this, Nan Yuanman, who was playing in the bathtub, quickly got up, dried himself off, put on a duck-patterned bathrobe, and opened the door: "Isn't Zheng Ziang already dead?"
He was killed by Sister Sheng Hanxiang. When she arrived, Zheng Ziang had already stopped breathing. How could he still be alive?
Nan Yuanman frowned slightly: "Could it be that he has risen from the dead? Or has that body been possessed by some wandering ghost?"
Feng Jingcheng took a dry towel and dried her hair. Hearing this, he shook his head and said, "I don't know, but I told Xiao Qidong to stay away from him."
"Yuanman, shall we go and take a look at the Zheng family?"
Nan Yuanman was made to sway like a roly-poly toy by the force with which he dried his hair: "Great! After I dry my hair and change my clothes, I'll go out for a stroll."
"Where are you going?" Feng Yanxiu, who had just come downstairs to pour coffee, heard their voices and walked over to them, asking, "The amusement park?"
He coughed lightly and said, "I happen to have some time, so I can go with you."
"Okay, Second Brother, come with us, you drive!" Feng Jingcheng's eyes darted around, he chuckled, and readily agreed.
Feng Yanxiu grunted in agreement, then frowned as he watched him dry Nan Yuanman's hair. He tried to hold back, but couldn't resist and pushed him away, saying, "Are you drying Yuanman's hair or grooming a puppy? That's so rude. Get out of the way, I'll do it."
Feng Jingcheng clicked his tongue: "Is this all the force I use when I dry my hair?"
Nan Yuanman watched his two older brothers banter with a smile throughout.
After drying her hair, she changed into some light and casual clothes and got into the car with Feng Jingcheng and Feng Yanxiu, leaving the manor.
As soon as the car drove out of the manor gate, a dark figure suddenly rushed out and blocked the car with outstretched arms.
Feng Yanxiu's heart was pounding in his throat. He quickly slammed on the brakes and brought the car to a stop.
He angrily rolled down the car window, about to hurl insults at the person who had just arrived, when he saw the man suddenly lunge toward the half-open window where Nan Yuanman was sitting: "Yuanman! Your grandfather... Jiang Tianzong is dead!"
Jiang Lixuan, who had received the news of Jiang Tianzong's death, had been guarding outside the manor for a day and a night, and finally managed to reach Nanmanyuan.
Jiang Lixuan's eyes were bloodshot, his hands gripping the car window, his breathing heavy, as he asked her, word by word, "What does his death have to do with you?"
What he really wanted to ask was, "Did you... kill him?"
Nan Yuanman and Feng Jingcheng were both startled by Jiang Lixuan's sudden attack. Upon hearing his words, Feng Jingcheng's face instantly darkened: "Are you sick? Jiang Tianzong deserved to die. What does it have to do with our Yuanman?"
Jiang Lixuan didn't reply, but just stared intently at Nan Yuanman.
Nan Yuanman decisively shook his head: "It has nothing to do with me."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Lixuan felt weak and slumped down, saying, "It's alright, it's alright..."
God knows how terrified he was to hear Nan Yuanman say that Jiang Tianzong's death was related to her.
After all, no matter how despicable Jiang Tianzong was, he was still his father, the father who had doted on him for years, and Nan Yuanman was the only child left by his sister, his only niece.
If... if his death is truly related to Nan Yuanman, Jiang Lixuan has no idea how he will face her in the future.
"Are you done asking questions? Can you leave now? We have urgent business to attend to, and you're getting in the way." Nan Yuanman clung to the car window, her voice sweet and gentle, but her words were utterly ruthless.
"There's one more thing." Jiang Lixuan took a deep breath, suppressing the pain in his heart, and tried his best to support his swaying body. He lowered his head, not daring to look at her: "Do you...do you know where Xin...Jiang Xinxin is?"
When he arrived at the morgue after receiving news of Jiang Tianzong's death, there was only Jiang Tianzong's body inside; there was no trace of Jiang Xinxin.
He had no choice but to seek help from Nanmanyuan.
He was also afraid that Jiang Xinxin would cause trouble for Nan Yuanman.
Nan Yuanman: "I don't know."
"Okay, okay." Jiang Lixuan's lips parted slightly, and he staggered back a step. "Sorry to bother you."
Nan Yuanman didn't even look at him, closed the car window, and let Feng Yanxiu drive away.
Jiang Lixuan stood there, dejected, watching the car drive away. He kept thinking about how Nan Yuanman and Feng Jingcheng had been so intimate earlier, and couldn't help but wonder what would have happened if Bai Wenying hadn't been kicked out of the Jiang family in the first place.
Or, if he had treated Nan Yuanman better when he brought her back from Batang Village, would her attitude towards him have been less cold?
Unlike before, he won't be said to be in the way...
But time cannot be reversed, and there is no medicine for regret in this world. Even if Jiang Lixuan regrets it, his relationship with Nan Yuanman cannot be repaired.
Jiang Lixuan raised his hand to cover his reddened eyes, and his phone in his pocket vibrated wildly.
He pressed his nose, which was stinging with tears, and picked up his phone to answer the call. Jiang Hengzhi's voice came through: "Xinxin is back in S City. Have you found your father?"
"Xinxin went back?" Jiang Lixuan was somewhat surprised. Hearing him mention Jiang Tianzong, he paused slightly before speaking with difficulty in a hoarse voice, "Second brother, Dad, he..."
"Dead."
Jiang Hengzhi's pupils contracted sharply, and the phone he was holding fell to the ground with a thud.
Sitting on a hospital bench, swinging her legs and looking left and right with curiosity about everything, Jiang Xinxin—or rather, Jiang Zhen—looked at him questioningly and asked sweetly, "What's wrong?"
Jiang Hengzhi ignored her and hurriedly tried to pick up his phone, but then he heard Jiang Zhen continue, "Ah, judging from your appearance, Jiang Tianzong must be dead. What a pity."
Jiang Hengzhi paused, slowly turned his head, and looked at 'Jiang Xinxin' with an extremely imposing gaze.
Jiang Hengzhi: "You..."
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