Qiu Xing's good mood ended when he returned to the door of the sanatorium.
Just as their car approached, a car parked at the door suddenly flashed its lights, and then Feng Qinglin, who had not been seen for a while, got out of the car.
Xie Yang turned his head to look at Qiu Xing.
The joy in Qiu Xing's eyes disappeared like smoke, and he said, "Stop the car."
Zhou Miao pulled the car over.
Qiu Xing did not get out of the car, he just lowered the window.
Feng Qinglin came to the side of the car, bent down to look at Qiu Xing, then looked at Xie Yang who was beside Qiu Xing, and said, "Uncle, I want to see grandma."
Qiu Xing looked indifferent, not looking at Feng Qinglin, and said, "So you still remember that you have a grandmother."
Feng Qinglin was silent for two seconds, then softened his tone: "Uncle, I know I was wrong before...but you can't stop me from seeing grandma."
Prevent?
Qiu Xing's expression, which had just relaxed, froze instantly. He laughed angrily and said, "Stop? Feng Qinglin, you are really——"
"Don't be angry." Xie Yang held Qiu Xing down, "I'll take care of it." Then he stretched out his hand and raised the window on Qiu Xing's side, and said to Zhou Miao, "Send Qiu Xing back to the sanatorium." Then he opened the door and got out of the car.
Qiu Xing called out, "Jie Yang."
Jie Yang turned around and held the car door, then bent down to meet Qiu Xing's gaze and said, "I think it's part of my duty to help my employer deal with his ignorant nephew. You go in first and I'll follow. Don't worry, I won't really bully your nephew. I just want to educate him. After he's educated him, I'll bring him to see you." Then he closed the car door.
The car stopped for a few seconds and then drove away.
Xie Yang looked at Feng Qinglin who was frowning and said, "You came at the right time. Let's settle the accounts."
…
Half an hour later, the two sat down in a private room in a cafe.
Feng Qinglin's attitude was resistant and alert. He said, "Jie Yang, what do you want to do? Why do you have to interfere in the family affairs between me, my uncle, and my grandmother?"
"Then I want to ask you, why did you tell Mu Zhouyi, who has nothing to do with my family affairs and my relationship with Qiu Xing?"
Feng Qinglin paused and evaded the question: "Why are you suddenly talking about her?"
Xie Yang said coldly: "Tell me first, have you told Mu Zhouyi about the fact that the Xie family almost went bankrupt and that I was sent to Qiu Xing by the Xie family?"
Feng Qinglin felt guilty and explained, "She saw you and your uncle together when she was working in the same crew as you last time. She was afraid of misunderstanding, so she asked me about it. Then I explained it to her to prevent her from having any wild thoughts. Jie Yang, don't change the subject."
"I'm not trying to change the subject. You just can't get to the point." Xie Yang leaned forward and stared into Feng Qinglin's eyes. "Let me tell you what Mu Zhouyi did after getting that information from you. She took the initiative to contact my competitor Fang Chengnan and used that information to get a special guest spot on "Go Fighting," which led to rumors of me being kept by someone spreading throughout the entertainment industry. You should really thank her for not telling Fang Chengnan your uncle's name, otherwise Qiu Xing would have become the talk of the entire entertainment industry now."
Feng Qinglin was stunned, then shook his head and said, "That's impossible, maybe she just didn't mean it—"
"Inadvertently completed a transaction with Fang Chengnan to exchange information for resources? Feng Qinglin, you are so stupid and ridiculous." Xie Yang suddenly reached out and pressed down Feng Qinglin's hand on the table, then poured all the supernatural powers he had recovered today into Feng Qinglin's body.
Feng Qinglin looked at Jie Yang in shock, then his eyes blurred and he raised his other hand to press his forehead.
A strong sense of devouring and sweeping came back, and there were so many golden fingers left in Feng Qinglin's brain that Jie Yang didn't even feel angry. After roughly sweeping away the garbage for Feng Qinglin, he immediately withdrew his hand and wiped it on the table, then waited quietly for Feng Qinglin's reaction.
After two full minutes, Feng Qinglin slowly put down his hand, shook his head in confusion, frowned at Jie Yang, and looked humiliated as if he had been seduced by someone he hated, and asked, "What were you doing just now?"
Xie Yang looked at Feng Qinglin with the corner of his eyes: "I was going to beat you up, but you shamelessly pretended to be uncomfortable. Suddenly I don't want to fight anymore, you coward."
“…”
Feng Qinglin explained: "I really felt uncomfortable suddenly, and when you touched me--"
"Don't slander me, that wasn't touching, that was beating, I have no interest in humanoid trash like you."
“…”
Feng Qinglin put his hand away, rubbed his forehead again, and said: "Let's get back to the topic, Jie Yang, I'm not here to talk to you about Mu Zhouyi today, I want to see my grandmother, you'd better not stop me."
"Whether I stop you or not depends on why you want to see your aunt." Xie Yang looked at Feng Qinglin straight in the eye, "Tell me, why do you want to see your aunt? Let me tell you in advance, if you heard that your aunt will not live long and want to take the opportunity to play the family card in front of your aunt and trick your aunt into leaving you more inheritance, then I can only say that you are a beast."
Feng Qinglin's face turned green, and he said angrily: "Jie Yang, stop slandering me."
"If you are not going to do something beastly, then how can I be slandering you? Feng Qinglin, then tell me why you suddenly want to come to see your aunt? If it's not for the inheritance, then is it that you have a change of heart? It's a miracle that you, an ungrateful person who can tell your own uncle's private affairs to an inexplicable woman, actually have a heart?"
Feng Qinglin was so angry that he couldn't speak. He stood up and said, "I have nothing to say to you. I want to see my uncle."
"I have to say it even if there is nothing else to say. If you don't convince me, I promise you will never have the chance to see your uncle again in your life."
Feng Qinglin stopped walking, looked sideways at Jie Yang, and said coldly: "Jie Yang, don't take yourself too seriously, you are just a tool for getting married."
Xie Yang sneered and looked at Feng Qinglin with a cold and sharp gaze: "Then I also advise you not to take yourself too seriously. When Qiu Xing and your aunt are soft-hearted, you are a nephew and a grandson. When they know your wolfish ambitions and put away the last bit of affection they have for you, you will be just the son of an enemy who deserves to be killed."
Feng Qinglin could no longer bear it, so he stepped forward and grabbed Jie Yang by the collar, angrily saying: "Jie Yang, what do you know as an outsider! Shut up, or you may not even know how you died."
"I hate it most when someone threatens me with their life." Jie Yang kicked Feng Qinglin away. Before Feng Qinglin got up from the ground, he bent down and grabbed Feng Qinglin's collar, pressed his knee on Feng Qinglin's stomach, stared into Feng Qinglin's eyes, and said, "How many times have I reminded you to look at things with your heart, not just your eyes! You treat your uncle and grandmother as enemies, but you trust Mu Zhouyi, who has ulterior motives. And the Feng family, those scum who treat you as a joke and a bargaining chip, I'm really curious about how the Feng family brainwashed you to make you think that your uncle, who is always struggling on the line between life and death, would be so bored as to waste his life to hurt you!"
Feng Qinglin struggled, but found that he could not break free from Jie Yang's grip.
"Do you know what your uncle planned? He originally planned to deal with your unstable family members before he died, snatch the Feng family, and then sort out the enemies, and then hand them all over to you, so that you can comfortably be the winner in life. He even wanted to use himself to sharpen your knife, just to make you more competitive!"
Feng Qinglin's struggle suddenly stopped.
"But that was only in the past. Now that I'm here, Rongding can only belong to Qiu Xing, and you..." Xie Yang let go of Feng Qinglin, stood up, took out his cell phone, and looked down at Feng Qinglin, "I'm going to teach you a good lesson. Listen carefully."
He dug out Ji Zehui's phone and called him, directly turning on the speakerphone, and asked, "The invitation to the Muzhou Yi V Club dinner was given by He Rumin, right?"
"Why are you asking this again? It was given by He Rumin. Didn't I tell you last time?"
"What about the solo performance at the Z City Satellite TV New Year's Eve Gala? With Mu Zhouyi's terrible reputation recently, he shouldn't be able to get a solo performance."
"That was also what He Rumin helped her get. I really find it strange. Before, Mu Zhouyi was trying to change jobs with Chen Yan, and He Rumin was so angry. But now He Rumin is wholeheartedly helping Mu Zhouyi, as if he was possessed by a demon. I even suspect that there is some kind of deal between the two of them that cannot be seen by others."
"Thanks." Xie Yang hung up the phone and called Shen Yan again.
The call was connected quickly.
"Hello?"
"Brother Chen, have you finished filming Crazy Musician? Is Mu Zhouyi still pestering you?"
"Why do you ask that?"
"I'm educating my stupid relative who's chasing Mu Zhouyi. He's right next to me. Brother Chen, if it's convenient, can you help me say a few words to him? He doesn't believe anything I say."
"..." Chen Yan said cautiously after a while, "This... relative, Mu Zhouyi is not a good match. I suggest you reconsider it."
After Chen Yan, Xie Yang called Long Shuyou and Fang Chengnan separately and asked them to explain in detail how Mu Zhouyi tried to get Long Shuyou to release an album for her, and how Mu Zhouyi used information to exchange for resources with Fang Chengnan.
The more Feng Qinglin listened, the more stunned his expression became, and finally his face was full of surprise and suspicion.
Jie Yang hung up the phone, then edited a text message and sent it to Feng Qinglin, saying: "This is the name of the person I just talked to. Without disturbing them, you are welcome to check the information they said. If any of them is false, you are welcome to confront me. Feng Qinglin, you are a loser who can't even understand a woman with ill intentions who casts her net everywhere. If your uncle doesn't treat you harshly, do you think you can achieve anything? Are you a little more sober now? Do you understand your own weight and your ability to judge people? The Feng family is really deliberately making you useless. You are narrow-minded, credulous, stubborn, and self-righteous... What you need most now is to be retrained." After that, he put away his phone, turned around and left.
Feng Qinglin's expression was shocked, and he called out instinctively: "Jie Yang!"
Xie Yang stopped, turned around and took one last look at Feng Qinglin, then took out his mask and put it on: "Go back and think carefully about why you want to see your aunt. Don't go to the nursing home until you are more clear-headed, and don't disturb the old lady's rare and peaceful years."
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