Chapter 115 I Want to Deal with Him
The police questioning did not last long. The nurse reminded the patient forty minutes later that he needed to rest.
As they were leaving, Jiang Jingyan suddenly spoke up, "I suggest we investigate the thug's spending over the past two weeks and what places he's been visiting. He's so loyal, he must be Zhang Zhao's confidant. He might know something."
Wei Yin subconsciously looked at him. The man had a dull expression, but his every move and gesture showed the calmness and sharpness of a superior.
Many years ago, she had imagined in her mind what kind of man this was. Whenever Wei Liang mentioned anything about Mr. Jiang, she always listened with great interest.
The image we learned from Wei Liang all came from Mrs. Jiang. No matter the funny childhood, the rebellious adolescence, or the sophistication in adulthood, she has not missed any stage of life. It can be said that she and Jiang Jingyan are "childhood sweethearts" in another sense.
She once secretly believed that she was closer to Mr. Jiang, who was considered noble and upright by the outside world, than to others. Even though he was engaged to the Tao family, she felt that Tao Siran was not the person he would stay with.
Until Chen Qing appeared.
Wei Yin's eyes fell on the man's handsome and heroic face, listening to him giving orders for his case. This attitude made her fascinated.
After the explanation was clear, Jiang Jing said calmly, "Ask him who he met and leave it to me."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his eyes and happened to catch Wei Yin's clenched hands.
"Mr. Jiang," she said, her breath unsteady. "You're busy with work, and you still have to worry about these little things. Aren't you too tired?"
The man crossed his legs and tapped his knees intermittently. "This is not a trivial matter. My mother values Director Wei. You were injured because of me. Of course, the Jiang family must seek justice for you."
Wei Yin smiled, lowered her head, and said nothing more.
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When Jiang Jingyan went down to the hospital lobby, he met Yan Baiqing's secretary at the elevator entrance.
"Mr. Jiang," the secretary bowed. "I'm here to visit Miss Chen on behalf of Mr. Yan and bring her some of her favorite treats."
The man looked straight ahead, his aura chilling. "Tell my senior brother that I'm here, so there's no need to bother him."
Lian Zhuo stood in front of the secretary and said, "Please go back."
Jiang Jingyan didn't want to delve into the details of Yan Baiqing's behavior. He had something more important to confirm tonight.
An hour later, the car stopped in front of a small Western-style building on the outskirts of the city.
He didn't move for a long time. Lian Zhuo leaned over and asked, "Are you going?"
There was a chill in Jiang Jingyan's brows, his whole body hidden in the darkness. The large lights of the manor blocked the car window. His face was a mixture of light and dark, appearing extremely vicious.
After a long while, he got off the car.
Lian Zhuo wanted to accompany him but was stopped.
"Wait for me here." Jiang Jingyan strode in. "No one is allowed to come in."
The servant at the door was startled and came forward, "Why are you here so suddenly? Mr. Meng is meeting guests in the study."
"No problem, I'll wait a moment."
He did not enter the reception room, but stood in the middle of the courtyard.
Jiang Jingyan has almost never been to Meng Hongwen's private residence in the city. Jiang Zhongyi and Meng Hongwen belong to two different factions. It would be fine if they were in Zhounan, but if they had too much contact in the city, it would be easy for rumors to arise.
This is Meng Hongwen’s explanation.
Jiang Jingyan was teasing the parrot in the courtyard and casually asked the servant, "Did my senior brother give it to me?"
"Yes, a few years ago, a leader from the south came here on business, and Mr. Yan accompanied him. He found this little guy interesting, so he brought it to Mr. Meng to entertain him."
The parrot turned its little head in the cage and sang in a shrill voice, "Higher and higher, higher and higher!"
Jiang Jingyan laughed.
The servant spread some food and said, "It knows a lot of auspicious words! It has basically learned everything that Master Meng taught it."
“The teacher is always good at teaching.”
His tone was ambiguous. The servant paused and bowed, "I'll make you some tea."
Jiang Jingyan waited in the yard for half an hour before the servant escorted the guest out.
He didn't avoid him deliberately. When the man saw him, he looked a little uncomfortable, smiled and left.
"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Meng invites you in."
Jiang Jingyan took a deep breath outside the door, his chest swelling and collapsing.
He stepped into the reception room.
Meng Hongwen walked down the stairs with a smile, "Mr. Jiang, I am sorry for being so inconsiderate."
"Just mock me."
"You came so late without telling me in advance. I didn't prepare anything at home."
"If I had known you had company, I would have come another day."
Meng Hongwen picked up the teacup and said, "That person is my subordinate in Zhounan. He ran into some trouble and came to me to solve it."
Jiang Jingyan sat in a casual and unruly manner, jokingly saying, "You are already at this age, it's time to retire."
"Oh, you're here to ask about my work!"
After the laughter, the huge living room suddenly fell silent.
Jiang Jingyan took out a cigarette and said, "I'm here because I have a problem that I need help with."
Meng Hongwen was stunned.
Jiang Jingyan has always been experienced. In the first few years when he came under his command, he was very aggressive and aggressive. Gradually, he became calmer, but he could not get rid of his arrogant nature. It was very strange that he called him "teacher" so solemnly and seriously.
"How fresh! Is there any trouble you can't solve?"
"Yan Baiqing." Jiang Jingyan spoke word by word, his tone nonchalant, "There is a conflict between us."
Meng Hongwen didn't care much and shook his head helplessly, "You two have been quarreling for years. The older you get, the more conflicts you have. I don't think it will stop even when you are in your seventies or eighties."
Jiang Jingyan dusted off his cigarette ashes and said, "This time is different. I'm going to deal with him."
Suddenly there was dead silence.
Meng Hongwen's expression grew serious. So many people praised his teaching skills, raising Yan Baiqing to be a refined and elegant student. Jiang Jingyan, on the other hand, was fearless in the face of danger, possessing the demeanor of a great general.
It is an indescribable honor to have two such people in my life.
But he also had moments of lingering fear.
Meng Hongwen looked across at the other side, his eyes deep, "Is it really that serious?"
"Now that I've said this, you should be able to think of it."
He put down his teacup and said nothing.
Jiang Jingyan dragged over an ashtray and slowly put it out. "You think that's wrong?"
"From my perspective, I certainly think it's best for you to get along."
“Principles are more important than positions.”
Meng Hongwen looked away, a little regretful, "You have your own ideas. Once you make a decision, you will do it even if ten guns are pointed at your head."
Jiang Jingyan laughed heartily, "Then I'll take it as your consent."
"You came to me to inform me, and you didn't expect me to intervene."
He raised an eyebrow in acknowledgment.
Meng Hongwen also gave some other instructions, such as not to be too awkward and to leave room for Yan Baiqing.
Jiang Jing agreed to all of them.
When they returned to the hospital, Tang Xiaoming hurriedly escaped, saying that he had a date.
Chen Qing leaned against the window to look at the moon. The man approached and pressed against her back. "Doesn't your legs hurt?"
“It doesn’t affect walking.”
"I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow and go home to recuperate."
She turned around and huddled in his arms, her eyes moist. "I know everything. It was Zhang Zhao."
Jiang Jingyan paused, his expression not looking good. "Did Tang Xiaoming say that? Or did my mother say that?"
"I should be the one being kidnapped."
He leaned over and kissed the corner of her eye, "It's not your fault."
Chen Qing looked up.
Their eyes met, like a whirlpool in a strong wind.
Jiang Jingyan seemed to have noticed something, and his eyes became extremely cold.
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