Chapter 133 Chen Qing grew up in my hands
Mrs. Jiang glanced at him and warned him secretly, "Yinyin has done the Jiang family a favor. I remember it in my heart. Wei Liang, don't worry. Lao Jiang and I will not treat her unfairly."
Wei Liang was a little overwhelmed, "Mrs. Jiang, you have done enough for us two brothers and sisters. This engagement..."
Jiang Jingyan sat down opposite him without saying a word.
He observed the man's expression and felt worried. "Yinyin is just an ordinary student. She is not worthy of Mr. Jiang."
"What's the point of marrying up?" Mrs. Chiang said earnestly. "Chiang Kai-shek and I don't have such a strong opinion about family background. He was also an ordinary person back then."
Jiang Jingyan drank his soup slowly, "Mother, don't you care about my family background now?"
"If you don't want to marry a noble lady, what can I do?"
"It doesn't matter if the woman I want to marry is from a high or low family, as long as I like her."
Madam Jiang pretended not to understand and took Wei Yin's hand. "Jingyan follows his father and has high standards for the conduct of some young ladies from aristocratic families. I think that since our two families know each other well, and Yinyin has a clean background and is well-mannered, she's the perfect match."
"If mother wants to know everything about Chen Qing, she grew up in my care and knows everything about her." Jiang Jingyan said half seriously, half jokingly, "I think she knows better."
He laid the matter out in the open. Mrs. Jiang smiled, but her eyes were filled with shock. "What are you doing? Don't you think the trouble you've caused is big enough?"
She gradually lost control of her anger and raised her voice slightly, "In front of Director Wei, do you still have any manners?"
Wei Liang smiled bitterly and said nothing.
The air pressure in the restaurant was getting lower and lower, and it was so quiet that it made people's scalps numb. The nanny and the servants wisely left.
Wei Yin held Mrs. Jiang's hand to comfort her. "My brother and I understand what's going on between Mr. Jiang and Qing'er. In the current situation, let's stop those media reports from being reckless. As for the rest... I don't care."
Mrs. Jiang's anger subsided a lot. "Fortunately, Yinyin is sensible. If it were another girl, who could do this?"
Jiang Jingyan has always been efficient at the dinner table and doesn't waste time. It's a habit he developed in the army. It takes him less than ten minutes to eat. Later, in order to accompany Chen Qing, he forced himself to learn to chew slowly.
He stood up while wiping his mouth.
"Where are you going? Stop!" Mrs. Jiang was furious.
Jiang Jingyan, with his coat hanging from his arm, tilted his head to light a cigarette, and said nonchalantly, "My son's nightlife, mother, do you want to listen carefully?"
"You're going to find Chen Qing?" Mrs. Jiang gasped angrily, "There are so many people outside waiting to catch you doing something wrong, and you just left your guests alone—"
"Miss Wei is sensible, she can handle it."
Jiang Jingyan held a cigarette in his mouth, glanced across the restaurant, and smiled coldly.
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Lian Zhuo was on the top floor of Xianxuan Teahouse. Feng Hai was no ordinary person and was very cautious. Although he agreed to meet him, he avoided answering the conditions and kept beating around the bush.
"Boss Hai, Mr. Jiang didn't give me that much time." Lian Zhuo smiled and poured tea. "Just give me a definite answer so I can go back and report."
Feng Hai swung the agarwood bracelet in his hand and said calmly, "Finding a fugitive is not that difficult."
Lian Zhuo was waiting patiently when there was a knock on the box door.
He stood up suddenly and bowed his head respectfully, "Mr. Jiang."
The man's coat was damp from outside, his eyes were sharp and hesitant, and he strode in.
Feng Hai hesitated for a moment, then stood up and greeted, "Why are you coming here in person so late?"
Jiang Jingyan sat down in the main seat, with his elbows across the back of the chair, looking very imposing.
He narrowed his eyes and stared at Feng Hai's right hand hanging in the air. "Boss Hai is so slow to nod, isn't he just waiting for me?"
"Don't be offended." Feng Hai was not embarrassed and calmly withdrew his hand. "I feel uneasy when I can't see the master when doing business."
"Don't you want to gnaw on that piece of fat meat in the East District?"
"I'll gnaw on it, but even without you, I can still find a way to get that piece of meat back to my nest."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to get everything back intact by then."
Feng Hai fell silent.
Jiang Jingyan was neither anxious nor impatient. He drank a cup of strong tea and rinsed his mouth. "Boss Hai, since I came here sincerely, if you have any concerns, you can tell me directly."
"With Mr. Jiang's ability, it's no problem for him to play a small role. It's really unreasonable for me to get involved." Feng Hai touched the back of his head, his smile revealing his shrewdness.
He asked the waiter to change the teacup and said tentatively, "I guess Mr. Jiang doesn't want me to find someone, but to rob someone."
Lian Zhuo was startled. This sea of peaks was indeed not simple.
Jiang Jingyan smiled and said, "He has brains."
"You're too kind." Feng Hai relaxed. "I'm only doing business. I don't want to get involved in the political intrigues. No matter who the other party is, my whole family might be wiped out."
"Boss Hai is right to be cautious. This isn't a big deal. I just want the process, not the result."
Feng Hai was stunned and didn't react for a moment.
The man raised his head and exhaled a column of smoke. His face was so sinister that no one dared to look directly at him. "Talking too much will do you no good. Within a week, someone will smell the scent and come to the teahouse. By then, whether you are loyal to me or defect, I will not pursue the matter. But what I promised you will still be yours."
Feng Hai understood. Although Jiang Jingyan had retired to work at Huasheng, discipline was ingrained in him. He couldn't really cooperate with him, or else he would become his "protective umbrella."
After figuring this out, he felt much more relieved. He picked up the teacup with both hands and bent down to touch the water in front of the man. Ripples appeared on the water surface, and under the mist, Jiang Jingyan's calm face could be vaguely seen.
The next day, the inspection team arrived at the ancient town for the final acceptance.
Chen Qing sat cross-legged on the bay window in a daze. Not far away on the path, a group of people passed by. Yan Baiqing was in the lead. His black executive jacket injected a touch of toughness into his gentle appearance. Under the scorching sun, his whole body was coated with a halo, and he looked like a nobleman with high spirits.
She couldn't help but think of the first time she met Yan Baiqing, which was at Qingju Manlou. At that time, Tao Siran was still with Jiang Jingyan. Now, the person has changed, and it's still not her.
Chen Qing changed his clothes, went downstairs and waited at the fork in the road.
After about an hour or two, the inspection team prepared to change venue.
While Yan Baiqing was talking to someone next to him, he caught a glimpse of a sneaky figure in the small park in front of the B&B.
He smiled silently, said a few words to his secretary, and strode towards the ancient banyan tree.
"Waiting for me?"
Chen Qing shuddered, turned around, and smiled, "Is Mr. Yan done with his work?"
"No." Yan Baiqing's broad figure blocked the scorching light for her. "You seem absent-minded, let me take a look."
"How about...you go ahead and do your work first, and then we'll talk. I'll take a breath."
He suddenly laughed, "Qing'er, you are not the kind of person who would hide things."
Chen Qing scratched his head in embarrassment.
After a long pause, she pursed her lips and said, "I want to ask about his situation. I can't find any official information online, and there's no announcement on the Huasheng official website. Does this mean—"
"She was punished." Yan Baiqing said seriously, his eyes fixed on a spot of yellow and white in her hair.
The flowers of the Sophora japonica trees in the ancient town were only a few in number. He reached out, plucked a small flower, and twisted it between his fingers. "Jingyan can't escape it."
Chen Qing's breathing seemed to be stagnant, and his voice was trembling. "Then...what happens after the punishment?"
Yan Baiqing looked at her until he saw the darkness in her eyes.
"Want to help him?" He hesitated inexplicably, then returned to normal after a moment, "Come with me to meet someone."
"who."
"The former guest of Qingyoufuyuan, Mr. Huang."
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