Chapter 177 If you are not Mr. Jiang, are you still with me?
At this moment, the servant from the courtyard ran in and paused when he saw this scene. "The old man is back."
Mrs. Jiang took a deep breath and returned to the restaurant.
Jiang Jingyan walked to the entrance to meet Jiang Zhongyi and took the initiative, "I have something to talk to you about."
Jiang Zhongyi's face was obviously tired, his eyes were hesitant, and he went upstairs.
The chessboard in the study was still untouched, still the same endgame left by the father and son last time.
Jiang Jingyan stroked the red chess piece for a while, turned around and sat down, took out a cigarette and handed it over.
The flame reflected on Jiang Zhongyi's face, sometimes brighter and sometimes darker. He said in a deep voice, "Are you angry with your mother again?"
Jiang Jingyan put down the lighter and said, "We've already decided to divorce, and you're still protecting her."
"Divorce is between us two. It has nothing to do with you! Let her be. Chen Qing will have an easier time at home in the future."
He licked his teeth and mentioned something else, "Next week is the school anniversary. Professor Meng, I, your senior brother, have been invited to attend the lecture."
Jiang Zhongyi hummed, rubbed the cigarette holder, and seemed to be thinking about something.
"Ten years ago, on the day I became your disciple, you and Mother didn't show up. This is a good opportunity. The outside world knows you're avoiding suspicion. Let Mother go, and Chen Qing will accompany her."
He raised his eyes and smiled, "What do you want to say?"
"I know what happened between Mother and Mr. Meng."
Jiang Zhongyi leaned back with a cigarette in his mouth, his aura of authority without anger, "I know what."
"I know why you insisted on getting a divorce, and why Mother led the Zhong family to force the Yan family to flee back to the Greater Bay Area." Jiang Jing's tone was even, as calm as if he was talking about someone else's affairs. "I'm already this old, why do you have to hide it from me?"
Jiang Zhongyi dusted off his cigarette ash and pointed at the chessboard, "Have you understood what I said to you before?"
"You won't let me be a river pawn, but you're trying to be one yourself?"
He laughed, "Is it a good thing? Why would I argue about this?"
Jiang Jingyan felt a tightness in his chest, so he stood up, opened the window, and stood opposite Jiang Zhongyi.
"Don't interfere. I'll handle the problems I caused myself." He opened the cigarette box and took out a cigarette. "Just focus on your retirement."
The white hair on Jiang Zhongyi's temples trembled in the wind. "You can only deal with Bai Qing, Lao Meng, it's not your turn."
Jiang Jingyan said nothing, his brows and eyes gloomy due to the smoke.
"Since you know the reason why I chose to divorce, I advise you to reconsider your marriage with Chen Qing."
He suddenly raised his eyes, his gaze sharp.
Jiang Zhongyi's gaze fell on the clear sky outside the window, his tone melancholy. "Your mother severed ties with me, but she's still Miss Zhong. Any mistakes in the Jiang family won't implicate her. Similarly, Chen Qing hasn't gotten married to you, so she's still a carefree student at school. I know you want her to have the status of Mrs. Jiang as soon as possible, so you can be free for another mission and your superiors will pay attention to her safety. But you know in your heart that glory and danger coexist."
"I have confidence." Jiang Jingyan's heartbeat was pounding, but he tried his best to suppress it. "Chen Qing is by my side, nothing will happen to him."
"If she's willing to stay here, nothing will happen to her. But if the situation is the same as last time, will she listen to you? She'll still go to Yindeng Pass and rush through mountains of swords and seas of fire! Jingyan, you're a man, not a god."
He took a deep puff of the cigarette, and it felt like a needle pricking his lungs.
Jiang Zhongyi stubbed out his cigarette and ordered weakly, "From today on, you are not allowed to investigate anything related to Lao Meng. He is a person who has won first-class merit. Ordinary people cannot shake him. If you insist on doing so, you will only end up being criticized and causing more harm than good."
Suddenly, there was a knock on the study door.
Lian Zhuo opened the door and said solemnly, "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang, Director Yan is critically ill."
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Jiang Jingyan returned to the bedroom and Chen Qing ran out of the bathroom.
"Where have you been?" Her face was covered with water droplets, crystal clear and clean, entering his eyes.
The coldness on the man's brow faded away, and he hugged her waist and said, "Talk to your father."
"I think I heard Mrs. Jiang scold you. Are you being venomous again?" Chen Qing wiped his face with a towel and complained, "She's old. How can she stand being angry every day?"
Jiang Jingyan laughed grimly, "Are you old? Your mother-in-law would be really angry if she heard this."
Chen Qing panicked, "Don't tell her..."
"It depends on my mood."
She pushed and went to the bathroom to put the towel.
Jiang Jingyan chased her in and cornered her at the sink, rubbing his stubble against the back of her neck. "Your mother-in-law is asking for a divorce, who are you going with?"
"Divorce?" Chen Qing was shocked. "Are you really going to divorce?"
He took the pink earlobe in his mouth, sucking and biting it gently, "I'm asking who you are with."
"I'm with you..."
"I'm not the son of the Jiang family anymore, are you still with me?"
Chen Qing shrank and gasped, his voice weak, "Follow."
"It's ruined."
"and."
Jiang Jingyan's lips moved to the corner of her eyes, "disgraced."
"I'll follow you."
He laughed, his breath spraying on her cheek, "Silly girl."
Chen Qing was kissed so hard that her mind left her body. Jiang Jingyan was very good at controlling her, and his attacks were powerful, like drilling densely into the gaps between her bones, easily bringing her to the point of explosion.
She couldn't bear it any longer and looked up at the ceiling.
The man took the opportunity to kiss her neck, his tongue sliding across the taut muscles, letting her indulge in the ocean once again.
The wild and brutal waves left no room for breathing and rubbed her until she fainted.
Even when everything calmed down, Chen Qing was still a little dazed.
Jiang Jingyan still wanted to hug her and kiss her, his voice a little hoarse, "Are you hungry?"
She shook her head and buried herself in his arms.
"What are you ashamed of?"
Laughter fell from above her head, and she buried herself deeper.
Jiang Jingyan stroked her naked back and remembered what Mrs. Jiang had warned him about in the morning.
He had indeed thought about getting pregnant before marriage. The Jiang family valued offspring, and Jiang Zhongyi valued responsibility. If Chen Qing became pregnant, he would take her home directly, saving the step of mediation in the middle.
But now, we have to make other plans.
If nothing else, the timing of Yan Weilan's critical illness was strange. Regardless of whether it was true or not, Yan Baiqing was the primary heir. Once he resigned in the city, it would be more convenient to do anything than before. Secondly, no matter what happened to him, Yan Weilan would still have the opportunity to enjoy his old age.
Jiang Jingyan has completely confirmed that Meng Hongwen is Yan Baiqing's biological father. The Yan family will be turned upside down soon. It is still unknown whether this "underground father and son" will continue to hide the truth. In short, Yan Baiqing is preparing a big move, and the target is him.
He could handle one person, but if Meng Hongwen intervened, he could barely protect Chen Qing.
This was also what Jiang Zhongyi meant when he reminded him that Meng Hongwen's personal achievements had too great an impact, and if he was to fall, he could not fall during his term of office, otherwise anyone involved would be a scapegoat for the rectification of discipline and a pawn crossing the river.
It doesn't matter that his future is ruined, but he just can't bear to see Chen Qing suffer.
Jiang Jingyan pulled the quilt, hugged her to his chest, and said hoarsely, "I can't sleep anymore, eat something."
She was half asleep and half awake, humming vaguely, "Ten minutes..."
He laughed helplessly, "I've been up all night and can't get up during the day. My sleep and sleep schedule is totally messed up."
"I can't sleep." Chen Qing twisted his head and raised his head, resting his forehead on his chin. "Your snoring keeps me awake."
"fart."
After coaxing for a long time, Chen Qing finally sat up with difficulty.
Jiang Jingyan changed his clothes and came out, but she was still sitting there.
"Hurry up and pack up, we have something important to do today."
He was adjusting his belt buckle, his shoulders were broad and his waist was narrow, his shirt was neatly done, his short hair was styled handsomely, his eyebrows were thick and dark, and his demeanor was calm, completely different from the unsatisfied look in bed.
What a well-dressed, gentlemanly scumbag.
Chen Qing curled up her legs, her long hair falling on her shoulders, "Going to Huasheng?"
"To the hospital."
"Who's in the hospital?"
"Director Yan."
Her heart skipped a beat. "Is it serious?"
Jiang Jingyan went to the cloakroom and chose a blue dress. He looked serious and said, "It's quite serious."
Chen Qing let him fiddle with his arms and adjust his zipper, feeling indescribable.
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