Chapter 180 Let me help you snatch your wife?
The nanny came in to make tea at this time and was startled by the atmosphere in the room.
Yan Baiqing held the teacup, savored the tea, and spoke softly, "Seven years ago, the city and Zhounan jointly established a cultural tourism zone, and you had a problem."
Meng Hongwen's heart sank.
That was one of his few failures. It was ostensibly a tourist area, but in reality it was a cover for an underground money laundering operation. He had arranged the engineering company to bid, but something went wrong and the province temporarily decided to add a quota, giving priority to a small company that had won the title of "Advanced Enterprise" that year.
He was unable to confront the provincial government, so he had to send his own people to test the boss of that company, intending to bring him in. However, the boss was unmoved and pretended to agree. Just as the project was about to start, he turned around and prepared a letter of denunciation. Fortunately, he discovered it in time and before Jiang Zhongyi saw the letter, he changed the subject to reporting the problem of corruption in the project.
The city and Zhounan jointly investigated the case, and the heads of the two engineering companies were imprisoned at the same time, but their endings were very different. The company boss who worked hard for Meng Hongwen was released from prison the following year, while the boss of the "Advanced Enterprise" and his wife, who worked in finance, committed suicide in prison due to the seriousness of their crimes.
The underground money houses had intricate ties with overseas, and Meng Hongwen had put in a lot of effort. He was busy covering it up at the time, and had no choice but to take the blame for those two lives.
Later, Yan Baiqing took over the money shop when he worked in Zhounan. It went smoothly, but it almost aroused Jiang Jingyan's suspicion.
"Why bring this up?" Meng Hongwen lifted the lid of his teacup, a subtle warning laced in his tone, "Bringing up the past will only add to your troubles."
Yan Baiqing sat lazily, rubbing the bridge of his nose, looking distressed, "Jingyan secretly collected some clues."
Meng Hongwen's grip tightened. "It's been six years since the case was closed, and he's suddenly investigating this?"
"It wasn't sudden." Yan Baiqing opened his eyes and looked directly at him. "He's been investigating for six years."
Meng Hongwen's heart was pounding. Six years, that is to say, Jiang Jingyan had suspected him for six years. This teacher-student relationship had not just reached the edge of collapse now.
"He's retired to Washington. He doesn't have the authority to investigate this case."
Yan Baiqing remained calm, puffing out a cigarette and playing with it. "Not having the authority is one thing, but because of his future wife, he has to get to the bottom of it. With Jiang Zhongyi in power, he has a chance to overturn the case and have it retried."
"Future wife? Chen Qing?"
He nodded.
Meng Hongwen suddenly remembered that the boss who died in prison was also named Chen. He panicked completely, "Chen Qing is the orphan of that young boss. Did you just find out, or did you know it from the beginning?"
Yan Baiqing didn't respond directly, flicking the metal cover of his lighter intermittently. "What's important now is whether you and I share the same goal."
"What is your purpose?"
"The doctor said mother only has two months left." He leaned forward, elbows on knees, the pressure in his eyes invisibly approaching Meng Hongwen, "You are the only one left for me, and I can only protect you."
Meng Hongwen looked at him for a long time, "You were angry with me because of Chen Qing some time ago, are you willing to protect me and give her up now?"
"I won't give up Qing'er. She will be mine sooner or later."
A moment of dead silence.
Yan Baiqing narrowed his eyes. "I know what you're worried about. It's the same as a tiger won't eat its own cubs. Although Qing'er is in my hands, you and I are in the same boat. This old case ends here."
Meng Hongwen suddenly laughed, "You said you wanted to ask for something, and you wanted me to help you snatch your wife from Jingyan."
"No." Yan Baiqing stood up. "I will submit my resignation next week and officially inherit the Yan family at the end of the month. During this time, you need to explain the details of that year to me so that I can deal with Jingyan."
He spoke very slowly, pressing the issue step by step. "Besides that, give me 20% of your network of influence in Zhounan and the city. Otherwise, I won't be able to subdue him."
Meng Hongwen stared at him, anger showing on his face.
Yan Baiqing poured out the cooled tea in his cup and slowly filled it up. "Jingyan once said to me, 'A scholar does not care about money, and a warrior does not fear death.' His determination and justice are the blood and bones of the Jiang family. If you are soft-hearted, you will be completely defeated by Jiang Zhongyi."
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The study returned to silence. Meng Hongwen asked the servant to contact Mrs. Jiang on the landline and found an excuse to postpone the meeting.
Yan Baiqing received the news after leaving the manor and laughed out loud as expected.
Hua Mei glanced at him through the rearview mirror and asked, "Will Mr. Meng agree?"
"He had no choice but to agree." The man rested his head on the chair, his eyelids half closed. "No matter how much he loves his ex-lover's son, he won't acknowledge his own son if his own interests are involved."
"Since you want to bring down Jiang Jingyan, snatching Chen Qing away from you will only exacerbate the conflict and create obstacles for you, won't it?"
"To destroy Jiang Jingyan..." Yan Baiqing said, emphasizing each word, "Why should I destroy him?"
Hua Mei chose her words carefully, "Mr. Meng is good to him, but not to you."
Jiang Jingyan was a student personally selected by Meng Hongwen, and his care and cultivation for him were truly a teacher's deepest gratitude. Yan Baiqing, on the other hand, was forced upon him by the Yan family and initially overlooked, a title he held in vain. It wasn't until he helped Meng Hongwen clean up his mess that things began to change.
Although they are blood relatives, they are not as good as a stranger.
As a bystander, Hua Mei felt sorry for him and felt that he was wronged, so it was understandable that he hated Jiang Jingyan.
She controlled the steering wheel and sighed softly, "Is snatching Chen Qing also part of your revenge?"
The man didn't reply.
At the same time, Mrs. Jiang received a call from Meng Hongwen on the way saying that he had something to do and could not meet her, so she asked the driver to turn around and go home.
She was in a state of turmoil. Yan Weilan was critically ill, and the Yan family was 100% inherited by Yan Boqing. A businessman had no strong constraints, and he would do whatever he wanted to get it. In addition, Meng Hongwen had been promoted and held the Jiang family's leverage...
After returning to the Chiang residence, Mrs. Chiang was still in a daze.
Sister Mei came to greet her and happily took the leather bag and coat. "Miss Qing'er is making soup for you. Mr. Jiang is also helping inside. I have no more work to do today."
Mrs. Jiang's eyebrows twitched, but she said nothing.
Seeing that her expression was off, Sister Mei withdrew her smile and began to wonder. The last time Young Master Jiang cooked for her was when he was 14. Mrs. Jiang was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling all night. She took pictures to show off to Mr. Jiang and was almost ready to print them out and hang them in the bedroom. Why didn't this trick work?
Mrs. Jiang stood there for a while and went to the kitchen.
In the thick white light, two people wearing aprons stood on the left and the other on the right, one watching over the soup pot and the other washing vegetables and preparing food. It was extremely warm.
Jiang Jingyan wiped his hands, put his arm around Chen Qing and said something, which made her face turn red.
Mrs. Jiang stood in the shadows, let out a deep breath, and went upstairs to her bedroom.
She had been young before, and she knew how rare it was for Jiang Jingyan to be happy at this moment, and she also knew what Chen Qing meant to him.
There was a document on the coffee table in the bedroom, and Mrs. Jiang caught a glimpse of a few words out of the corner of her eye.
Divorce agreement.
She threw it into the drawer without saying a word and sat on the sofa in a daze.
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