Chapter 196 I Won’t Lie to You Again
The nurse came out of the ward and calm had returned outside.
The team leader checked again and asked someone to listen to the recording that was just monitored in the room.
Only after confirming that nothing was wrong did he let her go.
Under their watchful eyes, the nurse calmly went into the doctor's office to compile the records, and half an hour later, went downstairs to the basement.
After two or three minutes, an Audi stopped in front of her. Inside sat a man in a black suit. He had handsome features and a strong aura.
She sat in the back seat, took off her white coat, turned up her sleeves, and near the inside of her arm, there was a line of crooked words: He wants to remove Wen, stop him, and find Ji Mingyin.
The man pinched the piece of cloth, pulled it hard, put it into his pocket, drove away from the hospital, and let the nurse get off at the intersection.
As the night gradually deepened, he headed west out of the city.
…
After Chen Qing came out of Xima Hutong, he found a coffee shop and waited for Yan Baiqing to come and pick up the documents.
Her conversation with Wan Lihong was not going very smoothly. Wan Lihong didn't know whether she felt guilty or had concerns, but she just hugged her and cried without saying a single useful word.
However, she was basically certain that Wan Lihong knew something.
A glass of juice was empty, and a Bentley was parked on the side of the road with its lights on.
After Yan Baiqing stepped down, he returned to the identity of Master Yan. He no longer had to keep a low profile and was generous. Yuan Hui said that the breakup fee he gave to Zhang Yun was an eight-figure set of jewelry. He ended the relationship in a decent manner, using the excuse that his mother was seriously ill and he was not in the mood to talk about love.
Although the Zhang family has status, Minister Zhang's identity does not allow them to be too ostentatious with money. People in the circle say that Zhang Yun has made a fortune. Some brave second-generation young ladies say that they can make a fortune in the future by dating Mr. Yan and earning breakup fees.
Chen Qing didn't get in the car. He stood on the steps and knocked on the car window.
Yan Baiqing's face was unusually gentle under the light of the street lamp. "If I had known the messenger was Qing'er, I would have ended the meeting earlier."
She smiled and handed the documents through the car window, "Mission accomplished, I'm going back to school."
"Get in the car, I'll take you there."
"There's a traffic jam right now, but there's a subway station right next to it, so don't bother."
Yan Baiqing looked back.
We chose to meet near a subway station and during the peak evening rush hour.
He laughed out loud, his tone teasing, "After meeting at the hospital, Qing'er is going to keep his distance from me?"
"You are Senior Brother Jingyan, so you should avoid suspicion. I don't like the feeling of being surrounded by rumors. Mr. Yan has also had such experiences, so he should understand."
Yan Baiqing gradually stopped smiling.
Chen Qing clutched the strap tightly, feeling uneasy.
After a long while, the man's voice became heavy. "Are you blaming me?"
Her fingers stiffened. "If you were the one who spread those rumors, I do blame you."
Yan Baiqing's expression changed slightly, but he said nothing.
"Is that you?"
He looked up again. Chen Qing looked stubborn like a little lamb, and his watery eyes looked into his heart.
"It's me."
Chen Qing was speechless for a moment. She didn't expect Yan Baiqing to admit it so directly.
"Anything else you want to ask?" He said frankly, "I'll give you a chance."
"How far are you going to go?"
"To the extent that it pleases my mother."
"She holds a grudge against Madam Jiang and the Jiang family. What about you? Mr. Yan, I've heard about what happened between you and Jiang Jingyan. You were sincere to him."
"It's fake." Yan Baiqing answered very quickly, almost without thinking, "I have my own purpose."
Chen Qing blinked, "You have hidden it for so many years, why are you telling me..."
"I won't lie to you again."
In the dark night, Yan Baiqing's eyes were burning, his body seemed to have lost a layer of bones, and he leaned weakly on the chair.
Chen Qing hurriedly lowered his head, "I don't like this."
"how."
"You spread those words, you deliberately approached me, let the outside world poke his spine, talk behind his back, and put thorns in his heart, and even the Jiang family lost face. From now on, don't use school matters to meet with me again. Today is the last time."
Yan Baiqing lowered his eyes and looked at the slender black shadow extending from under her feet.
The hem of her skirt was swaying, in a completely different direction from his.
"Do you know how the rumors attacked my mother and me when Madame Jiang forced the Yan family to flee back to the Greater Bay Area?"
Chen Qing was stunned, his heart instantly lifted.
Yan Baiqing's smile contained a hint of bitterness and loneliness. "The Zhong family was worried about my mother's pregnancy at that time. It must have hurt so much."
"That's—"
"Qing'er." He suddenly became frighteningly serious, his eyes stern. "The injustice owed to those to whom it is due is owed. I made it very clear last time at the hospital."
Chen Qing pursed his lips tightly and didn't respond.
Yan Baiqing's chest swelled up and then fell, as if he was suppressing his temper. His voice was muffled, "You can go now."
…
At ten o'clock the next morning, Jiang Jingyan drove to Wuhen Village.
Lian Zhuo bought two high-speed rail tickets yesterday. When he arrived at the station, he did not check his tickets. He went to the hospital and then left the province overnight to meet up with Lian Zhuo.
The summers in Wuhen Village are long, hot and dry.
After a night of running around, Jiang Jingyan took a shower in the hotel, changed into clean clothes, and went downstairs.
The coal boss who helped settle Li Xiangli's wife and daughter was a well-known local tyrant. Lian Zhuo contacted the village chief to act as a middleman and held a banquet at the Binhe Building.
When the three arrived, the coal boss was throwing a tantrum in the private room.
"Where did you come from? You're so rude. When someone invites me to dinner, they're the ones waiting for me!"
Lian Zhuo frowned and knocked on the door. "Boss Song, it's a long journey, please bear with me."
He put down a few bottles of Moutai and pulled out the chair on the left.
Boss Song had traveled extensively in his youth and had seen good stuff. He glanced at the table and softened his tone. "I heard from the village chief that this is a distinguished guest from the imperial city."
The air conditioning in the private room was low, so Jiang Jingyan didn't take off his coat, but unbuttoned his suit and sat down.
He was a tall and sturdy man with an extraordinary bearing. He also exuded a fierce and imposing aura, suppressing Boss Song's arrogance and making him subdue half of it. "What's your name?"
Jiang Jingyan pushed open the cigarette box with his thumb, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth without saying a word.
Lian Zhuo understood and lowered his voice, "Boss Song, the only thing you can never have too much of in this world is money, but the less you know, the safer you are."
Boss Song snorted coldly, "You came to me to inquire about someone, and you still have to hide it. Where is your sincerity?"
Lian Zhuo threw down a stack of envelopes.
He estimated the thickness and licked his front teeth. "I'm not short of money."
"Are you short of work?" Jiang Jingyan suddenly spoke.
Boss Song was stunned.
The man slowly dusted off his cigarette ashes, his tone sarcastic, "Boss Song is 42 years old, in the prime of life. He's running back to his hometown. Is he preparing to retire?"
"What do you mean?" Boss Song was anxious, pushing his chair and standing up. "Why can't I go back to my hometown?"
Jiang Jingyan leaned back, resting his elbows on the back of the chair next to him, and said in a cold tone, "I know exactly what you did wrong outside. As for why I didn't investigate you."
He took a long drag on the cigarette, let it roll down his throat, and exhaled slowly.
Boss Song was getting anxious waiting.
"I don't have that much free time." Jiang Jingyan tapped the edge of the table intermittently. "But if Boss Song makes me come here for nothing, I have more than enough time to help the police interrogate you."
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