Chapter 240 She Likes
The strong feeling of oppression caused Chen Qing to fall out of control. The man lifted her up again and again and was unwilling to let her go. He simply lifted her up with one hand and held her in the air.
This posture made him feel even more insecure. Chen Qing's nose rubbed against his stubble, and he instinctively grabbed his sleeve tightly, his tone fragile and helpless, "Bai Qing, you are drunk..."
A soft breath swept across Yan Baiqing's Adam's apple. He was stunned for a second and laughed out loud, "How I wish you were sincere when you tried to please me."
He let go, and looked at her with a look as cold as it could be, but his arms kept her firmly on the sofa, for fear of hurting or scaring her.
"Take Miss Chen to rest." Yan Baiqing pulled at his shirt buttons and turned to go upstairs.
The nanny hurried to support Chen Qing, but her legs were so weak that she couldn't stand up for a long time.
"Mr. Yan doesn't usually lose his temper. There's been a lot going on at home lately. His mother suddenly fell ill, and he's been shouldering the responsibilities all by himself. I guess he's exhausted. Please don't take it personally."
Chen Qing pursed her lips and said, "How should I call you?"
"Just call me Aunt He."
"Auntie He." She stopped at the stairs and looked up. "Is there any honey at home?"
"Yes." Aunt He immediately understood, brewed the tea and handed it to her.
Chen Qing took a deep breath, stepped onto the stairs, walked to Yan Baiqing's bedroom based on his memory, and knocked on the door.
There was no sound inside.
She stirred the cup and continued knocking.
The cup contained boiling hot water. Chen Qing was holding the bottom of the cup, but he lost his focus and lost his grip, causing it to fall down his thigh.
She cried out in a low voice, and the door in front of her suddenly opened inward. Yan Baiqing's face darkened and he picked her up and carried her into the bathroom.
The noise startled Aunt He who was guarding the stairs. She hurried upstairs and saw a mess on the floor.
"Mr. Yan!" Aunt He stamped her feet anxiously outside the door. "No matter how angry you are, don't hit her. Miss Chen is young and doesn't understand anything!"
Chen Qing was sitting on the toilet at this time, gasping in pain.
Yan Baiqing tore open the jeans leg on her left leg with brute force and pulled the shower head to take a shower. But within a few seconds, a palm-sized red mark appeared on her thigh.
"Auntie He! Burn ointment!"
Chen Qing pulled the hem of his thin shirt to cover his legs, his teeth chattering.
Yan Baiqing stared at her, his eyes a mixture of anger and ridicule, "A self-torture trick? If you don't open the door, just knock a few more times. Do you really want to burn yourself?"
"I didn't." Chen Qing said with tears in her eyes, her voice soft and nasal, "You knew it was me, so you deliberately didn't open the door, and you still want to blame me."
"I'm going to take a shower. Is it okay to open the door?"
After he said that, Chen Qing noticed that he had changed into a pajamas, the laces were loose, the two lapels were hanging loosely, and he was in a half-squatting posture, with his chest and abdominal muscles faintly visible, and deep ravines.
She turned away and muttered softly, "What's wrong with opening the door to get a glass of water? I'm not interested in peeking..."
Aunt He came in hurriedly, carrying a medicine box. "The burn is so serious!"
Yan Baiqing glanced at her nonchalantly and said in a reproachful tone, "Did you ask her to bring water?"
"Miss Chen was afraid you'd spend the night angry! She took the initiative."
He raised his eyelids, and Chen Qing's face wrinkled up, and he forced himself not to say anything.
Her legs were numb from the cold water, and she shivered. "Do you want to continue..."
"Keep going for a while longer." Yan Baiqing held her calf and pulled it back with a little force.
Chen Qing's toes were facing his sensitive area. She didn't dare to move and let him hold her.
After about twenty minutes of showering, Yan Baiqing turned off the water and applied medicine to her with a cotton swab. "Just bear with it."
He blew gently, and the moment he applied the ointment, he felt a cool sensation on his wrist.
Yan Baiqing glanced sideways, and her pink fingertips grasped his wrist, one hard, the other soft.
After two or three seconds, the hand suddenly withdrew, as if disturbed.
Chen Qing is afraid of pain. She was abused in Qingyoufu Garden when she was a child, which caused her to have a stress response to any pain. Jiang Jingyan pays special attention to her in daily life to keep her away from all possible hidden dangers. The Luo family keeps this in mind. That's why he asked Sister Qin and others to go back to the Yu Mansion to take care of her. Otherwise, it would be too troublesome to get a new nanny and then adjust to her.
While applying the medicine, Yan Baiqing's arms were stiff and sore. It was really a physical job to control the strength and speed.
He put down the ointment, supported Chen Qing under her arms and helped her stand up.
"Can you walk?"
Chen Qing took a tentative step and nodded, "You should rest."
"Qing'er." Yan Baiqing's attitude was gentle, not as aggressive as he was downstairs just now. "What do you want to say?"
She lowered her eyelids and said, "I'll have to trouble Aunt He to bring you the honey water again."
The man laughed. "Besides that? Go ahead and tell me what you want. I won't get angry."
"No more." Chen Qing walked out of the house holding on to the wall.
Yan Baiqing stared at her back. When this girl got angry, she was so stubborn that it made people both angry and soft-hearted.
"Li Xiangli hasn't been found yet." He confessed, taking off his robe. "Tomorrow morning, there will be good news. I won't lie to you this time."
Chen Qing didn't stop and closed the door.
…
Jiang Jingyan returned to Building 3 of the Imperial Mansion in the early morning.
In the living room on the first floor, Lian Zhuo and Tang Xiaoming were waiting for him.
"Prosecutor Fan tried to contact you, but you didn't answer." Lian Zhuo stepped forward, took off his coat, and handed him a towel to clean his hands. "The Feng couple were transferred for investigation and prosecution, and he personally arranged everything. They were all his trusted subordinates."
Jiang Jingyan said nothing and walked to the single sofa and sat down.
Tang Xiaoming heard that his plan tonight had failed, so he stopped playing around. "I got the Nanhong bracelet you asked me to take a picture of. Are you planning to use it against Yan Baiqing?"
The man seemed distracted, his eyes fixed on the coffee table. "No, she likes that."
Tang Xiaoming choked and laughed out loud, "Alright, you're using my money to please Qing'er? Okay, Grandpa won't mind, just consider it as her birthday present."
Jiang Jingyan took a deep breath, and his chest felt stuffy.
Lian Zhuo observed his expression while pouring tea, carefully choosing his words to appease him, "Mr. Yan won't really attack Miss Chen. He is trying to bring down Mr. Meng. Miss Chen is still useful to him."
He didn't say anything, took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, with a fierce look in his eyes.
Lian Zhuo was at a loss. Jiang Jingyan had thought of this, but he could not bear the possibility of Chen Qing being controlled. Yan Baiqing had been wearing that gentle and humble appearance for more than 30 years, and no one knew what his true face was.
If you are not careful, you will become bloodthirsty and crazy.
Mrs. Feng had let out quite a bit today, and she could have easily applied for a reopening of the Nanhong bracelet case and conducted a thorough investigation with the special task force. Lian Zhuo and his men were stationed along the route the school bus had to take, waiting for Chen Qing to appear and be protected by their own men.
But no one expected that Yan Baiqing would really take Chen Qing as a hostage, hindering all his plans.
"Qing'er still has to go back to school," Tang Xiaoming said seriously. "After tonight, Yan Baiqing will think everything is fine and will be less prepared. We should choose a suitable time and take action when Qing'er is not with us."
"Yan Baiqing has made his stance clear." Jiang Jingyan removed the cigarette from his lips and crushed it cruelly. "He wants Chen Qing."
Lian Zhuoxin's heart skipped a beat.
There was a moment of dead silence in the living room.
Tang Xiaoming frowned and glared, "He's taking advantage of someone's misfortune! He just became the chairman of Yan Corporation. Will the board of directors allow him to do whatever he wants?"
Lian Zhuo carefully analyzed, "No one will stop him. Now the outside world is speculating that Miss Chen was originally with Mr. Yan. The chairman's private life has been criticized and has a bad impact. The Yan family is eager for him to officially go public."
Jiang Jingyan rubbed his brow, and suddenly remembered that Chen Qing had 'taught' him before, to avoid prophecies.
He was a staunch materialist, but he actually regretted his decision.
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