Chapter 247 Not a Girlfriend
Meng Hongwen's face turned pale, he raised his eyes, then retracted them in an instant, "I'll give you the same words."
Yan Baiqing turned his head, and the nanny helped Chen Qing back.
"What's wrong?" He stood up, took a few steps closer, and pulled Chen Qing back into his arms.
The color had gone from her face and her lips were blue, which took away all his temper.
"Ms. Chen vomited." The nanny rubbed her hands and looked at the head of the table. "Should I contact the doctor?"
"Don't bother, I just ate too much." Chen Qing wiped the sweat from his forehead with his backhand, "Red bean soup, I'm sick of it."
Yan Baiqing looked worried and told the nanny, "Take her to the guest room to rest."
After saying that, he lowered his head again and said, "Sleep for a while, I'll call you when I leave."
The heat of his breath pressed into Chen Qing's ears. She dodged it without leaving a trace, "Where's Li Xiangli? You said you would see him today."
"You can't see him anymore." Meng Hongwen suddenly interrupted, his voice echoing in the empty restaurant, sinister and cold. "Bai Qing, didn't you tell her?"
Yan Baiqing's eyes were filled with fear. Chen Qing stared at him stubbornly and whispered, "What do you mean?"
"Let's talk about it when we get home." He pushed her lower back, "Go and rest."
The nanny at the Meng residence was a skilled person trained over the years. She realized that the atmosphere was not right and hurriedly took Chen Qing away.
Yan Baiqing returned to the dining table, flicked open the lighter, and held it in front of Meng Hongwen, "To comfort Qing'er, why did you expose me?"
Meng Hongwen lowered his head slightly, and the flames illuminated the faces of the two men, some bright and some dark.
What is obvious is respect and accommodation, what is hidden is confrontation and cunning.
"I can see that you are interested in this girl." Meng Hongwen exhaled a puff of smoke. "If you want to live a good life, don't hide this or that, so as to avoid quarrels."
Yan Baiqing also held a cigarette in his mouth, a slight frown forming between his brows. "Her parents were wrongly accused, so it's understandable that she wants to see Li Xiangli. Why are you trying to stop her?"
"We met and kept in touch again." Meng Hongwen smiled cryptically. "Are you sure Li Xiangli won't have a change of heart and tell you everything, or do you not care about the consequences of doing so?"
"You are really wronging me. My mother is seriously ill, and I have no one else to rely on except you."
Mentioning Yan Weilan, Meng Hongwen's interest obviously waned. He dusted off his cigarette ash and said, "Stop saying those depressing words and play a game of chess with me before you leave."
The servant accompanied him to the tea pavilion, looking back every few steps, waiting for Yan Baiqing to catch up.
In the light, the man's figure was depressed, his eyebrows and eyes were as dark as ink, and he sat motionless in his seat.
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Chen Qing couldn't lie still in the guest room, so Jiang Jingyan told her before leaving that he would go with the school to perform next week, as if he wanted to get her away on purpose.
In all likelihood, action will be taken.
She walked around inside and out, closed the door panel, listened to the movement in the corridor, and quietly opened a crack.
"Ms. Chen." The nanny was waiting in the corridor. "What do you need?"
Chen Qing chuckled, "Where's Mr. Yan?"
"I'm going to the teahouse on the back hill with Mr. Meng. Do you want to go?"
She shook her head and closed the door.
These two people have something to say, but they definitely can't do it in front of her. It would be better to let them finish the discussion quickly and then find out what Yan Baiqing has to say.
The Meng residence looks no different from an ordinary villa. Even someone as cautious as Meng Hongwen would not lock up Li Xiangli in his home so openly.
With no other options, Chen Qing had to sit on the sofa and play with his phone.
When the power was about to run out, I heard whispers of conversation outside the door.
She hurried back to bed and lay flat on her back.
After a while, there was a knock on the door, "Qing'er, are you awake?"
Chen Qing sat up, ruffled the quilt, and got out of bed.
Before I reached the door, it opened from the outside.
She paused.
In the dim light of the corridor, Yan Baiqing's shirt buttons were loose, revealing his white collarbone, and his black trousers were soaked with the coldness of the mountains, making him look even more lazy and unruly.
"Are you done talking?"
"Yeah." He walked in and closed the door.
Seeing this, Chen Qing raised his voice and asked, "Do you want to go home?"
Yan Baiqing stopped moving and rubbed her eyes. "I want to go home. I don't feel at ease here."
"Go home?" He laughed. "Go home to whom?"
The door panel was shaking, and it was about to be closed. Yan Baiqing let go of his hand and approached slowly.
The smell of alcohol and the strong body odor of a man mixed together. Chen Qing clenched his palms tightly, pinching until they bled, "Go back to the Yan family..."
"Why did you go back to the Yan family?"
"Since you didn't want me to follow you, I went to stay at my roommate's house."
Yan Baiqing lifted the hair from her ear and twisted it around his index finger. "Is the girlfriend of Yan's new chairman so poor that she needs to stay at the Pei family?"
Chen Qing muttered softly, "Not a girlfriend..."
"Last night I asked you what position I should use to manage your affairs. Today I want to take you away from the teacher. What position should I use?"
He pressed the issue deliberately, forcing Chen Qing to the point where he couldn't breathe a single breath.
"Mr. Yan..." Her fist trembled slightly at the side of her leg, and she looked behind him, "Aren't we just playing around?"
"Acting on the occasion has its own rules. If forced to do so, something has to be sacrificed in this play."
Yan Baiqing was too close, forcing Chen Qing to look up.
He faced the light beam, and the aggression in his eyes was exposed completely and madly.
Chen Qing's throat tightened, and a great fear swept through her body. She was almost about to say something to back out, but Yan Baiqing restrained himself at this moment and took a step back. "I'm just kidding, let's go."
Her back was covered in sweat, she let out a long sigh and went downstairs.
When leaving the manor, Meng Hongwen did not show up again. Judging from Yan Baiqing's expression, he did not gain any advantage in this conversation.
Jiang Zhongyi teamed up with his superiors to put on a show and cooperate with the investigation of the Chen family's old case. In fact, he was secretly investigating Meng's party. Meng Hongwen would immediately find something wrong. Maybe he had already discovered it and suddenly brought Chen Qing in for questioning.
Chen Qing revealed without hesitation that it was Yan Baiqing who ordered it. No matter what happened next, Meng Hongwen would be suspicious of him.
Yan Baiqing was speechless.
"Where's Li Xiangli?" Chen Qing persisted in asking this question, concealing his main purpose for today. "Is he here with Elder Meng?"
Yan Baiqing rubbed his brow, his voice hoarse, "Why do you ask that?"
"Mr. Meng said I can't see him." Chen Qing paused, "He asked about something you didn't tell me. What is it?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the driver cleared his throat and reminded her, "It's Mr. Jiang."
Yan Baiqing opened his eyes and looked forward.
A few hundred meters away, the man leaned against the front of the car, one leg bent naturally, and the scarlet on his lips was faintly visible in the shadow of the mountain.
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