Chapter 257 A 35-year-old man has no energy
Zhang Yun glanced at him lightly, then stood still with her arms folded.
The welcoming pine tree in the courtyard blocked most of Chen Qing's body. Yan Baiqing stood by the window, looking at it mysteriously.
"You've been playing double-talk with me." Zhang Yun said with contempt, "Why don't you just say it directly?"
"Nothing. Just because of what happened before, I wanted to repay you for your kindness and remind you that it's strange to have hot water over a cold pot. Isn't that strange?"
She laughed, "You have a sense of crisis, don't you?"
Chen Qing shook his head helplessly and walked towards the door.
"I can't go back to the Jiang family, so I'm hiding in the Yan family. Seeing Bai Qing contact me, even if it's business, you're suspicious and rush downstairs to play this trick."
"Ms. Zhang." Chen Qing laughed angrily, "Do I have to go downstairs?"
"What else?"
Her back suddenly stiffened and her expression froze.
I thought Zhang Yun wanted to ridicule her in person, so she asked Yan Baiqing to ask her to come downstairs to talk, but now it seems that she did it on purpose.
Chen Qing's stomach twitched and he opened the car door. "I have no reason to doubt you. As for whether you have reason to think about what I said, it's up to you."
Zhang Yun frowned, but Chen Qing didn't give her a chance to ask and hurried back.
In the living room, the man held a business magazine and calmly picked up the teacup, "It's cold."
Lao Qian took it and glanced at Chen Qing.
"Miss Zhang's words are so harsh." She stared at Yan Baiqing, "Why did you insist on asking me to come downstairs?"
"The breakup wasn't a happy one. Miss Zhang is a rising star in the business world, and Minister Zhang is on the rise. The Yan family needs to maintain a good relationship with the Zhang family."
"So I have to flatter her?"
Yan Baiqing laughed out loud, "Qing'er, you don't have to flatter anyone, including me."
Chen Qing turned his face away and stopped talking.
"Feeling wronged?" His smile deepened. "I just wanted to make peace between you two. There's no need for flattery, but if we meet in the future, it won't look good if we keep arguing with each other."
This statement sounded sincere and well-reasoned. Chen Qing pulled the pillow in front of him and said, "If you want to please the Zhang family, it's simple. Just continue your relationship."
Yan Baiqing paused and raised an eyebrow. "I'm still playing along with you, juggling two women. I'm not Jingyan, I don't have the energy for that."
Chen Qing's face flushed red and he stared at him.
"Don't be angry, I was just joking."
She muttered quietly, "At thirty-five, I should be running out of energy."
Yan Baiqing closed the magazine, threw it on the table, and said seriously, "It has nothing to do with age. All my energy is reserved for one person."
Chen Qing scratched his eyebrows and pretended not to understand.
Asking her to go downstairs and face Zhang Yun is definitely not as simple as "turning hostility into friendship".
This was another test from Yan Baiqing.
Zhang Yun was ridiculed in the circle because of the breakup. The Zhang family did not pursue the Yan family and even allowed their daughter to continue to interact with Yan Baiqing. There was only one reason for this: they were under someone else's control and could not break up with each other.
Even if Yan Baiqing is the new chairman of Yan Group, he cannot be so arrogant in front of Minister Zhang. It seems that the power of the Meng Party has penetrated to this extent.
The nanny packed the supplements for Chen Qing according to Yan Baiqing's instructions.
"That's too much. I've already filled a suitcase," she protested.
Yan Baiqing took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands. "Not much. Wuhen Village is remote, and the food in the charity performance is simple and not very nutritious."
"You know this is a charity performance, Mr. Yan!" Chen Qing sighed. "Everyone eats the same food, but I have to be treated specially. How will others view me?"
He smiled lightly, his tone tolerant, "They wouldn't dare look at you. Bring the things with you and use them as you wish. Distribute them among your classmates, teachers, or villagers. It's up to you. I'll mail you some every two days."
Chen Qing didn't look up, but lowered his eyes to suppress his emotions.
Send it every two days, openly monitoring her movements and finding out if there are other unimportant people around her.
No wonder Yan Baiqing didn't stop it when he heard about the charity performance. He wanted to use this opportunity to divert Zhao Ming.
Chen Qing thought of Zhang Yun's attitude before leaving, and combined it with his own guess, it was impossible for Zhang Yun to figure out the truth on her own, and the Zhang family would definitely help Yan Baiqing with this.
Maybe, she would even "pass on" her kind reminder to Yan Baiqing without missing a word.
Chen Qing calmed himself down, looked through the box, and casually mentioned, "By the way, do you have any wine recommendations?"
Yan Baiqing stared at her with his hands behind his back, "What are you doing?"
"The teacher in charge likes to drink. Yuan Hui reminded me to get close to the teacher so that I can look good on the recommendation form when I come back."
His eyes were dark and unclear. "The Yan family has a lot of fine wines in its collection."
"No need." Chen Qing sat back on the sofa. "Yours is too expensive. Recommend me one I can afford. I'll buy it before I leave."
Yan Baiqing was a little surprised and laughed, "Okay."
As they were talking, Aunt He came in with her bag and looked at the two of them meaningfully, "Mr. Yan, Ms. Chen, are you going on a long trip?"
"Yeah." He turned around, "Aunt He, I have something to ask you."
Chen Qing's heart tightened, and the panic and helplessness in his eyes mixed with the gray light.
Aunt He responded and followed.
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At twelve o'clock noon, Lian Zhuo returned to the Jiang family exhausted.
"Mr. Jiang." He stamped his feet outside the door. It was raining heavily in the city, and muddy water splashed down his legs. "Zhao Ming was indeed seen in the city. I asked Daliang. Miss Chen asked him to follow Mr. Yan's driver, Lao Qian. He confirmed that Lao Qian went in and out of Mr. Meng's manor alone last night. I guess he was taken to the Yan family."
Jiang Jingyan's face suddenly became gloomy and without any warmth. He put down the documents in his hand and went upstairs.
The servant said that Mrs. Jiang had made an appointment with several ladies to have beauty treatments and would not be at home for lunch. When he went upstairs, Mrs. Jiang happened to be walking out of the bedroom.
"What do you want to talk to me about?" Mrs. Jiang said with a distant tone, straightening her hair. "Don't you want to talk to me?"
"You asked Chen Qing to be a spy?"
Unexpectedly, she didn't say anything, and raised her chin calmly, "Why not? Could it be that she went to the Yan family to really fall in love?"
Jiang Jingyan was a large man, so big that it was completely dark in front of Mrs. Jiang. "I said Liang Jing and the others were slow, but you were fast. You bypassed me and took a shortcut."
"Your father and I cooperate with each other, and she and you should do the same." Mrs. Jiang's eyes showed the calmness and rationality she had on the front line. "Jingyan, you also know that time waits for no one. You are worried about Chen Qing's safety, and she is worried about your future being ruined. Since we have the same goal, resolving it quickly is the top priority."
"I don't need her to take risks for me!"
The servant led the driver upstairs to pick him up, carrying Jiang Zhongyi's briefcase.
Mrs. Jiang waved her hand, forcing them to step aside. "Is it for you? It's for the Jiang family!" She emphasized her tone, strode forward, and met their eyes. "No one can stay out of this fight. Chen Qing is more sensible than you. She volunteered."
After saying that, she turned away.
Jiang Jingyan's face was full of coldness, and he pursed his lips to endure to the limit.
"Lian Zhuo!" He hurried downstairs, full of anger, "Notify Zheng Yuan to go to Huangjia International to arrest him."
Lian Zhuo broke out in a sweat and followed closely. "Now?"
Meng Hongwen planted an informant from a money house in Huangjia International, who was responsible for secretly digging out hidden customers. He did not set a clear number and efficiency, just to throw the pot of dirty water on Yan Baiqing.
Jiang Jingyan and Zheng Yuan worked together to find out the clues, but it was too hasty to take action suddenly.
Lian Zhuo's words of persuasion were still on his lips. The man looked straight ahead, without slowing down, and ordered word by word, "Now, immediately."
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