Chapter 45 Let Others Protect Your Woman
In the afternoon, Jiang Jingyan received a call from Mr. Meng.
He hurried to Xianxuan Teahouse and entered the private room just after Yan Baiqing.
"Senior brother." He nodded.
In front of Mr. Meng, Jiang Jingyan always abides by the rules.
Yan Baiqing nodded, took off his coat and hung it on the hanger.
Mr. Meng was wearing a jacquard Tang suit, had thick black hair, and looked very energetic.
He walked back and forth between the two of them and laughed, "What's going on? Are you guys having another fight?"
Jiang Jingyan folded his sleeves into three folds, his meaning unclear. "Brother, is there anything?"
Yan Baiqing knocked on the edge of the table, equally unfathomable, "Even if there is, I have to give in to Jingyan."
"How can I give in?"
"If I don't move, I'll be giving in to you."
"Brother, are you sure you can resist not taking action?"
Yan Baiqing smiled and drank his tea without saying anything else.
The two of them went back and forth, neither making it clear nor exposing the truth.
Mr. Meng was confused. "What kind of riddle is this?"
Jiang Jingyan raised his eyebrows, lowered his head to smell the tea, and changed the subject, "Are you leaving again after you come back this time?"
"This isn't my territory, so of course I have to leave." Mr. Meng played with the tea lid. "I'm here because of Bai Qing's job change."
"Have the appointment documents arrived?"
Yan Baiqing nodded lightly, his face neither gloomy nor sunny.
After the greetings, Mr. Meng went out to answer the phone.
Jiang Jingyan took out two cigarettes, held one in his mouth, and handed the other to him.
Yan Baiqing held the cigarette in his hand but didn't light it. He wasn't that addicted to cigarettes and would avoid smoking if he could.
Jiang Jingyan knew that he was self-disciplined and started to ignite on his own.
"Mrs. Luo said she has her own way of settling accounts with the Tao family." Yan Baiqing's eyes were dark and cold, "Jing Yan, you are her way."
"Me?" Jiang Jingyan had a faint smile on his lips.
"Qing'er was taken away. I'm curious, will you help the Luo family settle the score, or help the Tao family get away with it?"
He licked his teeth and asked, "What do you think, Senior Brother?"
Yan Baiqing fiddled with the teacup casually. "Mrs. Jiang and Mrs. Tao are together right now. Even if you want to settle the score, she will most likely let you pick it up high and put it down gently."
Jiang Jingyan lowered his eyes and smoked one cigarette after another.
"I told you, if you don't do anything, you're letting it go." Yan Baiqing leaned back and admonished the younger generation, "No matter what you plan, you can't have it all. But I'm different."
The two looked at each other, their eyes meeting.
One is strong, the other is gentle.
Fire and water collide, forming a vortex that devours everything.
When Meng Laozhe returned to the box, Jiang Jingyan was ready to leave.
"The group has another meeting. I'll see you another day."
He said goodbye as if nothing had happened and left in a clean and decisive manner.
"Are you having a fight?" Mr. Meng returned to his seat. "You two are just like enemies."
Yan Baiqing had no intention of explaining. He pulled out the document and slammed it on the table, his tone subdued. "What do you mean, Deputy?"
"What's wrong with being a deputy? It's just a clean government office. Remember where your focus should be?"
His face was gloomy. "You came here in person to monitor me."
"I'm reminding you," said Elder Meng, emphasizing each word. "I'm reminding Mr. Yan not to lose sight of his original intention."
Yan Baiqing stood up suddenly, and the chair fell to the ground with the movement.
Mr. Meng placed his hands on the armrests, looking in awe without anger, and silently watched.
The latter stood as strong as a pine or bamboo, with a body as strong as steel.
After a long time, Meng Lao's eyes relaxed, "If you are not willing to be the deputy, Qingyoufu Garden can be allocated to you after the mission is completed."
Yan Baiqing's smile did not reach his eyes. "Am I not willing to accept your arrangement?"
Mr. Meng said nothing, but lifted the tea lid to skim off the tea foam.
The box door was thrown open with great force and then slammed shut.
…
Jiang Jingyan came out of Mr. Meng's place, went up to the third floor, and went straight to the terrace at the end of the corridor.
Tang Xiaoming and Chen Qing were eating pastries, all kinds of which filled the table.
"Can your stomach handle it?"
Chen Qing turned around when he heard the voice, his cheeks puffed up, "This cold cake is delicious, try it."
Jiang Jingyan pulled up his trousers and sat down next to her.
Tang Xiaoming pushed up his sunglasses and looked at him calmly, "How is it?"
"almost."
"Tsk." Tang Xiaoming shook his head. "Brother Pachinko is so miserable."
Jiang Jingyan poured a glass of water and pushed it in front of Chen Qing. "He will deal with the external troubles, and I will deal with the internal troubles. Brothers, we should help each other."
"I don't believe you! Qing'er, thank you so much."
Chen Qing held a half-eaten cake in his hand and tilted his head in confusion, "Did you have a fight with Mr. Yan?"
Jiang Jingyan glanced across at the other side and said, "No."
Tang Xiaoming pretended not to notice and faced the wooden fence to enjoy the breeze. "For you, Mr. Jiang has finally fallen into the world of mortals."
Chen Qing was startled and brushed off the debris. "I'm going to wash my hands."
She walked towards the bathroom in silence.
Jiang Jingyan retracted his gaze, stretched out his legs and kicked over, "Why don't you leave?"
"Let's go, let's go." Tang Xiaoming stood up and stretched. "How does it feel to have others protect your woman? Does it feel good?"
Jiang Jingyan narrowed his eyes, obviously angry.
"Okay, I'll leave and not bother Mr. Jiang."
"etc."
"Can't bear to leave me?"
"Apologize to Chen Qing before leaving."
Tang Xiaoming was angry but dared not speak out.
He really didn't like this girl.
He is timid, fearful and trouble-making, and now he is dancing right in front of Yan Baiqing's eyes.
But Jiang Jingyan insisted on keeping her by his side.
In the early years, he introduced many beautiful models, including women like Chen Qing.
Without exception, none of them could warm Mr. Jiang's mountain.
He had advised them no less than a hundred times to send Chen Qing away.
Last time, everyone was at the airport. When they got there, Jiang Jingyan said that the situation that night was unclear and he was afraid that the Jiang family would notice and track him, and he was also afraid that Tao Siran would do something out of line.
He died of natural causes.
Pure is a little goblin.
Five minutes later, Chen washed his hands and returned to the terrace.
Under pressure, Tang Xiaoming forced a smile and said, "Qing'er, is there anything else you want to eat?"
"That's all. Thank you, Master Xiao."
Jiang Jingyan filled a cup of tea and pushed it over, leaving a water mark on the table. "I didn't know Qing'er was so easy to get rid of."
Chen Qing was stunned.
When did he start calling me 'Qing'er'?
Tang Xiaoming raised his watch and said, "Qing'er, I don't have enough time this time. Next time, I will definitely bring you a gift."
The other party said slowly, "IOU."
Tang Xiaoming glared, but couldn't defeat him.
Jiang Jingyan placed the lighter on the table, his eyes full of warning.
He had no choice but to ask the waiter to bring paper and pen, and then he scribbled and signed his name.
Jiang Jingyan was finally satisfied and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Tang Xiaoming didn't even turn his head.
Chen Qing didn't even have time to say "goodbye".
She was at a loss, "Where is Mr. Xiao going?"
"Catching a plane."
"oh."
Chen Qing leaned back in the armchair, feeling unhappy.
She could tell that Tang Xiaoming had a lot of opinions about her. Ever since he saw her at Jiang Jingyan's residence in Zhounan, he had always thought that she was a potential threat.
She is young, but she is not stupid.
Jiang Jingyan's gaze fixed on the black, furry head beside him, "Still eating?"
Chen Qing shook his head.
The teahouse is adjacent to the park and the terrace has a beautiful view.
Jiang Jingyan grabbed her hands and wiped them one by one, "Mr. Xiao has a bad mouth."
"I don't blame him."
"Don't go to school for now."
Chen Qing pursed her lips, "I understand."
The man's fingers were long and thin, and he gently closed them around her hand.
Her heart felt sore and numb, and she couldn't describe the feeling.
The terrace is half open, with screens at the door and next door.
Suddenly, a voice passed by, "Mrs. Jiang."
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