Chapter 98 Stirring up the situation
The basement was too spacious, the call was too loud, and there was a faint echo.
Yan Weilan was only half drunk. She propped herself up and asked, "What happened? Did someone run away?"
Yan Baiqing's face turned ashen and the tendons in his arms were tense.
He hung up, "Good job you did."
"Who told you to get involved?" Yan Weilan's expression was grim. "You've lost your patience twice in a row!"
"If I don't get there in time, and something happens to Chen Qing, Jing Yan will definitely wipe out the Yan family." Yan Baiqing snorted and laughed, "Will Elder Meng show up then?"
The corners of Yan Weilan's mouth twitched, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.
"Wake up, Jingyan didn't catch Qing'er kidnapped last time, but that doesn't mean he has forgotten."
"Without evidence, what can you do to me?"
Yan Baiqing straightened his skirt, his eyes extremely indifferent. "You fanned the flames behind the scenes, causing Mrs. Jiang to be investigated. Jingyan didn't use evidence to implicate the Yan family, but you still suffered losses. How many colleagues in the industry laughed at the Yan family behind their backs?"
Yan Weilan's expression became stiffer and stiffer.
"You regard the Jiang family as your enemy and keep provoking them. Mrs. Jiang has the Zhong family behind her. If Jing Yan also intervenes, no one can save the Yan family."
"Don't we still have you?" She stared at him. "You are the only heir to the Yan family. If the Yan family collapses, you are to blame."
Yan Baiqing raised his chin slightly, "Since you know it clearly, don't interfere with me anymore. Jingyan's scheming and cunning are no less than mine. No one can gain any advantage from him except me."
He turned around, his voice piercing his sternum, revealing a strong deterrent force, "I don't care how you deal with the Jiang family, but if you continue to do whatever you want and touch Chen Qing, I will not protect the Yan family for you."
Yan Weilan's breath caught in her throat as she watched him leave. ...
At ten o'clock in the morning, Chen Qing received a message from Mrs. Luo that she was going back to Zhounan and would come back in two days.
When Yan Baiqing returned home, Chen Qing just walked to the entrance.
"Where are you going?"
She forced a laugh and said, "I'm sorry to bother you. I'm going home."
"I send you."
The collar of Chen Qing's short-sleeved shirt was pulled loose by Boss Huang, and now he could only hold it together with his hands.
Yan Baiqing looked away. There were no women's clothes in his house. He walked into the inner room and took out his coat, which he put on from behind her very appropriately. He waited for her to straighten her collar before walking around to her and opening the door.
Chen Qing was still absent-minded.
The air conditioner was on in the car. Yan Baiqing turned his head and asked, "Is it cold?"
She shook her head.
"There's a supermarket at the entrance of the community. What do you want to eat for lunch?"
"Anything is fine."
"Then I'll do as I see fit."
Chen Qing came back to his senses, "Can you cook?"
"Don't you think so?"
"Not really." She said truthfully.
Yan Baiqing laughed out loud, "It's just average, I can do the simple ones."
"Why were you near the Waterside Hall last night?"
He paused, his smile fading. "I have spies in Shuixie Hall."
"Whom to monitor?"
There was a long period of dead silence.
Yan Baiqing took a deep breath and said, "Qing'er, I can't talk about this matter yet. Anyway, those people in Qingyoufuyuan have nothing to do with me, and I don't want you to get hurt."
Chen Qing looked forward and said, "I have never told you about my life experience."
The light at the intersection was red and the car stopped steadily.
She turned her head and said, "I haven't even met Boss Huang, how do you know those people are related to Qingyoufuyuan?"
Yan Baiqing pondered for a moment and spoke calmly, "Once at Xianxuan Teahouse, you were playing music for Jingyan and were interrupted by a man."
He spoke very slowly, as if in embarrassment. "Later, Lian Zhuo chased him away. I followed him, worried about him, and found that he had gone to Madame Jiang's box."
Chen Qing was stunned.
"Later, Jingyan also went."
Goose bumps rose up on her back.
Yan Baiqing looked at her and asked, "Didn't Jingyan tell you that Madam Jiang was secretly contacting her old friends at Qingyoufuyuan to investigate your background?"
Chen Qing's lips trembled a few times, but he didn't say anything.
The green light is on.
Yan Baiqing slowly drove out of the traffic flow. "Maybe it's for your own good that he didn't let you know. On one side is Mrs. Jiang, and on the other side is you. He must have his own plans."
The rest of the journey was eerily quiet in the car.
Until the two returned to the apartment, Chen Qing went to the bathroom alone. When he came out, there were two dishes on the dining table.
Yan Baiqing had his back to her, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. At first glance, he looked like a warm and loving husband.
In a private environment, the two of them were alone, and the atmosphere seemed too close, especially here.
Chen Qing avoided him and went to the bedroom, where he took out the anonymous letter and studied it.
The note was typed, with no handwriting, and the sender's address was a coffee shop near the school.
If you want to find out who is behind this, you can only check the surveillance.
But what Yan Baiqing said in the car affected her.
They knew that she came from an orphan training class, had secretly taken photos of her, could find her school, and even had contacts with people from Qingyoufuyuan. Every piece of evidence pointed to Mrs. Jiang.
The last time Mrs. Jiang brought her to the Mu family, she didn't achieve the desired result. Could it be that she wanted to send her away again while Jiang Jingyan was away?
If Boss Huang took her in, if Jiang Jingyan wanted to make their relationship public in the future, he could tell the outside world that she was Boss Huang's "goddaughter". Even if it was discovered that she came from an orphan training class, Boss Huang would say that he adopted an orphan as a charity to protect himself. In short, Jiang Jingyan had nothing to do with the orphan training class.
For the sake of her son's reputation, Mrs. Jiang was indeed capable of doing this.
"The meal is ready." Yan Baiqing stood on the left side of the door, about one meter away, not getting closer, just looking at the ground.
Chen Qing put the envelope away and stuffed it under his pillow.
She didn't see where Yan Baiqing was, so she ran out and turned a corner, and the two of them ran into each other head-on.
There was an indescribable woody scent on the man's shirt, mixed with a bitter taste. Perhaps he raised his hand subconsciously, and his forearm just touched her cheek.
Yan Baiqing's eyes wavered, and his shoulders straightened. "Did it hurt?"
Chen Qing shook his head and stepped back.
He held his breath, ignoring the feeling of her face rubbing against his arm.
Soft and fluffy.
It flows like water, rushing straight into the blood, and in an instant turns into flames, burning in the heart with earth-shaking force.
Chen Qing smiled and walked towards the restaurant.
Yan Baiqing stood where he was and glanced into the bedroom.
The whole room was clearly Jiang Jingyan's style, with clean, cool tones. A pile of clothes was thrown on the bed, revealing a hint of mountain violet that didn't quite fit in with the room.
It's the pattern of lace.
He looked away and walked out of the aisle.
"I have a meeting this afternoon."
Chen Qing stood up and asked, "You don't want to eat?"
Yan Baiqing didn't look at her directly anymore, and hummed, "It's too late."
He had never felt so unstable before. It was just that Chen Qing had just taken a shower, and the air was filled with the sweet fragrance of a young girl. In this place, every breath he took was a test for him.
Chen Qing walked him to the entrance. "Mr. Yan, the photos of the theater—"
"The instigator has been found, and the people who spread the virus are under control. Don't worry, he won't know."
She pursed her lips and stared at the pattern on the carpet.
"Don't come out." Yan Baiqing said, pushed the door open without looking back.
After dinner, Chen Qing curled up in bed, continuing to think about what happened last night. Morning rehearsal was over, and she'd called in sick for the day. Yuan Hui, bored, went out on a date. They happened to be near the coffee shop, and she'd checked for her, and there were no surveillance cameras outside.
After a whole night, Chen Qing was exhausted both physically and mentally and fell asleep in a daze.
She didn't know how long she had slept when she felt someone rubbing her calves.
Chen Qing sat up with a start and threw himself into the man's arms.
"You missed me so much?" Jiang Jingyan's voice was filled with a smile. He lowered his head and kissed her. "What's wrong with the injury on your leg?"
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