Chapter 173 It’s My Birthday
The neon light made the two people's faces flicker.
Yan Baiqing straightened up and handed over the cigarette case, "Aunt Jiang got there first."
Jiang Jingyan brushed his hand away and didn't take it. "I watched a big show today and smoked too much. I feel sick."
"The gong sounds in secret, and the curtain falls in secret." Yan Baiqing smiled in a sinister way, "Jing Yan, you are more capable than me."
Jiang Jingyan's eyebrows were grim, and he brushed his sleeves. "I wasn't the one to strike the gong. Senior brother knows that, right? I almost couldn't clear my suspicion, so where would I find the time?"
"I appreciate your kindness in taking the time to attend the Yan's Jewelry Exhibition despite your busy schedule."
"Senior brother is also in trouble, but he still came to help Director Yan."
Yan Baiqing narrowed his eyes, "Trouble?"
Jiang Jingyan looked him straight in the eye and laughed heartily, "Why are you so nervous? I heard that Senior Brother's subordinate unit was negligent and the city is investigating. But I believe you are capable of handling it."
The emphasis of the last sentence was clever. Yan Baiqing threw away the cigarette and turned to enter the scene.
In Hall B, models wore jewelry for thirty minutes, and Chen Qing played the violin for thirty minutes without stopping.
This is a strenuous job. She usually cooperates with the orchestra, playing for a while and then stopping for a while. Mrs. Luo pulls her ears to let her exercise, so that she will have enough physical strength for her future solo performances. But now she is obviously unable to hold on.
Chen Qing whispered into the headphones, asking the band to help her fill in two bars after the next exhibit came on stage so that she could catch her breath.
After the communication, she raised her eyes and looked at the man at the entrance.
He was tall and broad, immersed in the soft stage lights, standing there and looking at her quietly.
Most of the time, Jiang Jingyan's aura was too serious and intimidating, but at this moment, he was no longer sharp or aggressive, and looked at her with dignity and warmth.
Chen Qing's heart was pounding, but he suppressed the urge to run towards him and held the bow straight.
Another group of models came out, and the host came on stage to invite Yan Weilan to give a speech.
Chen Qing suddenly stopped and did not move due to his professional ethics. Suddenly, a voice came from the headphones.
"Ms. Chen, you can leave now."
The light went out, and she almost stepped down the stairs at the same time, stuffed the erhu into the bodyguard's arms, and ran away.
Jiang Jingyan couldn't help smiling and reached out to catch her steadily.
"You're out?" Her voice trembled with fear and excitement. "Are you okay?"
The man stroked her back and chuckled, "Change the word. 'Come out' sounds harsh."
"I saw Mrs. Jiang."
"Yeah." Jiang Jingyan hugged her and turned around to block the media's cameras.
He held her tightly, and even with Chen Qing's feet dangling in the air, he refused to let go. She checked again and again, "Are you okay?"
"Entry and exit are temporarily unrestricted. If you have any other clues, you will need to cooperate."
Jiang Jingyan didn't intend to hide it from her, so as to avoid making her anxious if the review team came suddenly.
Chen Qing raised his head in front of his chest and said, "Brother Zheng, your efficiency is so low. Doesn't the West Port Terminal have anything to do with you now?"
"He has no control over this." Jiang Jingyan brushed the hair aside her ear and suddenly laughed, "Inefficient? Tell him in person next time."
"Come on, I don't dare."
"What's there to be afraid of? He calls you sister-in-law."
Chen Qing shook his right shoulder. "Brother Zheng, that star. The first time I met him, I was so scared that I couldn't even breathe."
She looked so timid and well-behaved that Jiang Jingyan laughed out loud and pinched her face.
Just then, a few guests came down from the second floor. The leader recognized him and called out, "Mr. Jiang?"
Chen Qing stood up straight with a start, and stood beside him.
Jiang Jingyan held her hand, straightened her skirt, and nodded, "Mr. He."
Mr. He was no taller than 1.7 meters, with a square face and a slightly balding head. His eyes revealed the shrewdness of a businessman. He looked me over and said, "It's been a while since I've seen you and Mr. Yan attend an event together."
"My senior brother is busy with official business, so I can't meet him."
Chen Qing sighed quietly. If there was any more rift between the Jiang and Yan families, they couldn't let others see it in public. There were many fence-sitters in the circle who changed their stance according to the situation. If the two families were not in harmony, it would definitely cause an uproar. There were many interests involved, which could easily cause unnecessary trouble.
Even the powerful and wealthy families have to keep some face even when they fight to the death in private.
Jiang Jingyan exchanged pleasantries with Mr. He and others, all talking about business matters. Chen Qing saw that he couldn't evade them for the time being, so he pulled his hand away.
The man reacted quickly and grabbed her, "Where are you going?"
"I'm thirsty. I'm going to get a drink and go shopping."
Mrs. Jiang's two bodyguards followed two steps away. Jiang Jingyan hooked her chin and said, "Don't go too far."
Chen Qing hummed and walked towards the drink counter.
All the people who came to the jewelry exhibition were bosses, and the drinks and snacks were of high standard, but there was not a single drink to be found.
She was annoyed and turned around and bumped into Yan Baiqing.
"Sorry..." Chen Qing stepped back.
The light here is bright. Yan Baiqing is wearing a white suit today. He looks handsome and elegant, and his every move is full of nobility.
He leaned over to the side of the drink counter and asked, "Fruit tea, are you used to it?"
"Okay." Chen Qing took it sideways, "I thought this was red wine."
"Your English is poor?"
She was embarrassed, but unwilling to admit defeat, staring at the label, "I didn't pay attention, but now I see it's fruit tea."
Yan Baiqing put his hands behind his back and smiled, "This is German."
Chen Qing was startled and turned to go to the display cabinet.
Yan Baiqing strode after him, "Just a joke, are you ignoring me?"
"Mr. Yan is in the mood to tease me, but where is Miss Zhang?"
"With my mother."
Chen Qing was attracted by a necklace and stopped.
Yan Baiqing stared at her eyebrows and his eyes focused on her long skirt.
The official green Song Dynasty clothing fits the theme of the exhibition hall. It is smart and charming. As far as Chen Qing is concerned, he has never worn this color, and he was really amazed.
"Do you like it?" His voice was a little hoarse.
Chen Qing shook his head, "I can't suppress it."
"Just jewelry."
"If I buy something like this, I can only collect it." She leaned closer, looked at the price, and smacked her lips. "It's too early to complain. I can't afford it..."
Yan Baiqing followed with a muffled laugh, "I'll take you there."
"So generous! Mr. Yan held an exhibition, and his prodigal son gave all the gifts away."
He paused.
Chen Qing realized it later and stood up straight, "Sorry, I was just kidding..."
She looked like a student who had made a mistake, which didn't make Yan Baiqing angry.
"Qing'er was so happy to see Jingyan that she lost herself in joy."
Chen Qing lowered his head and said nothing.
Yan Baiqing was afraid that she would think too much, so he spoke softly, "I don't blame you. You can joke with me, but don't let my mother hear it. She's narrow-minded."
She chuckled and turned to continue her tour.
"Pick one."
"What to pick?"
"A gift for you."
Chen Qing stopped and asked, "What's the reason?"
Yan Baiqing lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then slowly said, "Today is my birthday."
Her eyes widened, her lips moving, "You——"
"Ms. Chen," the bodyguard stepped forward and interrupted, "Mr. Jiang is looking for you."
"good."
Yan Baiqing grabbed her and rubbed her thin and delicate wrist bones with his thumb.
Chen Qing tried to pull it out, but it didn't move. His heart sank, and he whispered a reminder, "Mr. Yan."
The man didn't know what he was thinking. He let go for a long time without saying a word.
She turned and ran away.
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