Chapter 297: Your business will be mine from now on
Yan Baiqing didn't get angry. He took off his coat and threw it on the sofa. "Where's Meng Hongwen?"
"That's your father!"
"Does he recognize me?" His face was calm, his posture was relaxed and lazy, and he folded his sleeves. "Will he recognize me?"
Yan Weilan's nostrils flared, and her eyes flushed for a moment, "He will recognize it, as long as-"
"As long as Chen Qing has one body and two lives, and the Yan family helps him overcome the difficulties, as long as you take the blame for him, as long as I will always be his puppet. But the Yan family is in tatters, and he values power as his life. Will he tell the world to destroy his reputation? You will be ashamed for the rest of your life, and so will I."
Her lips trembled slightly, and she returned to her room with the help of the nanny. "I'm tired. Let's talk tomorrow morning."
"Mom." Yan Baiqing turned his back to her and said in a very cold tone, "Don't attack Qing'er again, otherwise, you will definitely lose me as your son. Without me, you will be an abandoned child of Meng Hongwen."
Yan Weilan's back became even more hunched, and he walked away with a staggering gait.
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The next day, Yan Baiqing replaced a group of staff in Zhong'an Mansion, especially the nannies and servants in the villa.
He was still frightened by what happened last night. Although it was just a little trick of Chen Qing, he was worried that she had already made up her mind to "die".
It was really that Chen Qing was too calm, so calm that it made people uneasy.
She now had no fighting spirit at all. The Chen family's unjust case was about to have no good outcome, and Jiang Jingyan had lost his life because of it, so she spoke wildly to Yan Weilan.
She wished she could die according to Meng Hongwen's wishes. At least, Old Master Tang and her aunt would regret it and avenge the Jiang family even if they had offended the Guan family.
"Take away the soy milk." Yan Baiqing was standing guard in the dining room, watching the nanny prepare breakfast. "Qing'er doesn't drink soy milk, so bake the bread a little burnt. Also, take away the almond butter. Pregnant women shouldn't eat too much.
Yan Weilan happened to hear this when she came downstairs and protested, "Pregnant women can't eat it. Why doesn't she just not eat it? Why doesn't she let others eat it?"
"cannot."
The nanny smiled bitterly and came out to smooth things over, "The master loves his wife so much that he even does these homework. Madam, this is all thanks to your good teaching!"
Yan Weilan's face was so dark that it was unbearable to look at. He sat down at the main seat and said, "I didn't teach him that."
These nannies and servants came here for the high daily salary. They had no idea what kind of people their employers were. They just kept saying nice things, hoping that if they could serve their masters well, they could stay in Zhong'an Mansion for a long time.
Yan Baiqing waved his hand and asked the nanny to continue preparing.
"Where is Chen Qing?" Yan Weilan looked at him.
"Still asleep."
"Not going to call her?"
"No."
"So I have to wait until she wakes up before I can have breakfast?"
"If you don't want to wait, you can ask the nurse to prepare food yourself. The people I find will only obey my orders."
Yan Weilan choked and was furious. "I feel bad for you for supporting someone else's wife and children!"
Yan Baiqing didn't say anything, but stared at the people in the kitchen, fearing that someone might have dirty hands and add something indiscriminately.
"I've been thinking about this all night." Yan Weilan poured a cup of hot tea and said in a calm tone, "You can keep Chen Qing. Go and abort the child."
The man shifted his gaze to her.
"I don't want the Yan family to raise a Jiang family descendant in the future. Even if no one comes to cause trouble, I still feel uncomfortable. Beat the child, and you two can live a good life. I will mediate on your behalf with your father, and he will listen."
Yan Baiqing thought it was ridiculous. "What did Meng Hongwen tell you? How much do you know about what's going on outside?"
Yan Weilan leaned back, her attitude insolent. "The Jiang family is finished. The clues the higher-ups have won't be enough to convict him. As long as Huafang Technology is in your father's hands, the name 'Meng Hongwen' won't be shaken by anyone."
Her expression grew increasingly smug. "I've been saying since the day I returned to the mainland that Zhong Manwei's glory days wouldn't last long. Once the hype has died down and your father, as chairman of Huafang, has retired due to illness, we'll go to the Greater Bay Area to spend our retirement and recuperate. We'll also clean up those restless members of the Yan family's side branches and help foster new talent. You'll have nothing to worry about."
This blueprint was indeed tempting. Yan Baiqing rubbed his thumb and laughed out loud. "Meng Hongwen suddenly intervened, deliberately sending me away from home and abandoning you and Qing'er in the south. After all, you have led the Yan family in the business world for decades, and you actually believe these words?"
Yan Weilan's expression froze, his breathing became short, and he muttered, "He's going to take care of the bank's affairs. After that... we'll go straight home..."
Yan Baiqing understood what was going on and turned to leave the restaurant to make a phone call.
At this time, the bodyguard guarding the door ran in and said, "Mr. Yan, Ji Mingyin said he wanted to buy some wine in the early morning and never came back after leaving."
The man's face darkened and he dialed Lao Qian's number. "Meng Hongwen is trying to escape. Keep an eye on the bank."
"I understand! Huamei has been found, and she is also in the bank."
"And Ji Mingyin ran away."
Old Qian sneered, "He's just a coward. He goes wherever the wind blows and runs away when he's full. I think you don't need to bother with him."
"Don't be careless." Yan Baiqing took out a cigarette and looked up at the balcony of the second-floor bedroom. "Ji Mingyin may have guessed that Meng Hongwen would give the bank to him. He refused to meet with me, and probably didn't choose me. So, there is only one possibility left."
"But... Jiang Jingyan is already dead, and Mrs. Jiang has already started planning the funeral. Will he... take the risk?"
"The body hasn't been found, so don't jump to conclusions."
Lao Qian stopped joking and replied seriously, "I've made a note of that. What are your plans for the future?"
Yan Baiqing hung up the phone without saying anything.
It was just past ten o'clock when Chen Qing woke up. She fell asleep at dawn and vomited several times. Her stomach was empty and uncomfortable. She didn't trust any food in the villa and could only drink water to fill her stomach.
When I went downstairs, the man was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, wearing a linen home suit, apricot white and refreshing. Under the dark clouds in the sky, he looked particularly dignified and noble.
"You're awake." Yan Baiqing didn't look back.
Chen Qing walked down the stairs one by one and asked casually, "Where is Mr. Yan?"
"Rest in the room."
"What are you going to ask me to do?" Chen Qing walked to the sofa and sat down. "Mr. Yan, just tell me."
Yan Baiqing paused, turned around and held out his hand to her, "You must be hungry."
Chen Qing looked up at him, his eyes shrinking but not without stubbornness.
"I've changed to a new aunt who will suit your taste."
She stood up with the help of the handrail. Yan Baiqing grabbed her wrist without saying anything and held it in his palm. "After dinner, do you want to go out?"
"I want to go back to Zhounan."
"no."
Chen Qing lowered his eyes, suppressed his emotions, and whispered softly, "Then let's go back to school?"
Yan Baiqing took her hand and sat her down at the dining table. "Reason."
"The charity performance team returned to school last week. It wouldn't be appropriate for me not to go back."
"I've asked for leave from school for you." Yan Baiqing asked the nanny to serve the dishes again. "Your roommate, Mrs. Pei, has submitted the brochure for the charity performance on your behalf. What else do you have to worry about?"
Chen Qing watched him swallow a shaomai before picking up his chopsticks, and said sullenly, "I forgot, Mr. Yan has great connections."
"Are you mocking me?" Yan Baiqing was amused and wiped the soup from the corner of her lips with a tissue. "As for your affairs, others took care of them before, but I will take care of them from now on."
Chen Qing frowned imperceptibly.
Yan Baiqing observed her expression, a mixture of joking and seriousness, "It's too tiring to hold a wedding during pregnancy. How about waiting until after the baby is born?"
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