Chapter 167 Jiang Xingyao should stick her divorce certificate on her forehead
It took Jin Qingyu a great deal of effort to avoid getting angry at Jiang Xingyao.
He tried to make it clear to Jiang Xingyao that the person beside her was not upright, and that it was all a scheme by that bitch Shen Mingsu to sow discord.
But before he could finish speaking, he heard Jiang Xingyao say impatiently, "That's enough, Jin Qingyu. You have a dirty mind, don't try to frame Ming Su. He doesn't have as much free time as you to resort to these underhanded methods."
The breath he had just managed to catch was stuck in his throat again; Jin Qingyu had never felt so stifled before.
Jiang Xingyao, she not only doesn't care about him, but she also doesn't trust him.
She could easily tell who made the call by just glancing down at the dial pad.
But she didn't.
She stubbornly believed that he was the one provoking that bitch Shen Mingsu.
An overwhelming sorrow swept over Jin Qingyu.
He felt so suffocated that he could hardly breathe.
He didn't even know when the call was disconnected.
"What, do you not want to work here anymore?" After being discharged from the hospital, Old Master Jin rarely came to the company, and what he saw was a mess of documents scattered all over the floor.
He sat down on the leather sofa and looked at Jin Qingyu with interest: "When do you plan to step down? This old man will also be able to find another successor as soon as possible."
Jin Qingyu was still thinking about that phone call, so he didn't respond to the old man's words.
The old man asked Assistant Xu again, "What's he up to this time? Is he planning to pack his things and leave?"
Assistant Xu quickly came over with a smile: "How could that be, sir?"
President Jin is…
Assistant Xu stammered, unsure whether he should speak or not. Only after receiving a tacit approval from Jin Qingyu did he recount what had just happened.
To everyone's surprise, the old man burst out laughing after hearing this.
Jin Qingyu lifted his eyelids to look over, his expression becoming even more unpleasant.
Assistant Xu whispered, "Sir, President Jin is in a bad mood after all. You should... tone it down a bit."
The old man said, "Restrain? What do I need to restrain? I'd be overjoyed to see him stumble on something like this."
What goes around comes around. You brought this on yourself. When you abandoned Yao Yao time and time again for Jiang Cancan, did you never think you'd end up like this?
"It's your own doing, what's there to be angry about?"
Jin Qingyu's brows furrowed with annoyance, but he still instinctively retorted, "I didn't."
"Nothing? No one kept choosing Jiang Cancan, regardless of Yaoyao's life or death?"
Putting everything else aside, wasn't it you who brought that person into your and Yao Yao's marital home?
"Put yourself in Yao Yao's shoes. How would you feel if you had done the same thing?" the old man asked.
As a grandfather, he knew his grandson quite well; Jin Qingyu was always oblivious when it came to matters of the heart.
Perhaps he wasn't indifferent to Yao Yao, but since the situation hadn't directly affected him, he couldn't imagine how much harm he would cause her.
For example, right now, he is still trying to explain: "Grandpa, you know, I have never had any romantic feelings for that Jiang Cancan."
But Jiang Xingyao and that Shen Mingsu…”
"What's the difference? How can you be so sure that Yaoyao and the Shen family aren't just ordinary friends?"
"Since they're all friends, why can you choose Jiang Cancan in front of Yaoyao, but don't let Yaoyao choose her friend too?" the old man asked.
Jin Qingyu felt that the old man's words were wrong in a thousand ways, but he just couldn't think of any way to refute them.
His hands were clenched into fists, and his eyes were filled with a thick gloom.
The old man continued to add insult to injury: "Ayu, don't worry about why Yaoyao chose the Shen family. Even if the two of them really get married, it has nothing to do with you."
Since you're already divorced, stop clinging to the past and let go.
The old man even wanted to add that Jin Qingyu was not good enough for Yaoyao.
But after much deliberation, he swallowed those words.
People shouldn't be provoked too much, otherwise even he, as the grandfather, can't predict how Jin Qingyu will go crazy again.
A hint of impatience flashed in Jin Qingyu's eyes as he asked, "Grandpa, what brings you here this time?"
The old man then remembered the important matter: "I heard you met Madam Rongyue? How did it go? Has Yaoyao's matter been resolved? Is she willing to speak up for Yaoyao?"
The old man has always kept up with the news in the music industry. After Jiang Xingyao won a piano competition in Gangcheng, he would occasionally hear news about her performances.
But in the past six months, Jiang Xingyao has not only not returned to the capital, but has also not participated in any performances. It's as if she has disappeared from this circle and from their side.
The old man was absolutely certain that it was his good-for-nothing grandson who had ruined Yao Yao's career.
When this topic was brought up, Jin Qingyu suddenly fell silent again. The old man looked dejected and quickly scolded impatiently, "How can you be so useless? You've already met her, can't you beg her? Don't forget that you ruined Yaoyao's career. No matter what the cost, we'll make it up to her!"
For a long time after the old man left, Jin Qingyu was still in a daze. It wasn't until Assistant Xu had collected all the scattered documents that he said, "Please make room for me in tomorrow's schedule."
After arranging all that, Jin Qingyu noticed his phone lying to the side, the screen still showing the call that had just ended. He forced himself to suppress the urge to question it.
My heart still felt incredibly heavy.
When he brought Jiang Cancan back, was Yao Yao also in this much pain?
Perhaps. He still remembered that Yao Yao had a big fight with him that day. She was making a fuss about getting a divorce and leaving that house. She even quietly had Lin Ma pack her luggage for her.
Jin Qingyu suddenly felt a little dazed. He wondered if Jiang Xingyao cared about him at that time.
That's why she reacted so strongly?
Did Jiang Xingyao have feelings for him during that marriage, but he didn't see them and silently pushed her further and further away?
Just thinking about this possibility made his heart feel like it was being gripped tightly by a large hand, and the bitterness in his throat made it difficult for him to even breathe.
He suddenly had a strong urge to see Jiang Xingyao and ask her what she really thought of him and their marriage.
But in the end, Jin Qingyu managed to suppress this impulse.
Given the precarious state of his relationship with Jiang Xingyao, even if he asked, Jiang Xingyao wouldn't tell him the truth.
The weather in Beijing has been great these past few days.
The autumn sky is clear and the air is fresh.
A breeze from Nanhua Temple caresses your face, carrying with it a faint scent of incense, easily calming the restlessness in your heart.
Grandma Qin is a Buddhist. Every first and fifteenth of the lunar month, she would come to Nanhua Temple to listen to Zen meditation, and a younger member of the Qin family would always accompany her.
This month it just so happens to be Qin Jiangnan's turn.
But Qin Jiangnan, being the kind of person he was, naturally couldn't stand sitting for hours on end. So, for some reason, he turned to Jiang Xingyao for help, claiming he wanted to repay a favor to her.
Jiang Xingyao originally thought that Old Mrs. Qin would not agree, but then she received a call from the Qin family's old residence.
Qin Jiangnan was very proactive and took Old Madam Qin directly to the hotel to pick her up. Jiang Xingyao was confused and accompanied Old Madam Qin to Nanhua Temple.
Qin Jiangnan brought them here, and unusually, he didn't drive his flashy sports car, opting instead for a more comfortable ordinary car.
After helping Grandma Qin out of the car, Qin Jiangnan handed her over to Jiang Xingyao: "I'm entrusting my grandmother's affairs to you. I'm going to find a place to go for a drive and will come back to pick you up later."
Old Mrs. Qin said irritably, "You little rascal, you've finally found a way to shirk your responsibilities. Alright, hurry up and leave, don't get in the way of Buddha."
Qin Jiangnan chuckled and casually laughed it off. Just as he was about to leave, he saw a Bentley approaching in their direction. His eyes swept over the license plate, and a hint of wariness appeared on his face.
Jiang Xingyao also saw it; it was Jin Qingyu's car.
A hint of annoyance flashed across his face. Yesterday's concert, today's Nanhua Temple—this person is truly a persistent ghost.
Qin Jiangnan wasn't in a hurry to leave anymore. He just stared at the Bentley. The car door opened, and Jin Qingyu got out of the car. He was accompanied not only by his assistant Xu, but also by a doctor.
His wheelchair, which had been with him all this time, was gone, and this seemed a bit strange.
Jin Qingyu naturally saw Qin Jiangnan, or more precisely, Jiang Xingyao.
His little swan seemed to always have this magic, no matter how far apart they were, it always made his eyes fall on her first.
Yesterday he was scolding him for Shen Mingsu, but today he's with Qin Jiangnan. Jin Qingyu felt a strange bitterness spreading and surging in his heart—jealousy.
He walked towards Jiang Xingyao, but before he could speak, Qin Jiangnan said first, "Jin Qingyu, are you bored? You know Jiang Xingyao hates you, but you keep sticking to her like a ghost. Is that interesting?"
"Young Master Qin, you've misunderstood. President Jin isn't..."
"He wasn't deliberately following us? Then what was he doing? Coming to the temple to burn incense? Don't try to fool us, how could someone like him believe in gods and Buddhas?" Qin Jiangnan said sarcastically.
Assistant Xu felt somewhat helpless. The coincidences were indeed hard to explain. He didn't know how things could be so coincidental, that they always seemed to run into his wife.
He once thought that the capital city was so big that finding Jiang Cancan was like finding a needle in a haystack, but in the middle of President Jin and his wife, the capital city was also very small.
Even though Mr. Jin deliberately avoids inquiring about his wife's whereabouts, he still manages to run into her in various places. Is this what they call a preordained marriage?
Assistant Xu was momentarily stunned, and Qin Jiangnan pressed on aggressively, saying, "Jin Qingyu, are you ever going to stop? Do you need Jiang Xingyao to stick the divorce certificate on your forehead before you remember that you've been divorced for a long time?"
Qin Jiangnan was too extreme. Assistant Xu wanted to explain, but Jin Qingyu stopped him and said, "Young Master Qin keeps bringing up my divorce. Is this really that important to you?"
Or do you yourself know that you have no chance of winning against Jiang Xingyao, which is why you keep using this method to repeatedly protect your ridiculous pride?
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