Chapter 275 Yao Yao also likes scallion oil noodles?
Before Jiang Xingyao could react, the call was answered, and it was Assistant Xu's voice coming from the other end.
Jiang Xingyao remained silent. Assistant Xu asked, "Is...is this Miss Jiang?"
Please don't blame Mr. Jin; he had something to take care of. He only left his phone with me because he was afraid of missing your call.
"Did you see what happened online? How is he going to handle it?" Jiang Xingyao then asked.
There seemed to be a moment of silence from Assistant Xu before he said, "This matter is a bit complicated. President Jin is already negotiating with them. Please wait a little longer. President Jin will definitely be able to handle it."
Jiang Xingyao wanted to ask more, but Assistant Xu added, "You can rest assured about one thing: President Jin will absolutely not meet with Jiang Cancan in private."
He was busy with something on the other end and hung up the phone quickly.
Qu Xinting asked, "How did he solve it?"
Jiang Xingyao shook her head, and Qu Xinting said again, "I think he's still unreliable this time. Yaoyao, there's no need for you to have any contact with him anymore."
"Speak to him clearly, and I'll handle this."
She tossed out a few words to herself and was about to leave, pushing her wheelchair, when Jiang Xingyao quickly called out to her, "Mom, don't rush, wait a little longer, at least until I finish dealing with the live broadcast here."
Qu Xinting turned around and looked at Jiang Xingyao suspiciously: "Yaoyao, what are you thinking? Have you developed feelings for him again?"
Looking back, how did he treat you before? You softened so quickly; do you think you're being fair to the suffering you endured before?
"No, that's not what I meant, Mom. Brother Huaiyan came to see me a couple of days ago."
I know that given the Qu family's current situation, you may not be able to resolve this matter on your own, and you might have to seek help from the Zhou family.
I don't want you to make decisions against your own will because of me.
"So Mom, let's wait a little longer," Jiang Xingyao said.
Qu Xinting has been in Gangcheng for several days, but she has never gone to see Zhou Keyuan. Jiang Xingyao probably has a guess in her heart that she may not want to have too much contact with Zhou Keyuan.
Given this, Jiang Xingyao didn't want Qu Xinting to make an exception for her.
Qu Xinting's brow relaxed slightly after hearing Jiang Xingyao's explanation, but quickly furrowed again.
She finally let out a barely audible sigh and said, "My relationship with your Uncle Zhou isn't as complicated as you think, you..."
“I only know that you don’t want to see him for the time being, Mom. Please listen to me this once and wait and see. If things still can’t be resolved in the end, then we can make a decision,” Jiang Xingyao said.
No matter how much Jiang Cancan stirred things up, Jiang Xingyao always believed that the truth would prevail. As long as everyone around her believed in her, it didn't matter to her when she clarified things.
Qu Xinting did not approve of Jiang Xingyao's procrastination, but Jiang Xingyao did not give her any room to refuse. She took Qu Xinting's hand and said, "Mom, I don't like the food here. Can you make me scallion oil noodles when we get back tonight?"
Although Qu Xinting always speaks her mind, she rarely refuses Jiang Xingyao's requests.
Jiang Xingyao wanted to cheer Qu Xinting up, so she greeted the hotel staff and took Qu Xinting back to her rented apartment.
For some time now, Jiang Xingyao and Qu Xinting have been living together. The apartment is not big, and they don't have a housekeeper. Qu Xinting makes breakfast for them. This warm atmosphere feels like a dream to Jiang Xingyao.
Qu Xinting is a very good cook, Jiang Xingyao has always known that. She remembers that when she was a child, Qu Xinting liked to cook and wait for Jiang Yuncheng to come back.
If Jiang Yuncheng doesn't come, even if the food on the table gets cold and hot again and again, countless times, Qu Xinting won't let her touch it.
Back then, she dreamed of eating meals specially prepared for her by Qu Xinting, and it wasn't until many years later that this wish finally came true.
Jiang Xingyao and Qu Xinting went to the supermarket to buy some vegetables. When they got home, it was almost 10 p.m. A black Rolls-Royce was parked at the entrance of the building, and a few young people were watching nearby.
Jiang Xingyao recognized the license plate number, as did Qu Xinting. She frowned slightly. But quickly, she acted as if nothing had happened and went upstairs with Jiang Xingyao.
Sure enough, Zhou Huaiyan and Zhou Keyuan were seen at the door of the room.
Jiang Xingyao hadn't seen Zhou Keyuan for a long time. He looked much thinner and more haggard, but his gaze towards Qu Xinting remained as bright as ever.
His attitude was as excited as ever, and he rushed towards Qu Xinting, taking the vegetables that Qu Xinting had placed on her lap: "Tingting, you're back. Are you tired? Let me push you."
He pushed Jiang Xingyao aside and took her place.
The people were already blocking the doorway, so it wasn't really appropriate to ask them to leave.
Jiang Xingyao took out her key, opened the door, and invited the two of them in.
Zhou Keyuan followed Qu Xinting directly to the kitchen. Zhou Huaiyan watched their backs and said, "Yaoyao, you saw it too. My uncle really cares about Aunt Qu."
His absence during this period was not due to a lack of affection for Aunt Qu, but rather because he felt he was confused and unworthy of her, which is why he sought medical treatment.
As you know, there is currently no cure for Alzheimer's disease, but I couldn't go against my uncle's decision, so I could only send him to a nursing home for a while.
I'm telling you this for no other reason than that I know you can't act as my advocate, but if being with Uncle is Aunt Qu's own wish, I hope you won't object, okay?
The tea on the table was steaming, and it seemed to make Zhou Huaiyan's face across from him a little blurry.
Jiang Xingyao said, "I will not question my current decision. No matter what she chooses, as long as it is her own choice, I will support her. If Brother Huaiyan came for this reason, there is no need to discuss it with me."
Zhou Huaiyan then changed the subject, saying, "I've also seen those things about you online. I'm sorry I looked into it a bit more without your permission."
The reason this matter has caused such a stir is because both the He family and the Shen family have gotten involved. Jin Qingyu is currently just dealing with them, and he probably can't resolve the matter completely on his own.
I can…"
“Brother Huaiyan, I appreciate your kindness, but I don’t need your help for now. I’ll ask you when I need it,” Jiang Xingyao said.
She also looked towards the kitchen. Through the thin frosted glass door, she could see Qu Xinting and Zhou Keyuan leaning against each other. Qu Xinting raised her hand, as if she was directing Zhou Keyuan to do something, and Zhou Keyuan always cooperated.
The two of them looked exceptionally harmonious together.
Zhou Huaiyan added, "Over the years, Uncle has been waiting for Aunt Qu. He has never married and has never had any contact with any woman. This can all be verified."
Even though Jiang Xingyao said she wouldn't interfere in Qu Xinting's private affairs, Zhou Huaiyan still made a point of explaining it to her again.
The aroma of food wafted from the kitchen. Zhou Keyuan came out carrying the scallion oil noodles that Jiang Xingyao had specifically requested that day. He then went back to push Qu Xinting's wheelchair. He showed no airs of superiority or temper in front of Qu Xinting.
Jiang Xingyao noticed that although Qu Xinting's expression was indifferent, she did not reject Zhou Keyuan's attentiveness. She thought that the two of them had always been childhood sweethearts, and if it weren't for Jiang Yuncheng's interference, they would have been a match made in heaven.
Judging from Qu Xinting's appearance, she didn't seem to mind being with Zhou Keyuan. Jiang Xingyao couldn't understand why she was unwilling to agree.
Zhou Keyuan brought over chopsticks and eagerly picked up a mouthful of noodles. He quickly praised, "After all these years, the scallion oil noodles that Xin Xin makes for me are still the best."
“This wasn’t made for you, it was made especially for Yao Yao,” Qu Xinting said.
Zhou Keyuan said, "Yaoyao also likes scallion oil noodles? That's the same taste as me."
He seemed to be just saying it casually, but Qu Xinting's expression froze for a moment. She pushed the bowl towards Zhou Keyuan again, as if trying to cover up her meaning: "Just eat and talk less, or I won't let you eat."
"I'll do whatever Xin Xin says and not say anything," Zhou Keyuan immediately agreed.
This incident seemed like a minor, insignificant episode that didn't cause much of a stir at the dinner table, yet it seemed to have stirred up a storm in Jiang Xingyao's heart.
Jiang Yuncheng's words from the police station seemed to echo in Jiang Xingyao's mind once again.
She cautiously glanced in Zhou Keyuan's direction, then quickly looked away.
After seeing Qu Xinting, Zhou Keyuan was like a clingy dog, refusing to leave. Zhou Huaiyan had to go to great lengths, using a combination of coaxing and cajoling, to finally get him to come out.
Before leaving, Zhou Keyuan even helped Qu Xinting clean up the dishes, explaining that Xinting didn't like washing dishes.
By the time the two had completely left, it was already eleven o'clock. Qu Xinting asked, "What did Huaiyan say to you just now?"
Jiang Xingyao said, "He didn't say much, just that Uncle Zhou still cares about you. Mom, between you and Uncle Zhou..."
"Yaoyao, I know what I'm doing, you don't need to worry about me. It's getting late, go and get some rest. Isn't someone going to challenge you tomorrow?" Qu Xinting was clearly trying to change the subject, and Jiang Xingyao didn't press for details.
However, she did not sleep well that night, and several times she dreamed that Jiang Yuncheng would wake her up in fright.
Even though rumors about her were rampant online, Jiang Xingyao had never been as restless as she was now.
When Jiang Xingyao went to Xingying Studio in the morning, she was indeed wearing dark circles under her eyes. Xu Feifei saw this and quickly came over to ask with concern, "Sister Weiyi, you didn't stay up all night because of those things online, did you? Miss Fila contacted me again. She said she has organized people and is ready to help you clarify things at any time. Look at you..."
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