[Chapter 26 Chapter 26 Being sold to the Golden Triangle: The sadistic story of Bai Yueguang (26)]
After leaving the hospital, Mr. Hu went straight to the Yuanlonghui headquarters.
There were still stains of blood left by Yan Qing on his shirt, but he, who always loved cleanliness, didn't even bother to change his clothes.
From the moment Yan Qing was sent to the hospital, I waited until the end of her surgery.
I didn't sleep an eye the whole night.
At this time, Yuanlonghui——
The main hall is in Chinese style, with a statue of Guan Gong holding a sword enshrined on the table in the center.
There is a table at the top separated by two Arhat chairs, and the same specifications are applied on both sides of the hall, with four tables and eight chairs.
Jiang Chenggong stood in front of Guan Gong with his hands behind his back without saying a word, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
Mr. Hu entered the room and stood behind him. The door was closed by the brothers guarding outside after he came in. There were only him and Jiang Chenggong in the huge conference room.
When Jiang Chenggong turned around, he called out, "Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Chenggong squinted his eyes and looked at him for a while, then slowly turned the Buddhist beads in his hand: "How is that girl?"
Mr. Hu pondered the reason why he asked Yan Qing about this, and said truthfully, "The bullet has been removed, and there is no danger to life."
Jiang Chenggong smiled and said, "She saved you, so she is a great contributor to our Yuanlong Society."
After a pause, he continued, "This girl gave her bulletproof vest to my good-for-nothing boy. No matter what, I, Jiang, owe her a favor."
Mr. Hu lowered his eyes slightly: "It is her honor to be honored by Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Chenggong laughed out loud, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "I have no ill will towards that girl, you don't have to be so nervous."
Mr. Hu looked directly into Jiang Chenggong's eyes and clenched his hands, which he had casually put into his pocket.
"Mr. Jiang, you're joking. She's just a little bird I keep to kill time. It's not worth our bother."
He couldn't interpret the deeper meaning behind Jiang Chenggong's smile.
But based on his understanding of Jiang Chenggong, it was not a good thing to have a sense of presence in front of such a person.
In no sense was Jiang Chenggong a good man who remembered favors.
After hearing his words, Jiang Chenggong did not mention Yan Qing again, but just took a closer look at the bloodstains on his shirt.
Soon he changed the subject: "It's time to put the matter of recognizing one's ancestry on the agenda. My useless kid still needs your guidance."
"As a member of the Yuanlong Society, I should share Mr. Jiang's worries." Mr. Hu put away his casual demeanor and bowed to him.
A smile spread across the wrinkles on Jiang Chenggong's face, and he looked with great satisfaction at the young man in front of him whom he had promoted.
"Go and see him."
After everyone left the door, the curve of his mouth lowered.
"master."
The housekeeper who had followed Jiang Chenggong for nearly twenty years came in and whispered something in his ear.
His eyes sparkled and he snorted, "She's a smart woman, but keeping her could easily turn her into a nuisance."
Mr. Hu is the sharpest knife in his hand.
A sharp knife needs no feelings.
Too much romance will only make the knife dull.
On the other hand, this woman had a profound influence on his son.
The stupid boy pretended to be serious, thinking he was hiding very well in front of him, but in fact, all his thoughts were written on his face and could be seen through at a glance.
A young eagle in its growth stage should not have too many constraints.
"Do you want to send someone--" The butler understood what he meant and made a gesture of scratching his neck.
Jiang Chenggong waved his hand to stop him: "Don't act rashly for now."
Maybe there is a better way than this.
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After meeting Jiang Chenggong, Mr. Hu went to find A Gang.
Since the boy was brought back, he has been locked in the house. Someone serves him food and drinks, and there are people guarding him outside.
He lay on the bed like a frost-bitten eggplant, sighing weakly, and his messy red hair had dimmed a lot.
When he saw the man come in, he immediately jumped up from the bed, as if his body was covered with gasoline and could catch fire at any time.
"What are you doing here?"
A Gang felt mixed emotions towards this benefactor who was once regarded as his savior.
I wanted to ask Mr. Hu loudly whether he was responsible for my stepfather's death, but the words couldn't come out.
Lin Jiang's words took root in his ears, lingering and stimulating him to doubt everything.
Mr. Hu sat down lazily, his smoky grey eyes looking at him calmly: "You are still like this, impetuous and incorrigible."
A Gang moved his lips and pursed them stubbornly, feeling as powerless as if he was punching cotton.
"How's A-Qing?"
The two men confronted each other, and in the end he was the first to be defeated.
Compared to the maturity and stability of men, young people always find it difficult to keep calm.
He walked around to Mr. Hu and hurriedly asked about Yan Qing's news, his face full of concern and worry.
Under Mr. Hu's all-seeing gaze, he turned his face away in panic and clenched his fingers guiltily into his palms.
At this moment, he felt like a secret mistress who had appeared in front of her husband.
Mr. Hu crossed his legs. His ordinary and good-looking face possessed a unique charm that was no less than that of a young man.
Under his overwhelming aura, Agang felt his legs inexplicably heavy.
"She's fine." Mr. Hu said calmly.
A Gang's tense muscles relaxed and he let out a long sigh.
Looking at Mr. Hu's calm face, he suddenly felt angry. He didn't know where he got the courage from, but he rushed forward and grabbed the man's collar tightly.
"She was willing to die for you! And you still speak of her in such a nonchalant tone! Do you have a heart?!"
He felt sorry for Yan Qing.
Even though I gave everything, I couldn't get a man's true heart.
While he was angry, his heart was filled with unknown grievances.
Why can't Aqing look at him more? He can treat her well with all his heart.
He wasn't sure when he started to like Yan Qing. It might have been from the moment he gave her the bamboo dragonfly, or it might have been after she gave him a kiss of comfort in the name of a friend.
Maybe even earlier—
When she snatched my gun away from me the first time we met.
Mr. Hu didn't care about the collar of his clothes being grabbed by him, raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Do you like her?"
The boy's cheeks quickly heated up when his secrets were exposed, and the hand that was grabbing his collar loosened and then tightened suddenly.
"Yes! I just like her! The kind of like that I want her to be my woman!"
He no longer avoided the man's gaze, staring firmly into his eyes and boldly expressing his secret thoughts.
After he finished speaking, he felt as if a huge stone weighing on his heart was suddenly lifted away, and he felt refreshed and relaxed.
If he were still the slum boy he used to be, he thought he might not have such courage.
He once thought that if he had a status like Mr. Hu, he would definitely stand behind A Qing and protect her silently.
When it really came to this, he found himself becoming even more greedy.
I am not willing to be behind her, I just want to be shoulder to shoulder with her.
Mr. Hu stared at him for a long time, brushed his hand away, stood up and sneered: "Then show me what you can do."
Ah Gang looked at his back and said, "I will definitely prove it to you."
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