Jiang Rong was sitting in a Bentley Mulsanne, which looked low-key in price but was not low-key at all. Next to him was Jiang Panyu, who was still in a coma.
Chi Er, who was driving in front, tried to hold back for a long time, but he couldn't help it and said, "Miss, do you know that you were just one step away from death?"
He still felt a chill down his spine when he thought about the deathly silence in the living room. Even when Shang Shaoheng frowned slightly, he was wondering whether he should hand over a knife or a gun since the boss wanted to kill someone.
But what no one expected was that Shang Shaoheng not only did not kill Jiang Rong, but asked him to send the Jiang sisters back personally.
Jiang Rong was also quite depressed when this matter was brought up: "Shang Shao... does Shang Ye have some special hobbies? What did he mean by that meaningful phrase 'maybe there will be no results'?"
It's impossible that Shang Shaoheng has really become a pervert and is ready to abandon ethics and morals to get involved with his aunt?
Chi Er: "...No one can guess what Mr. Shang is thinking, not even me."
Jiang Rong frowned and asked after a while, "Are you sure your boss doesn't have any special hobbies?"
Chi Er: “…very sure.”
He doesn't like women or men. To be more precise, he doesn't like humans at all.
Jiang Rong finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The Jiang family can only be ranked in the third tier in Yancheng, where many nobles gather, and is not considered prominent.
The current head of the family, Jiang Peihong... who is also the biological father of Jiang Panyu, the adoptive father of Jiang Rong, is a very feudal and authoritarian patriarch. He relied on having a good son to carry the Jiang family and make it prosper.
The villa was located in Jingwan District, the most famous wealthy area. Chi Er parked the car at the gate of the community and asked Jiang Rong, "Miss, do you want me to call your family and ask them to come pick you up?"
"No need." Jiang Rong said. She opened the car door and said, "Please wait for me."
022 Question: [If you don't let them come out to pick her up, how are you going to take her back home? The Jiang family villa is quite far from here.]
Jiang Rong: [Which is better for me, having them come and pick up Jiang Panyu directly, or having me go through so much trouble to bring Jiang Panyu back?]
022 instantly turned light pink: [Host, you are so smart! ]
[But how are you going to take Jiang Panyu back? You can't just carry her back, right?]
Jiang Rong just smiled.
Then 022 watched Jiang Rong walk to the security booth and borrow a cart used to transport goods from them. He watched the heroine being put on the dirty cart with the help of Chi Er. He watched Jiang Rong wave goodbye to Chi Er and push Jiang Panyu into the community with a panting voice.
022: [……]
022 was about to scream: [Stop it! This is the fairy heroine! How can you push me around like I'm carrying pork?!]
Jiang Rong spread his hands and said, "But there's nothing we can do. Besides, she's the heroine. Even if she washes her feet first, then her face, then her teeth in the same basin, everyone will praise her for her hygiene. What's there to be afraid of?"
022 felt that something was wrong, but couldn't put it into words, so he had to follow Jiang Rong and watch her slowly pushing the cart through the tree-lined and beautiful upscale residential area, attracting onlookers.
Jiang Rong hummed a little tune and followed his memory to the Jiang family villa.
Her messy hair covered her face and she felt no psychological burden, but Jiang Panyu was lying on a cart, which was equivalent to being paraded through the streets. The more 022 looked at her, the more he felt like he was having a myocardial infarction, so he simply floated to the front to chase butterflies, thinking that out of sight, out of mind.
After Jiang Rong left, no one knew whether Jiang's family forgot to ask the property management to delete her fingerprints, so that five years later her fingerprints could still be used to open the gate of the community. If it weren't for this, the security guard would not have let such a strange person in.
The Jiang family's villa is very different from what I remember. In the past, there were many kinds of flowers in the yard that Jiang Rong planted by himself. When the flowers bloomed, they competed with each other for beauty, bright and lively.
Now all the flowers and plants have been removed and turned into exquisite and rigid bonsai, which looks like the aesthetic of her old-fashioned and boring elder brother.
Jiang Rong parked the cart, glanced at Jiang Panyu, who was completely unaware of the humiliation she had suffered in the physical sense, walked up to her to check her breathing, and confirmed that she was not killed by the bumpy ride, then walked up to her and knocked on the iron gate.
Five minutes later, the Jiang family's nanny ran towards the main house screaming, "Madam! Madam, something bad has happened! The young lady was killed by a green-haired monster, and he even sent the body to our doorstep!!"
Jiang Rong, who was about to introduce himself: "..."
Not long after, Qiao Yixiuan, the mistress of the Jiang family and Jiang Rong's adoptive mother, came out of the house in a hurry.
She is already in her fifties this year, but she has been very well maintained. At first glance, she looks less than forty years old. She is wearing a light blue silk long dress with a gray shawl on the outside, and has a beautiful face.
After seeing Jiang Panyu unconscious, Qiao Yixiuan quickly asked someone to carry Jiang Panyu home and asked a doctor to check on Jiang Panyu.
After everything was arranged, she looked at Jiang Rong and said, "Did you save our Xiaoyu? Thank you so much!"
Jiang Rong stared at her quietly for a while without saying anything. Qiao Yixuan was stunned for a moment, not understanding what was going on: "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing." Jiang Rong smiled. She pushed her long hair aside, revealing her delicate and beautiful face. She said softly, "I just didn't expect that after five years, you wouldn't remember me at all."
"...Oh, maybe now I am no longer qualified to call you mother. Instead, I should call you Mrs. Jiang?"
Qiao Yixuan suddenly opened her eyes wide and even took two steps back, "You, you are... but haven't you already..."
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