Chapter 57 Jealousy
Central Park, New York.
The early morning sun shone through the treetops. Jiang Tingwan, with her hair tied up in a refreshing bun and wearing a casual white sweater and jeans, walked side by side with Ruan Yue on the path in the park.
Ruan Yue didn't sleep well last night, and there was a slight blue color under his eyes, but his expression was still calm.
However, the unexpected change came unexpectedly.
Suddenly, a sharp gunshot was heard in the distance.
Then came the second and third sounds.
The crowd suddenly became agitated and screams were heard everywhere.
The bodyguards immediately protected Jiang Tingwan in the middle, but the riot came too suddenly, the attackers shot indiscriminately, and the street fell into chaos in an instant.
Jiang Tingwan subconsciously grabbed Ruan Yue's hand——
Caught nothing.
"Ruan Yue!"
She turned back suddenly and glanced at the crowd fleeing in panic, but did not see the familiar figure.
Her heart suddenly sank.
Ruan Yue is timid, how scared would she be in such a scene?
Jiang Tingwan pushed the bodyguard aside and was about to rush into the crowd, but was suddenly grabbed by a strong force.
"Don't want to die?"
Shen Guan's face was rarely gloomy, and his usually warm eyes were now as cold as ice.
He must have been discussing business nearby. He didn't even have time to put on his suit jacket. He was only wearing a dark grey shirt with the cuffs rolled up to his elbows, revealing his well-defined forearms.
Jiang Tingwan pushed him away: "My sister is missing!"
Chen looked at her determined eyes, was silent for a moment, then held her wrist and said, "I'll help you find it."
The two of them walked against the flow of people in the chaotic streets. The screams and cries mixed with the shrill sirens made people nervous.
Jiang Tingwan's breathing became more and more rapid, and her nails dug deeply into her palms.
Finally, at the entrance of a narrow alley, she saw Ruan Yue——
and a thug with a gun.
The man had just shot and knocked down a passerby, blood was all over the ground, and the black muzzle of the gun was turning towards Ruan Yue.
Jiang Tingwan's mind went blank, but her body rushed over faster than her thoughts.
"Ruan Yue!"
She protected Ruan Yue behind her and stared at the gunman.
Shock flashed across Ruan Yue's dull eyes.
The gunman was also stunned for a moment, his eyes stayed on Jiang Tingwan's face for a moment, and suddenly waved his hand, signaling them to leave.
Jiang Tingwan's back was already soaked with cold sweat, but she did not dare to hesitate for a moment. She tightly grasped Ruan Yue's cold hand and quickly stepped back.
Chen Guan's car was parked on the side of the road, and she almost half-dragged and half-carried Ruan Yue into the back seat.
"Get in the car."
Shen Guan said in a low voice and opened the car door.
Inside the car.
Ruan Yue seemed to have his soul sucked out, his face was pale and his pupils were dilated.
Jiang Tingwan hugged her tightly and could feel the body in his arms shaking violently.
"It's okay, it's okay..."
She soothed him softly, combing her fingers through Ruan Yue's messy hair.
The car sped away, but Ruan Yue seemed to have lost his soul. He stood there in a daze without saying a word for a long time.
After a long time, Ruan Yue seemed to have regained her voice. She grabbed her sleeves, tears falling silently.
"Sister...can we go back?"
Jiang Tingwan's heart ached, and she nodded immediately: "Okay, we'll go back today."
She took out her cell phone and called Lu Zhaoye.
After confirming that he and Lu Yiqiao were safe, she briefly explained the situation.
After hanging up the phone, she immediately contacted a private jet, but was told that the flight was fully booked and the earliest she could arrive would be in the evening.
"Take my plane."
Shen Guan suddenly spoke up, "I was about to return home and take off in an hour."
Jiang Tingwan looked up at him, her pale face reflected in the man's deep eyes.
She nodded and looked down at Ruan Yue who was trembling in her arms——
The girl's usually lively eyes were now empty and lifeless, and she didn't even realize that her nails were digging deep into her palms.
Jiang Tingwan gently pried open her fingers, put his hand in, and interlocked their fingers.
"It's all right."
She hugged Ruan Yue tighter, her voice as soft as if she was coaxing a child.
"We are returning home."
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The private plane flew smoothly through the clouds, but a solemn atmosphere filled the cabin.
Ruan Yue sat alone on the bed beside the porthole, her slender fingers unconsciously stroking the window sill. The glass reflected her out-of-focus pupils, as if she had not yet recovered from the previous shock.
Jiang Tingwan sighed softly, turned and walked towards the dining area.
She reached for the coffee cup.
"You are completely open about this sister."
A deep male voice suddenly came from behind.
Shen Guan had unknowingly stood at the junction of shadows.
Jiang Tingwan lowered her eyes and sipped her coffee, the mist blurring the bitter smile on her lips.
"envious?"
"Jealous." Shen Guan replied expressionlessly.
Seeing her eyelashes fluttering, he added, "After all, Miss Jiang refused to share even a cup of coffee with me."
She curled the corners of her lips and brought him a cup.
The warm yellow light from the floor lamp cast a shadow on her face, dispelling some of the gloom between her brows.
"The attacker is not a simple person. I have seen the tattoo before. He is a local gangster."
Shen Guan lowered his voice.
Jiang Tingwan nodded. She also realized that this was not an ordinary attack.
However, that person let her and Ruan Yue go, and she had no idea what their purpose was.
"Can you send me a copy of this gangster information?" She asked anyway just to be on the safe side.
"I'll ask my assistant to send it out after I return home."
Shen Guan nodded, his eyes running over her loose bun.
"You're only going to wear the gift for one day?"
I'm talking about a diamond hairpin.
Jiang Tingwan laughed, "Do you think the clothes I'm wearing today are suitable for wearing that kind of thing?"
"If I had worn it, maybe they wouldn't have let me go just now."
Shen Guan suddenly leaned forward, and the scent of cedar mixed with a faint smell of gunpowder enveloped him.
“That makes sense.”
He nodded, and touched her empty earlobe with his fingertips, with a rare hint of teasing in his voice.
"From now on, we will only send cheap goods. If the criminals rob us, we will definitely make a profit."
Jiang Tingwan looked at him and was finally amused.
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