Chapter 25 Indulgence
A dark figure appeared at the door.
A handsome face with an almost sharp jawline.
He raised his eyes and looked over.
It was hard to tell whether it was the dim light of the overcast sky, or if Yu Jinnian's gaze was simply that indifferent. Even though it passed by the crowd briefly, it still gave people a sense of the coldness of the snowy desolation.
Si Wan was very calm, her long eyelashes drooped, casting an arc-shaped shadow like a crow's wing.
She waited quietly, knowing she had no chance of winning.
My biological mother and an unattractive woman.
Even a fool knows how to choose.
But who cares?
Wen Qing calmed down a lot when she saw Yu Jinnian coming. She had to live by others' wishes in the past few years.
Looking at Yuliang, there is also his son.
The gentle voice was that of the virtuous Madam Yu: "Son, Mom was just angry for a moment. There must be an explanation for Dai Ke's matter. Otherwise, it would be a blasphemy of the law."
Two faces, vivid and lifelike.
Si Wan felt inferior to herself.
"Mr. Jiang's visit, I am sorry for not welcoming you in person,"
Yu Jinnian walked up to Jiang Hansheng and smiled coldly.
The two men were of similar height and their eyes were level.
"It's impolite not to inform you in advance." Jiang Hansheng's lips were stretched into a straight line, and he smiled like a gangster.
He clasped his hands together, and veins popped out on the backs of his broad hands, climbing up the distinct finger bones until they disappeared deep into his cuffs.
It was no accident that Si Wan was able to sneak into the Jinyiwei in the Ming Dynasty. She had a very high level of insight and could always grasp the details that others could not notice.
For example, now.
She found that Yu Jinnian was in a rage, but he was suppressing his anger so that there was still room for improvement.
Jiang Hansheng seemed to be happy to see this happen and was hoping to see Jinnian lose his temper.
Very wonderful.
"I still have some family matters to attend to, so I won't see you off." Yu Jinnian's second sentence was to see the guest off.
"Once my legs grow longer, I can walk by myself." Jiang Hansheng responded humorously.
It’s so harmonious, as if it was planned beforehand.
Before leaving, Jiang Zhong took a business card from the Ministry of Justice.
Jiang Hansheng glanced at Si Wan briefly.
A little naughty.
Si Wan rolled her eyes as usual.
"Wu Cong, send the Madam back." Yu Jinnian said this and waited there with his eyes lowered, looking at the air, without even lifting his eyelids.
"Bang!" The sound came unexpectedly.
There were four figures at the workstation who had been petrified for a long time. Because of the slap, they slowly turned their eyes and looked at Si Wan.
Si Wan felt her face burning. She could have dodged it, but she didn't. She was slapped hard by Wen Qing.
Why not hide?
Now that Dai Ke is dealt with, who will be next?
The answer is self-evident.
The method of dealing with Wen Qing cannot use force. Strike the snake at its weakest point. Who is the biggest conflict between Si Wan and Wen Qing?
Standing here.
Separating Wen Qing from her beloved son was far more satisfying than twisting her head off.
Plan to grow wildly.
There is a reason why Si Wan didn't hide.
She raised her hand, turning it over. She placed the back of her hand against her cheek. "Don't worry, Auntie. I won't pester Brother Jinnian anymore. I'll... leave right away."
Who doesn't have two faces?
After three years, hearing the four words "Brother Jinnian" again is thought-provoking.
She walked out slowly, like a close-up of the heroine's footsteps in a movie.
After only three steps, Wen Qing's gentle voice rang out: "Wanwan, I watched you grow up. Your aunt can't bear to see you make mistakes."
"What do you want to make your aunt satisfied?" Si Wan obeyed and stopped.
Wen Qing said as a matter of course: "Go to the police station and confess your crime."
"Okay." Si Wan was happy and curled her lips: "I'll go." Then she was about to leave.
Wen Qing seemed to have thought of something and suddenly grabbed Si Wan's wrist: "I'll take you there myself."
Si Wan: "That's troublesome."
It sounds like that's really the case.
"If mother is too idle..." Just as Wen Qing was pulling Si Wan to walk, Yu Jinnian's voice rang out in a muffled voice.
Extremely patient, on the verge of exploding.
"I'll personally take you to worship Buddha?" There was a cold look in his eyes.
This is the greatest frustration a mother can experience.
Wen Qing blinked, tears rolling down her cheeks. She quickly wiped them away with her hand, "...No, I'm going home."
She felt quite aggrieved, but she swallowed it all.
He glanced at Si Wan, his emotions reaching an unprecedented level: "You'd better take care of yourself."
Si Wan said nothing, lowering her head slightly to hide the murderous intent in her eyes: "Aunt, take care."
…
"Meet Mr. Dong, Sijiang. The meeting is about to start." Wu Cong's voice sounded like he had swallowed a nail. It took a lot of courage for him to say that.
Yu Jinnian looked at Si Wan with a piercing gaze. After a moment, he scoffed.
That's all.
Yu Jinnian's departure was like a gust of wind that shattered a motionless sculpture, and the people inside were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.
"Sijiang, are you okay?" Wenwen came over and put her hand near Si Wan's red and swollen face, wanting to touch it but not daring to.
Zhang Chen, usually the loudest, also came to Si Wan's side, surprisingly deep and silent. He just stayed by her side.
Si Wan looked at the glass wall as the figure disappeared and said coldly, "Something happened."
She took off her high heels and followed closely behind.
“…”
Wenwen and Zhang Chen stared at each other in bewilderment, not understanding what Si Wan meant by "something happened." But they also sensed something serious was about to happen.
"Bang!" Three seconds later... "Crash!"
"No way?"
"Fuck!"
Wenwen and Zhang Chen simultaneously thought of a tiny possibility and ran towards the source of the sound.
The round ashtray came down from the broken glass of the president's office and rolled away.
The doors of the offices along the way opened at the same time in a mysterious manner, as if they had agreed on something, and several pairs of severed heads were deployed in formation.
Target: President's Office.
"Bang, bang, splash, swish—"
That day, Si Wan was slapped in the face and smashed the president's office.
In the office, Yu Jinnian stood at the door of the locker room and just watched Si Wan come in, pick up the ashtray and smash the glass.
The man was stunned at first, but soon his anger faded away and he looked at Si Wan with a slightly raised brow.
What I mean is: Is this all you can do?
As it turns out, it isn't.
The feathers in the sofa pillow were flying all over the sky.
Meeting?
Open it.
The documents were torn to pieces.
Is flooring expensive?
The golf club dug a hole every time it was dug.
The sounds of smashing and looting in the president's office continued for a long time that day.
If you don’t know, you might think that Yu Dong, who is as rich as a country, owes a loan shark.
After an unknown amount of time, Si Wan seemed tired and dropped the golf club in her hand in boredom.
She raised her eyelids and looked at the man standing at the door of the locker room, leaning against the door frame and already puffing out smoke.
She didn't say anything, as if waiting for him to come and hit her.
After waiting for a long time, the man didn't move. He just looked at her with a half-smile, and took a moment to look at the grayish-white air outside the window.
"Didn't you say you were going to have a meeting?" She gathered her hair behind her head and glanced at Wu Cong.
The person who was most frightened that day was Wu Cong.
He was scared.
What are you afraid of?
Many men indulge on a whim.
Wu Cong never imagined that one day, the woman he would indulge in would be Si Wan.
What he could not have imagined was that this was just the beginning.
I was secretly glad that I didn't give him the chance to say more at the SW mall three years ago.
He didn't know when a handful of water had formed in his palms. He smoothed his trousers until his hands were dry. Wu Cong bowed respectfully and said in a gentle voice, "I'll be waiting for you two."
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