Chapter 21

Jiang Yuanliang didn't come here to look for Chen Yuning this time, because he already knew that Chen Yuning was not here.

The story began yesterday. Yesterday afternoon, when the production crew was nervously eating melons, a "ghost" secretly informed Jiang Yuanliang.

At that time, he was immersed in the gentle countryside. The other person was his new love, who had long hair past her shoulders, round cheeks, and a pair of gentle eyes, exactly like the mother in his memory.

Whether they are grumpy, gentle, or calm, as long as they belong to his mother, he likes them all.

Mom, why did you leave him alone in this world? Why?

In the room filled with incense, the sweet and ambiguous scent almost solidified. Jiang Yuanliang smelled the familiar fragrance and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The sound of the whip being swung quickly was very crisp, and at this moment, the phone rang suddenly. Jiang Yuanliang opened his eyes, and in the dim room, he could clearly see the panic in his new lover's eyes.

Mom is always strong, always calm, and never panics.

Jiang Yuanliang's face darkened and he tilted his head to signal his new lover to untie the bonds around him.

The cell phone rang and then stopped. In a short while, there were four missed calls. All of them were hung up after three or five rings. They were all from the same person - Zhang Xiaodong.

The curtains were drawn in the room, and the lights were off, so the brightness of the phone was particularly glaring. Seeing this, the new lover hurriedly opened the curtains, which made the situation even worse.

She was obviously aware of this, and her rosy face was almost filled with embarrassment.

Jiang Yuanliang didn't want to see her acting like this. What was she doing with a face that looked so similar to his mother's?

The phone rang again, Jiang Yuan hung up with a guilty conscience, and waved his hand to send his new love away. Next time, he still can't find someone with poor acting skills. Even if they look alike, without the charm, they are just empty shells.

The door opened and closed again, and the large floor-to-ceiling mirror in front of the bed reflected a naked man with red marks on his pale skin, which was shocking to the eye.

Jiang Yuanliang glanced in the mirror, and his mood surprisingly improved a little.

The cell phone dinged and beeped. Perhaps because he had hung up the call this time, Zhang Xiaodong did not call again, but sent a message to remind him.

Jiang Yuanliang clicked on it, and his face turned between blue and white.

Zhang Xiaodong meant that he was released by a master named Song for having an affair and plotting to steal Chen Yuning's property?

Jiang Yuanliang read the dozen or so messages again and then called Chen Yuning.

The man in the mirror moved his limbs that were numb from the bondage, his brows furrowed, but he was not thinking about how to respond.

This public broadcast...how exactly is this public broadcast?

*

It's a pity that Jiang Yuanliang will probably never be able to hear Song Zhiyi's live performance in his lifetime.

Like now.

Jiang Yuanliang walked gracefully to Song Zhiyi and greeted her as if he was looking for someone, completely unaware of the complaints floating in her mind.

"Hello, is Xiaoyu here?"

[Xiaoyu? Xiaoyu? Did Jiang Yuanliang come here to look for his lover Yu Lanmiao? ]

Song Zhiyi closed her mouth and shook her head, afraid that she would accidentally say what was in her heart.

"Maybe I did something to displease her, and she suddenly ignored me." Jiang Yuanliang smiled gently, looked around, and found an empty stool to sit down.

He was still asking other people about Chen Yuning's whereabouts, with tolerance and love in his eyes, as if he and Chen Yuning were really a loving couple as the outside world believed.

After all, he is the husband of the company's biggest boss. When he sits here, he naturally becomes the center of attention.

Song Zhiyi looked straight ahead, and moved her stool slightly half a meter to the side. There was such a big old man sitting nearby, and he was an elder as well, so she couldn't chase him away. It was even more difficult for her to change seats with so many eyes on him, so she could only move quietly.

She thought her actions were covert, but in less than two days, the staff had all learned the practical skill of using their peripheral vision to capture people's silhouettes while typing quickly in the group chat on their phones.

[It seems like the senior sister really dislikes Mr. Jiang]

Senior Sister means Master + Sister. Under the magic sound of Song Zhiyu's constant calling of "Sister", they naturally combined the two titles.

[Actually, I kind of dislike it]

[Luckily Yu Lanmiao is not here, otherwise I can’t imagine them both showing up at the same time]

[What's so unthinkable? They can actually play in public.]

[Luckily Yu Lanmiao is not here, otherwise I don't want to see them having sex in the car or anything else. Jiang Yuanliang must have done this a lot. He is quite old, but I didn't expect that he still has such a strong desire.]

[It's hard for Yu Lanmiao. The sponsor of the game has to find someone to relieve his stress. He spends money on sex while earning it. Does this count as supplementing the family income in a certain sense? ]

[God’s father’s household allowance hahahahahahahahaha]

[Stop laughing, it's hurting my eyes!]

[I used to believe that men with pale skin would have kidney deficiency, but now it seems that Mr. Jiang is a complete counterexample]

[What, you tried it? /laugh]

[Go away! Even if I tried it, it was the one above!]

[The senior sister has already said that Mr. Jiang has a strong demand, so how can we be empty-handed?]

[Young man, I think you are still too young/light a cigarette]

[……]

Occasionally someone didn't turn on the mute switch, and the typing sound became a natural white noise. As Song Zhiyi listened, he couldn't help but continue to have his mind racing.

[Come to think of it, if I calculate the time, the last time I ran into Yu Lanmiao and that wild couple, didn’t Jiang Yuanliang just point him out? ]

[Hiss, that mall is less than 200 meters away from Huaxing in a straight line. What's the difference between this and being under Sister Chen's nose! ]

“…”

Everyone holding the cell phones was shocked at the same time. The man who was chatting with Jiang Yuanliang was about to burst into laughter. Seeing that Jiang Yuanliang was still calm and gentle, he couldn't help but feel a subtle admiration in his heart.

No wonder he can have a freeloader and be a double-plug at the same time. His mental quality alone is beyond his reach. If you don’t know, you’d think he’s deaf.

As he was thinking about it, he glanced at his phone, entered the group chat, and blindly typed a message to send.

Ding Dong message alert sounds rang at the same time, with a loud sound. Song Zhiyi looked over and saw that they were all busy replying to messages. She happily moved the stool another two meters away and successfully got away from Jiang Yuanliang.

"...So, I still have high hopes for young people like you." Seeing the man opposite holding a cell phone, his face turned a little pale again, Jiang Yuanliang asked very considerately, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No... yes, yes!" The man pressed the power button of his mobile phone with a pale face.

It's over, he's finished! How come the message was sent to a large group and even seen by CEO Chen! If CEO Jiang thought he was the one who reported the news, and the people above were fighting like gods, wouldn't he, a fish in the pond, be in trouble?

The man stood up in a hurry. Seeing Jiang Yuanliang also move his legs, his pupils shrank sharply. He stopped him and said, "Mr. Jiang, please sit down first! I am just slightly ill, not seriously ill. I may need to take a few days off. Please don't bother me. Please sit down!"

After saying that, he ran away without looking back, at full speed. He didn't forget what Jiang Yuanliang said to him. He didn't want to be favored by men at all, especially this kind of man!

Jiang Yuanliang, who was just straightening his clothes, looked at his fleeing back in confusion, and finally just dropped his hands and remained motionless.

It seems that what Xiao Zhang said is right, there is indeed something strange here.

By the way, speaking of Xiao Zhang, where is he?

*

Time goes back to eight o'clock in the morning, China Star Entertainment.

In the short time since Zhang Xiaodong entered Huaxing's office and took the elevator to the top floor, he saw two people who had resigned. One of them had even established a firm foothold in Huaxing.

Huaxing is on the rise, so they shouldn't fire them. But they don't look like they're leaving voluntarily. Is there something wrong with Huaxing? Or are they being purged as Jiang Yuanliang's men?

What about him?

Thinking of the vague words Chen Yuning said when she asked him to come over, Zhang Xiaodong's heart tightened. He took a few deep breaths outside the door before knocking on the office door.

"Come in." The female voice from inside the door was the same as always, with no emotion in it.

"Boss Chen," Zhang Xiaodong pushed the door open and walked in, smiling and speaking in a familiar tone, "Why did you suddenly call me over here today? I still have to keep an eye on Juvenile."

"You don't have to keep an eye on me anymore," Chen Yuning put down the stack of documents in his hand and asked calmly, "Xiao Zhang, you have been following me since there was no Huaxing, right? How many years have you been?"

"Now that you ask me that, I have to think about it carefully..." Zhang Xiaodong looked up at the ceiling, as if thinking, but there were too many other thoughts in his mind, so he finally gave a random answer, "Seven or eight years."

"No, nine years and four months. It's been twelve years since we met."

Zhang Xiaodong laughed and said, "It's been so long. Time flies."

"It was pretty fast." Chen Yuning crossed his fingers, held his chin, and asked in confusion: "So when did you hook up with Jiang Yuanliang in these twelve years?"

…

After finishing the "heart-to-heart talk" with Zhang Xiaodong and arranging for someone to take over the other work in his hands, it was almost nine o'clock.

Chen Yuning turned on her cell phone, and the phone paused when she swiped the screen. She clicked into the chat box with Song Zhiyi, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth when she saw those strange messages.

This brother and sister were really interesting. One of them forwarded health articles, and the other started with her relatives, hinting to Qi Nanfeng that she needed to have a physical examination. From them, she felt a kind of stubbornness and cuteness that she had not seen for a long time, which was unique to teenagers.

After reading several times the messages sent by Song Zhiyi and Qi Nanfeng that were obviously "forced to send under instructions", Chen Yuning suddenly realized that she had forgotten to reply. After thinking about it, she clicked into the pinned chat, carefully selected a cat emoticon package from the message sent by her sister, and forwarded it to Song Zhiyi.

After doing all this, she went to have breakfast nearby at the reminder of her doctor friend. It was at this time that she saw a very abrupt message in the group chat.

[Logistics-XX: Why is Mr. Jiang playing such a wild game behind the scenes? He didn't come here today just to find Yu Lanmiao, did he?]

Mr. Jiang? Jiang Yuanliang?

[“Logistics-XX” withdrew a message]

Seeing that the message was withdrawn, Chen Yuning wiped his hands slowly and then typed an @ sign.

[Chen Yuning: @Logistics-XX?]

When this message was sent, there was, as expected, silence.

Chen Yuning didn't take it too seriously. Her original intention was just to remind this group of people that it was okay to gossip about the boss, but they had to be careful about the limit.

Chen Yuning continued to eat his breakfast slowly, then looked at the time and drove to the airport.

Her sister, Qi Nanfeng's mother, Chen Shoujing, is a lawyer who currently lives abroad. The last time she returned to China was during the Chinese New Year two years ago.

Everyone said she was a workaholic, but in Chen Yuning's eyes, her sister was the real workaholic. It was just that the symptoms of workaholic had been briefly improved once when Qi Nanfeng was a child.

At that time, Chen Shoujing brought his family back to his hometown for a short stay. One time, Qi Nanfeng went out to play by himself. He had already become familiar with the children here, so the adults didn't pay much attention to it at first. But when he came back, he was not only soaking wet, but also seriously ill.

It goes without saying how much regret Chen Shoujing and his wife felt in their hearts. From that day on, they looked at Qi Nanfeng as if he were their own eyeballs, not daring to miss him for a moment. It was not until three or five years later, when Qi Nanfeng grew up smoothly, that the situation began to improve.

However, perhaps because of the shock more than a decade ago, Chen Shoujing still felt that Qi Nanfeng was that fragile child until he became an adult. This year, around the Spring Festival, Qi Nanfeng, who had just graduated from university, insisted on returning to China and even had a big fight with his parents. In order to make his attitude clear, Chen Shoujing did not return to China for the first time during the Spring Festival.

This time, it is an opportunity to repair their awkward mother-son relationship.