Tan Jing's father is currently attending a conference abroad. If he knew that his second son had died like this, he would probably go crazy.
Jiang Zhou said, "Third Young Master, I beg you, please don't scare me like that again next time, okay? I misspoke just now, you might as well fire me."
Heaven knows how terrified he was when he saw Tan Yuchen fall into the river.
With the matter resolved, Tan Yuchen was in the mood for jokes and casually remarked.
"Dream on. If I fire you, who will take the blame for me?"
Each time his son committed a crime, Tan's father couldn't bear to scold him, and could only blame Jiang Zhou for the problem with his supervision.
Jiang Zhou: "..." There's a swear word I'm not sure if I should say.
Tan Yuchen felt a sudden tug at his cuff and looked down.
She was fully awake; it only took her a few seconds to go from being completely lost and disoriented to regaining her composure.
His voice was hoarse when he spoke.
"Put me down."
Their eyes met. He had a cut on his shoulder, and the smell of blood was strong. His wet hair clung to her pale face and neck, and she looked so fragile that she seemed like she could break at the slightest touch.
Tan Yuchen didn't rush to release her, but instead carried her into the car.
The car doors closed, and Curry crossed the sea bridge and returned via the same route.
The car was completely silent; even the resonance noise was minimized to the greatest extent possible.
His aura was so strong that it suppressed the atmosphere around him. In the past, Meng Jiuyi would always be unable to resist saying some high-sounding words to disrupt this peace.
But she said nothing, only listlessly drooping her eyelids, a few red spots stained the tip of her jade-like nose.
Her wet, stray hairs clung to her forehead, glistening on her eyelashes, making her even more delicate and charming than usual, like a fragile peony in an oil painting.
Jiang Zhou glanced at the rearview mirror while driving. Everyone has a love for beauty, and he couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
However, the next second Tan Yuchen slowly raised his eyelids, and Jiang Zhou met his unfathomable gaze. He didn't say anything, but Jiang Zhou immediately dared not look at him anymore.
Tan Yuchen took a towel and draped it over her, then slowly began to speak.
"Nothing you want to ask me?"
"have."
Meng Jiuyi looked up at him, her eyes crinkling into a smile, "Transaction complete, pay up!"
Tan Yuchen stared at her with his dark eyes.
"Could it be that the two million that the Third Young Master mentioned last night isn't the deal we're talking about today?"
Tan Yuchen asked, "You guessed it?"
yes.
At first, Meng Jiuyi also thought that he wanted to go with the flow and let her die, but after hearing his conversation with Jiang Zhou just now, she realized that he was just using her as bait.
The bait to kill Tan Jing.
Fishing for big fish requires small shrimp as bait; whether the shrimp are dead or not is not a concern for the angler.
If she comes back alive, she will receive this generous reward.
If he dies...who knows?
Meng Jiuyi looked sickly, but still smiled gracefully.
"Third Young Master, if I didn't even have this much reaction ability, I don't think you would have asked me to cooperate."
Tan Yuchen looked at her without saying anything.
The Cullinan stopped outside her apartment complex. Meng Jiuyi said, "Then I'll be going now. Remember to have Jiang Zhou transfer the money to me."
After saying that, she tried to open the car door, but this time it wasn't locked. However, he grabbed her arm and pulled her back.
Meng Jiuyi almost threw herself into his arms. The man's grip was so domineering, his forceful control over her throbbing wrist as if he held her life in his hands.
People also looked at her over the center console.
Are you angry?
Meng Jiuyi remained silent.
Jiang Zhou, being very perceptive, opened the door and got out of the car. A drop of water slid down her cheek, and Tan Yuchen casually wiped it away, his voice calm.
“I had someone install a camera in the car Tan Jing was driving. His every move is transparent. If he dares to shoot at you, a sniper will intercept him first.”
He meant what he said. Just as Meng Jiuyi jumped out of the car and Tan Jing was about to fire, his palm was already pierced by a bullet.
At that time, Meng Jiuyi was like a frightened bird and was no longer able to discern the truth.
All of this was part of his plan. From the moment she saw her brother off in the early morning, several cars followed her from a distance.
"I didn't tell you because he's very vigilant. No matter how good your acting is, you might not escape his eyes. And this is the only chance you get."
This is his explanation.
He looked down at her, his clear eyes reflecting her face. The languid nonchalance was gone, but Meng Jiuyi could see the ease and confidence in him.
He felt that everything was under control.
Meng Jiuyi suddenly fell silent. He wondered if she would have accepted the invitation if he had informed her of the danger beforehand.
I don't know, but she's genuinely short of money and unafraid of taking risks.
She just suddenly remembered the day Zhang's mother had surgery.
The doctor said the success rate of the surgery was only fifty percent, but three hours passed, and all she could think about was that remaining fifty percent chance of failure, and she was so anxious that she broke down.
She lost Sui Sui, and she can't lose her godmother too.
If the probability of her surviving this kidnapping is fifty percent, then Yu Tanyuchen's chances are fifty percent. If it's only one percent, he would be absolutely confident within that one percent.
Because they don't care.
Meng Jiuyi's safety was never a consideration for him.
When I visited Tan Ni's home last time, she said that after her first surgery, the doctor said she could return to China.
But Tan Yuchen was worried and insisted on reducing her relapse probability to single digits before letting her come back.
He couldn't bear to lose Tan Ni, but he didn't care about Meng Jiuyi.
The difference between caring and not caring.
Meng Jiuyi understood, completely understood.
"Yes, I'm angry, I'm really angry! I almost lost half my life this time, how can I not be angry?"
After Meng Jiuyi finished speaking with a long face, he said in a half-serious tone, "Third Young Master, you acted first and informed me later. Don't you think you need to compensate me in any way?"
Tan Yuchen's eyebrows twitched, but he remained noncommittal.
"Tell me, what do you want?"
"want to..."
Meng Jiuyi slowly moved closer to him, and as they drew nearer, a faint fragrance wafted to Tan Yuchen's nose.
His dark eyes were deep and unfathomable, his gaze still fixed on her face, his breath gradually becoming warmer, carrying an inherent sense of aggression.
They were so close they were practically touching his eyelashes before Meng Jiuyi finally gestured a number.
"Add more money, one million! That should be easy for the Third Young Master, right?"
Tan Yuchen raised one eyebrow slightly and chuckled.
"Is that all the appetite you have?"
"Is it going to work or not?"
"OK."
"Then remember to have Jiang Zhou transfer it to me as well."
After Meng Jiuyi finished speaking, she stepped back, but the man grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her back. In her shock, she almost bumped into his nose and smelled the strong smell of blood again.
Tan Yuchen slowly lifted his eyelids, looking at her intently, his eyes growing increasingly dark.
"The way you were acting just now, I thought you wanted me."
Meng Jiuyi's smile held a hint of surprise, then became even brighter.
"So many people want the Third Young Master, one more won't make a difference, right?"
How did you know?
He said cryptically, "Perhaps we're just missing you."
The man's unfathomable eyes were like thin ice melting into water, so ambiguous, as if he were infatuated with you.
Meng Jiuyi thought that he must have used those eyes to deceive many women.
To coax someone, you do it in bed.
Pampering her means getting her to obey and do things.
She would never believe him again.
Meng Jiuyi smiled and poked him away with one finger. "Does that model know you're flirting with someone else right now? Third Young Master, it's not a good quality to be two-timing. Be careful the old lady doesn't scold you."
That amount of force was barely noticeable, but Tan Yuchen still let go.
She opened the car door and left without stopping.
The car window slowly rolled down, and Tan Yuchen's gaze remained fixed on her back. Jiang Zhou told him to treat his wounds, but he didn't respond.
**
Back in her rented apartment, Meng Jiuyi closed the door. The room was quiet. She sat on the bay window, her eyes glazed over, lost in thought.
The afternoon sunlight slanted in through the window, casting her shadow longer and longer, a solitary figure projected onto the wall until dusk.
Meng Jiuyi pulled out another unregistered bank card number, put it in his phone, and called Shen Yuan.
After the connection was established.
"It's me, Meng Jiuyi."
Meng Jiuyi gazed into the distance and slowly said, "I agree to the deal you proposed last time."
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