Song Ci had no right to educate Han Wangwang about cohabitation. After all, she had risked her innocence and reputation to get close to Han Zhan back then.
But at that time, she was burdened with hatred and every step was difficult. She chose to seduce Han Zhan because she had no choice.
But Han Wangwang was different. She was the daughter of the Han Family. Not only was her background clean, she was also outstanding. She was a princess wearing a crown sitting in the palace. She could choose all the outstanding young men in the world.
Moreover, Jiang Zhen was a shrewd person. Ordinary people couldn’t see through him at all. Song Ci was worried about the two of them cohabiting before marriage. Song Ci hoped that Han Wangwang would be happy. She was afraid that this relationship would end with a breakup and Han Wangwang would be hurt.
Song Ci racked her brains, but it was not convenient for her to tell Han Wangwang in public. She suppressed her complaints and nodded at Jiang Zhen with a smile, inviting him to sit down.
“Mr. Jiang, please sit.”
“Okay.” Jiang Zhen sat down and so did Han Wangwang.
Han Wangwang’s butt was just leaning against the chair when she heard Han Zhan say, “Miaomiao and Junjun kept telling me a few days ago that the bedtime story their elder sister told is very interesting. She said that the next time you come, she will still have to listen to your story.”
Han Wangwang was stunned at first, before realizing that Han Zhan was talking to her. Han Wangwang looked at Han Zhan and said in confusion, “Really?”
“Mmm. Let’s go. I’ll bring you to see them.” Han Zhan pushed back his chair and stood up. Han Wangwang also stood up. As she got up, she thought in bewilderment, When did I tell Miaomiao and Junjun bedtime stories?
Han Wangwang followed behind Han Zhan. The two of them walked towards Han Jun’s room.
Halfway through, Han Zhan suddenly stopped. He turned slightly and looked at Han Wangwang high up in the air. He said, “They should be sleeping now. Go to the gaming room and play games yourself.” After saying this, Han Zhan left Han Wangwang and returned to the room to take a shower alone.
Han Wangwang stood under the storm corridor and blinked. She realized that her little uncle was not bringing her to tell a story to her two sisters at all. He was sending her away!
A bunch of bad guys didn’t even bring me along to play!
Han Wangwang turned and looked at the coffee table. She saw the helper bending over to deliver tea to Song Ci and the rest. She thought for a moment and went to the gaming room alone.
The helper placed the coffee in the middle of the table. After she left, Song Ci handed the black coffee to Jiang Zhen and said, “I remember you like black coffee.”
“Madam, you still remember?” Jiang Zhen picked up the coffee and tasted it before saying, “Not bad, it’s just slightly hot.”
“You have to be patient when drinking coffee,” Song Ci said. “There are many guests who have come to my house, but only you never eat sweet food. You don’t even add sugar to your coffee.”
Song Ci threw a piece of ice candy into the lemon water. Through the transparent glass, she observed the ripples caused by the ice candy entering the lemon water. She suddenly smiled and said, “It’s not bad to eat something sweet.”
Jiang Zhen instinctively said, “If you eat too much sweetness, you will forget the bitterness.”
But Song Ci said, “Our Wangwang is very sweet. She’s a happy fruit.”
Hearing this, Jiang Zhen’s heart skipped a beat.
He suddenly looked up at Song Ci, only to see that she had already picked up the lemon water and was sucking on the soft white straw. Her eyes were fixed on the sparkling pool under the light, as if the person who had spoken just now was not her.
Jiang Zhen lowered his head in thought for a moment. He suddenly picked up a small clip, took a square of sugar from the square plate, and placed it in the black coffee. He stirred it silently with the spoon for a minute, before picking up the coffee and tasting it.
Song Ci put down the lemon water neither lightly nor heavily. “How does it taste?”
Jiang Zhen frowned slightly and said honestly, “It’s slightly astringent, but it tastes very good for some reason. I can’t help but want to take a second sip.” Just like Han Wangwang, he would never let go if se caught it.
Song Ci nodded and said meaningfully, “Who wouldn’t love something sweet? It’s precisely because it’s sweet that everyone loves it.”
Jiang Zhen understood what Song Ci meant.
Song Ci was warning him that a girl with a family background like Han Wangwang, who was outstanding herself, was like the exquisite, small, but expensive western snack in a five-star hotel.
Beautiful, pretty, and luxurious, but countless people were willing to spend their money to buy her.
Han Wangwang had never belonged to Jiang Zhen alone. If Jiang Zhen didn’t cherish her, countless outstanding boys would want to pursue her.
Song Ci was advising Jiang Zhen to either give up on Han Wangwang or cherish her with his life.
Jiang Zhen picked up the spoon and stirred it in the cup for a moment. He suddenly asked, “Madam, did Shunchen send a message?” Han Junjun had just advised Han Wangwang to break up with him, but Song Ci started to beat him up secretly. There was obviously a problem.
Song Ci smiled and said, “My elder brother and sister-in-law are both very smart people. You have always been very good to Wangwang. All these years, Wangwang has been nagging at them about your name every time she comes home. Now that the truth about your male body has been exposed, how can they not know?”
Jiang Zhen instantly became nervous.
He shifted uneasily in his chair and asked calmly, “Then what’s their attitude?” Jiang Zhen was actually very worried. After asking that question, he started licking his lips.
Song Ci didn’t want to be the stick that hit the mandarin duck. She looked at Jiang Zhen sympathetically and said, “In half a month, it will be my paternal uncle’s 71th birthday. The Han Family is preparing to hold a birthday party for him. If this news spreads, even without a birthday invitation, countless old friends will bring their grandchildren to celebrate my paternal uncle’s birthday.”
With that, Song Ci raised her brows and glanced at Jiang Zhen. Seeing that Jiang Zhen instantly frowned, she knew that Jiang Zhen had guessed Han Yueyun and the rest’s intentions. “That’s right. Uncle and Big Brother intend to choose a few outstanding juniors to let them develop a relationship with Wangwang. Jiang Zhen, my uncle and Big Brother are not your grandfather. They won’t easily marry their precious daughter to a young man with a messy family background.”
“I’ve already informed you. As for what to do, it’s up to you.” Actually, Lin Jiao’e had warned Song Ci not to reveal this matter, especially not to Jiang Zhen.
But paper couldn’t cover fire. Jiang Zhen would find out sooner or later.
Song Ci could tell how much Han Wangwang cared about Jiang Zhen. She hoped that Han Wangwang would lead a good life in the future, but she was also afraid that Han Wangwang would miss out on the love of her life because of this, so she made the decision to reveal this to Jiang Zhen.
As for what Jiang Zhen would do, Song Ci couldn’t control him.
“Thank you for telling me everything, Madam.” Jiang Zhen also guessed that Song Ci had taken the liberty to inform him. He was not so ignorant and said solemnly, “I will remember Madam’s kindness.”
Song Ci waved her hand and sighed. “I don’t need you to remember my kindness. I just hope that when the two of you really get together in the future, you can treat Wangwang well.” Song Ci was also a mother. At the thought that her daughter would also grow up and would also face the stage of marriage in the future, she hoped that her future son-in-law would know his daughter well.
Jiang Zhen was thinking about what Han Zhan had said on the phone just now. Noticing that Song Ci looked slightly weak and recalling the existence of that Doctor Ji previously, Jiang Zhen asked Song Ci with concern, “Previously, Mr. Han told me that Madam recalled some details. Madam looks slightly tired. Was it because of those things that injured her mind?”
Hearing this, Song Ci’s expression instantly became complicated.
She thought of the scenes she saw in her dream and her heart ached.
Jiang Zhen nodded.
Song Ci tightened her grip on the glass uneasily. She bit her red lips, leaving a mark. Only then did she say uneasily, “That night, Jiang Guchuan stole my cell phone. He purposely used my cell phone to send a message to Li Feng and lured Li Feng and the rest to your sister’s room…”
Hearing this, Jiang Zhen suddenly shook his hands!
That hot black coffee stained the back of Jiang Zhen’s hand and even burned his skin slightly. But Jiang Zhen didn’t care about the wound on the back of his hand. He looked at Song Ci without blinking and asked in shock, “What… did you say?”
Jiang Zhen didn’t want to believe it.
He had indeed suspected Jiang Guchuan before, but after all sorts of probing, Jiang Guchuan was kicked out of the suspect list. Later on, when he realized that Jiang Guchuan and he were half-brothers, Jiang Zhen secretly rejoiced that Jiang Guchuan was not involved in that matter.
But now, Song Ci was telling him that Jiang Guchuan was the real mastermind behind the scenes! He was the devil who didn’t touch Jiang Bi but opened the door to lure the beast into the house!
How could Jiang Zhen accept this!
Song Ci knew that Jiang Zhen had suffered a blow and couldn’t accept this news for a while. She lowered her head and stared at her bulging stomach in a daze.
Watching from the side until the tragedy on the cruise ship happened, Song Ci couldn’t sleep peacefully these few nights. Today, under Ji Qing’s hypnosis, Song Ci told the truth of the dream one by one. When she woke up and heard the truth of the dream, she covered her face and cried bitterly.
She was already so upset as a bystander, let alone Jiang Zhen.
Jiang Zhen was still in a daze, his mind in a mess.
Vaguely, Jiang Zhen heard Song Ci’s charming voice say gently, “Three days ago, on a night three days ago, I was trapped in the past eight years ago because my soul left my body. I was forcefully woken up by my family after they discovered me, but I forgot what happened in my dream. But I felt that that matter was very important, so I specially invited Doctor Ji to hypnotize me and remind me of what I saw and heard that night.”
Jiang Zhen slowly regained his composure and rationality. He stared at Song Ci’s silent and sorrowful face. His lips quivered several times before he asked hoarsely, “W-what did you dream of?”
Song Ci told Jiang Zhen in detail what she saw in her dream. As soon as she finished speaking, she realized that Jiang Zhen’s palm was bleeding. Song Ci was stunned. “Jiang Zhen! Your hand…”
Song Ci hurriedly pulled Jiang Zhen’s hand over and turned his clenched fist up. Only then did she realize that Jiang Zhen had dug his nails into his flesh!
Song Ci hurriedly shouted to the helpers in the house, “Quick, bring some plasters!”
Song Ci said to Jiang Zhen, “Relax and let go.”
Jiang Zhen’s fist was clenched very tightly. It was so tight that it didn’t seem like a human body, but more like a fist carved from steel. It was hard. Jiang Zhen’s breathing was heavy as he scolded with tears in his eyes, “Beast! Truly beast!”
Song Ci’s exclamation attracted Yan Qingxiu over. Yan Qingxiu hurried over, snatched Jiang Zhen’s hand from Song Ci’s hand, and opened it effortlessly.
]Jiang Zhen pulled his hand out of Yan Qingxiu’s grasp. He covered his face with his hands and leaned his elbows on the table. He asked in pain and confusion, “Why did he do this…”
Song Ci couldn’t answer his question.
Jiang Zhen didn’t really want to hear Song Ci’s answer. He just felt very uncomfortable and muttered to himself. “Could it be that he saw the girl and felt that she looked like our mother and suspected that she was the daughter of the Jiang Family, so he wanted to eliminate her completely?”
Is that so?
Is that all?
Jiang Zhen removed his hands and looked at Song Ci with bloodshot eyes. He asked, “Did he kill her just because of that? Is it necessary?”
Is there a need for that?
Perhaps only Jiang Guchuan knew the answer.
Song Ci said worriedly, “Jiang Zhen, I’ll call Wangwang over and let her talk to you for a while.” Perhaps only Han Wangwang could comfort Jiang Zhen’s deranged mood.
But Jiang Zhen said, “Don’t, don’t scare her. I’ll be fine alone for a moment.”
Song Ci was worried that Jiang Zhen would take things too hard and make an irreversible mistake. She thought for a moment and said, “If you want to calm down, you can only stay in the villa and not go out.” She was afraid that Jiang Zhen would kill Jiang Guchuan in the dark, and that would make him lose all his reasons.
Song Ci and Yan Qingxiu exchanged glances. Yan Qingxiu nodded and said, “Madam, don’t worry. I will look after Mr. Jiang.”
Song Ci was very tired and had to go back to her room to lie down.
She got up and left. As she walked down the stormy corridor, she couldn’t help but look back at Jiang Zhen. He stood alone under the night light. His figure was elongated and cast a dark color on the grass.
He was all alone and pitiful.
When Han Wangwang found Jiang Zhen in the gym, Jiang Zhen kicked him and knocked down the punching bag that Han Zhan had used for a year. He fell to the ground and couldn’t stand up again.
Han Wangwang was so scared that she didn’t dare to speak.
Jiang Zhen stared at the sandbag on the ground. He suddenly crossed his legs and sat on the sandbag, venting all his hatred and anger.
Han Wangwang stood outside the door and silently watched as Jiang Zhen sweated profusely. In the end, he lost all his strength and laid on the ground like a toy man. Only then did he take off his shoes and enter.
Han Wangwang knelt beside Jiang Zhen and wiped his face with a towel.
Jiang Zhen suddenly grabbed her wrist and shouted, “Wangwang…”
Han Wangwang hurriedly replied, “I’m here.”
Jiang Zhen turned over and rolled onto Han Wangwang’s lap. He hugged Han Wangwang’s slender waist with both hands and didn’t say a word.
Han Wangwang picked up the towel and was about to continue wiping his sweat when she saw Jiang Zhen’s shoulders and entire back tremble. Then a hoarse and despairing cry came from Jiang Zhen’s throat.
He vented all his grievances and forbearance in Han Wangwang’s arms.
Han Wangwang’s eyes also turned red. She secretly wiped her tears and hugged Jiang Zhen’s head. “Stop crying, stop crying.”
Jiang Zhen hugged Han Wangwang and felt like he was carrying a bundle of sunlight in his arms. Only then would he not completely fall into the bone-chilling icehouse and lose the motivation to live.
Jiang Zhen cried for a long while before sitting up.
He snatched the towel away and wiped his tears sheepishly. “This time, I intend to take the initiative to attack.”
Han Wangwang glanced at him and asked, “What do you need me to do? Tell me and I will help you.”
Jiang Zhen took off his fist and rubbed Han Wangwang’s head. He said, “Just work hard and protect yourself.” Thinking of what Song Ci had said previously, Jiang Zhen added, “You are not allowed to go on blind dates with any boy. You are mine.”
Han Wangwang was stunned for two seconds before nodding in confusion. “Don’t worry, I will never go on a blind date. After you settle this matter, I will bring you back to meet my parents.”
In the summer, the Han Family ate at 7am sharp. Jiang Zhen, Han Zhan, and the rest were sitting in the dining room eating when they heard Butler Cai say, “Mr. Yan is back.”
Everyone looked up at the cobblestone path outside the restaurant and saw Yan Jiang returning in high spirits. Song Ci raised her brows and said, “He seems to be in a very good mood.”
Han Zhan said, “What good news happened?”
The moment Yan Jiang entered the house, he pulled out the stool beside Song Ci and sat down. As he scooped the porridge himself, he said, “Ah Fei’s flight will arrive at the airport at noon. Will Song Song come with me to fetch her?”
“Song Fei is coming back?” Song Ci hadn’t seen Song Fei for several months and missed her. “Let’s go together!”
Hearing Song Fei’s name, Jiang Zhen asked, “Master is coming back?”
Yan Jiang frowned and stared at Jiang Zhen. “Master?”
Seeing Yan Jiang’s puzzled expression, it was obvious that he didn’t know about Jiang Zhen and Song Fei’s relationship. Song Ci tilted her head and said to Yan Jiang, “Jiang Zhen was Song Fei’s disciple before the incident. He was 12 or 13 years old.”
Yan Jiang supported his cheekbone with his hand and said in a muffled voice, “Why didn’t I know…” He knew that Ah Fei had a very powerful disciple, but he didn’t know that that person was Jiang Zhen.
It looked like Song Fei still had many secrets to hide from him.
“Bring me along at noon, alright?” Jiang Zhen asked.
Han Wangwang asked him, “You don’t work?”
Jiang Zhen smiled and asked Han Wangwang, “Why should I be the boss? The benefit of being the boss is that I can skip work and don’t need to take leave.”
Han Wangwang was speechless.
After breakfast, Jiang Zhen, Han Wangwang, and Han Zhan went down the mountain at the same time. Jiang Zhen first sent Han Wangwang to the company, then returned to his own office to settle some matters. He sat at the desk and wrote a letter.
After he finished writing the letter, he called Mai Yingge over.
Mai Yingge was wearing a white halter top with black and white stripes. She was wearing a halter dress and a pair of white high heels. Standing in front of the desk, she looked even taller than Jiang Zhen.
Jiang Zhen looked up at her and said, “Help me send a few letters out.”
Mai Yingge asked, “Can’t you use a courier?”
“I’m worried about them.”
Hearing this, Mai Yingge instantly felt that she had been placed in an important position by Jiang Zhen. She clenched her fists and patted her chest vigorously. She said heroically, “Leave it to me. This matter will definitely be done properly!”
Jiang Zhen heard Mai Yingge’s strange accent and asked her, “What television show did you watch again?”
Mai Yingge said, “Lawyer Wei recommended an exciting television drama called Pugilistic World Outcast.”
Jiang Zhen facepalmed. “You can look, but don’t imitate.” He handed the letters to Mai Yingge and instructed, “Find two reliable people to deliver the letters with you. Don’t be recognized.”
Mai Yingge changed her equipment and rode her motorcycle to deliver the message.
At 10.30am, Li Feng boarded his Maybach and appeared at a filming location.
Looking at the scene, this should be the filming location of a modern drama.
The actress was wearing a white halter dress in summer, but a light pink fur coat over it. Her dyed blonde hair was tied up high, revealing her full forehead and exquisite face. She was a top-grade beauty.
Li Feng spoke to the director and chatted with the other main leads for a while before entering the actress’s RV.
The actress was called Sun Ci. She was 23 years old and had just graduated from the Film Academy.
She had signed with Sharp Entertainment and it was not easy for her to succeed so quickly. But at last Christmas party, she had worn a black dress and a fox mask to play the violin. For some reason, she had caught Li Feng’s eye and become his girlfriend.
In the RV, Sun Ci leaned against Li Feng’s chest and said coquettishly, “CEO Li, I miss you so much. I was thinking of you when you came to see me. Are we telepathic?”
Li Feng pulled her out of his chest and said, “Sit properly.”
Sun Ci still wanted to act coquettishly, but seeing that Li Feng’s expression was off, she didn’t dare to continue acting coquettishly. She sat there obediently, looking even more pitiful.
Li Feng stared at her for a moment and suddenly said, “You don’t look good at all.”
Sun Ci was slightly stunned. She instinctively said, “Then what should I do to look good? Do I look good in a black dress and a fox mask?” Her tone was filled with resentment.
Li Feng narrowed his eyes and asked her, “What do you know?”
Sun Ci held the hem of her silk dress, lowered her head, and said softly, “Someone, someone told me that CEO Li asked me to be his girlfriend because on Christmas night, my outfit looked very much like… Song Ci.” The person who said this was the former champion of Sharp Entertainment, Gu Qinchuan. He had already entered the detention center.
Sun Ci looked up at Li Feng. Her exquisite lips, which were smeared with lipstick, were slightly pursed, showing her reluctance on her face. Sun Ci said, “I went to search for Song Ci’s photo and found that her outfit at Wangdong City’s Spring Festival Gala with Liang Bo two years ago was very similar to mine that night.”
Li Feng sneered. “You guys look alike?”
He suddenly leaned over and stared at Sun Ci up close. His tone was so cold that ice could fall out of it. He said, “You two don’t look alike. Not at all. She is a woman that I can’t even move with an Artist A contract, while you are just a woman who is anxious to stick to me with just a hook of my finger.”
“What do you look like? You’re not even qualified to carry her shoes!”
Hearing this, Sun Ci was stunned on the spot, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her head. “You…” Sun Ci felt like she had been greatly insulted and was so angry that her face turned pale. Even through the thick layer of foundation, one could tell that her expression was very ugly.
Li Feng glanced at her unhappy face coldly and said, “The female lead in Director Fang’s movie at the end of the year is yours.”
Director Fang had a huge production at the end of the year. It was a new year movie next year. To be the female lead in Director Fang’s movie, Sun Ci would gradually approach the status of a B-list celebrity from a C-list.
Sun Ci’s previously gloomy face instantly brightened. Thinking that Li Feng was trying to please her, Sun Ci thought that Li Feng still cared about her feelings and was overjoyed.
She leaned her soft body against Li Feng’s shoulder and said softly, “CEO Li, I said something wrong just now and made you unhappy. I will be careful when I speak next time.”
But Li Feng said, “There won’t be a next time.”
Sun Ci was slightly stunned. “What?” She straightened up and stared at Li Feng’s handsome but cold face in shock. After guessing the meaning behind Li Feng’s actions, Sun Ci’s heart instantly turned cold.
“That movie was the breakup fee you gave me?” Sun Ci asked unsteadily.
Li Feng tidied up his suit and said, “Sun Ci, let’s break up.”
Sun Ci instinctively asked, “Why?”
Li Feng said coldly, “When you successfully approached me, you didn’t ask why. When you left my side, don’t ask why.” There was no reason. He just felt bored and wanted to end this relationship.
Li Feng bent over, opened the door of the RV, and ducked out.
When the door was opened, many pairs of eyes looked over at the RV from all directions. Seeing that Li Feng had come out so quickly and was dressed neatly without the slightest mess, and without any lipstick marks on his lips, it looked like they didn’t do any promiscuous or obscene things inside just now.
Sun Ci didn’t come out with Li Feng. Everyone had different expressions, but they quickly lowered their heads and continued doing their own things.
Li Feng greeted the director and arranged a meal politely before leaving the set with Secretary Jiang. Outside, Secretary Jiang was half a step behind Li Feng. She stared at Li Feng’s back with mixed feelings.
Just now, Secretary Jiang was standing outside the RV and she had also heard what Li Feng and Sun Ci had said in the RV. She was very curious about the Song Ci that Sun Ci had mentioned.
Which Song Ci were they talking about?
Secretary Jiang thought of that top socialite and instantly shook her head. She thought to herself that Song Ci was already Zeus Corporation’s lady boss. There shouldn’t be any past history between her and CEO Li.
As she was letting her imagination run wild, Secretary Jiang saw Li Feng suddenly stop in his tracks.
“CEO Li?” Secretary Jiang called out in confusion.
Li Feng stared at the envelope pressed on his Maybach rainbrush, turned around, and asked Secretary Jiang behind him, “Is this the parking spot? Are non-stop tickets so particular nowadays? They even used envelopes.”
Secretary Jiang instinctively said, “This isn’t a parking ticket.”
With that, the driver who went to the toilet returned.
“CEO Li.” The driver saw the envelope under the brush and said in confusion, “Who placed this? I didn’t have it when I left just now!” The driver took down the envelope and flipped it over. When he saw the recipient, his expression instantly became strange.
“CEO Li.” The driver respectfully handed the envelope to Li Feng and said, “This is for you.”
Li Feng’s expression darkened.
He had decided to visit the set today on a whim. If someone really wanted to send him a letter, they should have sent it to the company or his bachelor pad.
Who is this letter from?
Li Feng said to Secretary Jiang and the driver, “Get in.”
Secretary Jiang and the driver were both sitting in front. The back of the car and the driver’s seat were separated, so the people in front could not see the actions of the people behind. Li Feng held the letter and pondered for a moment, before opening the envelope.
Inside the envelope was a pure white A4 paper folded into a rectangular shape. Li Feng opened the A4 paper and saw a greeting written with a black fountain pen.
[The tracks are cold and hard. The wheels of the train press over me. I am in so much pain.
Do you still remember me, Li Feng?
Li Feng’s hand that was holding the letter suddenly trembled slightly. Even his hazel eyes were trembling. Li Feng’s heartbeat quickened. He hurriedly pressed his fist to his nose and lowered his head slightly. Many images flashed across his mind.
Li Feng took a deep breath and pretended to be calm as he looked for his cell phone and called someone.
At the same time, in Wangdong Bank’s office building, a person dressed as a secretary also walked into the bank director’s office with a stack of letters.
“President, this is your letter today. I have already sorted out the letter. There is only this one. It is not signed, but it is indicated that you need to check it personally. This letter suddenly appeared in front of my office. I don’t know the sender’s information.”
Ying Ji was 34 years old this year and was Li Feng’s cousin. He was wearing an iron-grey suit and had slightly longer hair. He had a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on his fair and gentle face, but his eyes were wise and steady.
Ying Ji stared at the letter on the table and pondered for a moment before opening it.
He frowned and unfolded the folded A4 paper inside the envelope. The paper was completely flat. Only then did Ying Ji see the contents on the paper clearly.
[The wheels of the train kept crushing my body. My corpse was mangled.
I heard that you now have both wives and children, live a happy life, and wake up at midnight. Do you still remember the warmth of my tears on the back of your hand?
In the middle of summer, Ying Ji, who was wearing a shirt and suit, actually broke out in cold sweat.
After a few minutes of panic, Ying Ji regained his senses and took out his cell phone to make a call.
Elsewhere, in New Jiangdong Building.
Accompanied by Dong Bi, Jiang Guchuan finished touring the research progress of the new drugs. As he spoke, he walked out of the research center’s office building.
Standing at the main entrance, Jiang Guchuan patted Dong Bi’s shoulder and said, “Now that my father has entered, the company is surrounded by wolves and tigers. There is also a half-brother outside who is eyeing me covetously. My position is in danger now. Dong Bi, whether I can stand firm in this turbulence will depend on your progress.”
Dong Bi felt that he had a heavy burden on his shoulders. He said, “How can it be so soon? Even if my medicine is successfully developed, we still need to conduct long-term experiments. We need to figure out the side effects and ensure that the medicine is qualified before we can put it on the market.”
“It’s okay, there’s no hurry.”
Dong Bi saw that the sky was dark again, as if it was about to rain. He urged Jiang Guchuan to leave early. “Go back quickly. It will be dangerous to drive when the rain gets heavier.”
Jiang Guchuan got into the car and instructed the driver to drive. The driver turned and handed him a letter. “Just now, a mailman gave me a letter. He said it was for you.”
“For me?” Jiang Guchuan felt strange.
Why was the letter sent to the research institute?
Jiang Guchuan sniffed the envelope and shook it. After confirming that it was really paper and not poison or snake bugs, he opened the envelope.
The driver couldn’t help thinking of a legend when he saw how cautious Jiang Guchuan was.
Legend had it that Old Jiang never drank unopened water outside. He brought mineral water everywhere and was rather cautious.
Jiang Weimin had used facts to prove that the more cautious a person was, the more guilty they would be. Looking at Little Jiang’s reaction, could it be that he also had a guilty conscience?
The driver observed Jiang Guchuan’s reaction through the rearview mirror.
Jiang Guchuan opened that letter and seemed to have seen something. His handsome face suddenly turned pale, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight, or a malicious ghost.
The driver was confused.
What was in that letter?
The driver didn’t dare to look anymore, afraid that he would lose his job if Jiang Guchuan found out.
Jiang Guchuan folded the piece of paper again and stuffed it into the envelope with trembling hands. The car drove onto a long bridge. Jiang Guchuan stared at the steel cable by the bridge, his heart trembling.
The contents of that piece of paper were too frightening.
[Four glasses of hard liquor, a secret room, four venomous snakes, one vengeful spirit, and a demon hidden in the dark.]