"Isn't he struggling hard?" If he didn't struggle, he wouldn't want to kill Hengqing.
Old Mrs. Jiang has come to Beijing and Hong Kong. If she knows that Jiang Qiming did this, it will be necessary to kill Jiang Qiming. The Jiang family is at a critical moment. What if there is negative news about internal strife?
Wouldn’t he become the laughing stock of the capital?
Then all these years of hard work will be in vain.
Jiang Qiming probably didn't expect that Huanong would encounter him today.
The scapegoat has been found and sent to Lu Jingan, but...
I originally thought that this matter would be over, but Cheng Yaojin suddenly showed up.
"Eight minutes."
Chu Mi glanced at the time to remind Huanong.
"He will come."
Huanong is leisurely and leisurely, not anxious at all.
Chu Mi looked at the time. It had been nine minutes and no one was there.
Until the last minute, when the boss was serving the food, a figure pressed down behind Huanong.
"Boss, please serve the dishes."
"Young Master Jiang, you're already here, sit down and have something to eat?"
"Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."
Jiang Qiming sat across from Huanong, at a square table with one person occupying one side, which was just right.
"It's been a week, and Mr. Jiang's injuries haven't healed yet?"
"Not even close."
Huanong raised his eyebrows. If it's good, it's good. If it's not good, it's not good. What do you mean by "almost"?
Jiang Qiming knew that Huanong was confused, so he didn't hesitate. He lifted up his clothes and let Huanong take a look. His back was red and swollen, and a few broken blisters could be vaguely seen. He looked like he was about to be inflamed.
Huanong frowned: "Young Master Jiang, are you sure you went to the hospital?"
"went."
"Where to prove it?"
"I didn't bring the hospital certificate with me today. If Mr. Hua doesn't mind the trouble, can we wait for another day?"
"Or does Princess Hua think I will defraud you of the fifty thousand yuan?"
"Young master Jiang wants to trick more than 50,000 yuan!"
"Princess Hua, is there any misunderstanding between us?"
Jiang Qiming didn't want to confront Huanong, but somehow he did.
Moreover, this method is still used in this situation.
Misunderstand?
Huanong smiled. Jiang Qiming had approached her with purpose from the beginning. Now he said he had a misunderstanding?
These two words were indeed funny coming out of his mouth.
"Master Jiang, do you dare to say that he didn't approach me with a purpose?"
"Let me guess," Huanong stretched out his fingertips and tapped his chin, looking at Jiang Qiming, tilting his head and smiling.
This smile made Jiang Qiming take a breath. The title of the eldest princess of Beijing and Hong Kong and the most beautiful woman did not come for nothing. Huanong's every frown and smile had the ability to captivate people.
No wonder Xiao Beilin couldn't form any words and could vaguely see the intention of protecting her.
Such women, needless to say, were a disaster to the country and the people in ancient times.
"You're here for Lu Jing'an, right?"
"The first time Young Master Jiang appeared in front of me, then the subsequent use of Xiao Beilin, and the last burn were all a deliberate plan by Young Master Jiang, and this plan was all Young Master Jiang's attempt to use me to get closer. Lu Jing’an.”
Huanong smiled: "I'm very curious, how does Mr. Jiang think that I am related to Lu Jing'an?"
"Even if there is a relationship, why would I bring an unrelated person to sell a favor?"
Huanong is a person who is mainly flexible and flexible. He is always straightforward towards those who are lower than him and never wastes a moment of time.
And this was exactly what Jiang Qiming didn't expect.
Before the transaction even started, Huanong blocked her and came back, and her lengthy speech only included three words thrown at her.
He doesn't deserve it.
"Since Princess Hua's words have come to this point, I hope Princess Hua can help me keep the matter a secret today."
Huanong glanced at him lazily: "What's the matter?"
Jiang Qiming's surging eyes met Hua Nong's lazy gaze, and he was thoughtful in his heart. Smart people understand that there is no need to say anything more since the words have been said to this point.
"Thank you very much."
"Don't disturb Princess Hua's meal."
Jiang Qiming felt relieved, so there was no need to stay.
Huanong saw someone getting up and leaving: "Wait a moment."
As she said that, she took out her wallet from her bag and slapped all the cash inside on the table: "In order to prevent Mr. Jiang from having a poor excuse to meet me next time, we will end the matter today."
Huanong's intention was very clear, collect the money and get out of here.
Don't come to her to feel present regardless of anything.
Jiang Qiming looked down at Huanong. He was slightly taller in stature, but in terms of aura, the sitting Huanong seemed to be his savior who could step on him anytime and anywhere.
Jiang Qiming didn't say much. He leaned over and picked up the money on the table: "In order to make Princess Hua feel at ease, I will accept this money."
...........
"Aren't you going to tell Lu Jing'an what happened today? Don't be fooled. You still have to figure out what is more important. Jiang Qiming doesn't know whether he is a human or a ghost. At this time, of course, Boss Lu can be relied upon."
"Am I that stupid?"
Before Chu Mi could answer, Huanong dropped another sentence: "Who does he think he is? Just a bastard."
"If you want to sit across from me and make deals with me as an equal, you don't even have to check whether you are worthy or not."
It would be fine if he was as good at forbearing as Bo Lian, but he is not. The most taboo thing in life is for fledgling ambitions to be exposed. This is no different from seeking death.
Chu Mi felt relieved after hearing Huanong's words.
Outside the store, Jiang Qiming stood by the car, glanced at the beggar sitting on the street begging, walked over, threw the money in his hand into his bowl, and walked away.
What he takes is not money, but dignity.
Huanong throwing money at him is essentially indistinguishable from him throwing money into a beggar's bowl.
...........
Early the next morning, Huanong returned to Puyun Mountain.
As soon as he entered, he saw Lu Jingan coming down from upstairs in his pajamas.
He spoke in surprise: "Are you at home?"
"I can't be home?"
"Then you won't let me come back?"
"I didn't get home until half past four."
Huanong was dubious and looked at Lu Jing'an with doubts: "Really?"
"kindness."
Huanong followed him into the dining room, sat across from him and looked at him: "Jiang Qiming, what are you going to do?"
"Don't touch him yet."
"Why?"
"Apart from him, isn't he going to eliminate a serious problem for the Jiang family?"
"You know clearly that the Jiang family is responsible for all this, so why don't you take action to deal with it? If you stay here, won't there be endless troubles?"
"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so I need to eat first."
Lu Jing'an obviously didn't want to say more, so Huanong glared at him displeasedly: "No, I'll come back to get something to go to the crew for a costume fitting."
Halfway up the Huanong stairs, I remembered something and asked angrily: "Will you let me come back tonight?"
"I'll pick you up. Send me the address."
"You have some conscience."
