Chapter 230: Chapter 230: Taking You to the Theater
“Tomorrow we’re leaving this place, so start packing,” Fang Minghe said wearily, waving his hand.
Jiang Nanshu: “…”
Did he summon her here just to witness him quarreling with Jiang Yisen?
That very night, Jiang Yisen left Weixi City.
The next day, the group flew back to Beijing.
Jiang Nanshu returned to her newly purchased house.
Seeing an unfinished cup of water on the table, she almost thought there had been an intruder in the house, then she belatedly remembered that Lu Qingyan’s fingerprints were also registered to access this house.
She hadn’t contacted him for the past two days.
Nor had Lu Qingyan contacted her.
Great, just great, she thought. This bastard would never take the initiative, would he?
So she opened WeChat, located his chat window: “Brother Qingyan, are you still busy? I’m back in Beijing. The house is so big, and I’m so cold. I need you to hug me to sleep tonight.”
Sent.
She was certain that Lu Qingyan would reply to her.
But the result?
She fell asleep that evening without having received any message from Lu Qingyan.
Until she was woken up again by the sounds of smashing from the neighboring house.
She opened her eyes, annoyed, and pulled the blanket over her head.
However, the shouting and cursing didn’t stop.
Jiang Nanshu bent down and pulled out a large wrench from under the bed, ready to quiet down the neighbors for the night. Causing a fight was a minor issue; disturbing her sleep was a major one.
She had just opened her bedroom door when she saw someone standing at the entrance.
Seeing the wrench in her hands, Lu Qingyan hastily said, “It’s me.”
Jiang Nanshu stretched out her hand to turn on the light by the wall. Lu Qingyan stood at the doorway, apparently about to come in.
She glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was 2 a.m.
“Why didn’t you reply to my message?”
“Why didn’t you look for me?”
“We’re breaking up!”
Lu Qingyan placed her wrench on the wall and then took her into his arms, “I knew you went to Weixi City. I didn’t want to disturb your work. I replied to your message, didn’t you see it? Also, Sweetheart, don’t talk about breaking up.”
He answered all three of Jiang Nanshu’s questions at once.
When she returned, it was already afternoon, and she had climbed into bed to rest after eating.
She hadn’t checked her messages at all.
“Really? I didn’t see it.”
She poked his chest capriciously with her index finger, “If you had replied instantly, I would have seen it. Aren’t you at fault here?”
“Yeah, my fault. I’ll reply instantly next time.”
He was still damp from a shower, which he had taken in another bathroom.
His hair was half-dry, the front swept back, his forehead clear, and his peach blossom eyes had deep creases, curving into a gentle arc, “Where were you planning to go with that wrench?”
Mentioning it, Jiang Nanshu became angry again: “To the neighbors, every night they create such a racket. Am I ever going to get any sleep?”
But now the noises from next door had ceased.
Whether they grew tired of fighting or someone had calmed them down, there was no sound anymore.
“Do you want to go over there?”
Jiang Nanshu’s anger had mostly dissipated after bumping into Lu Qingyan, “No, not anymore. If they make noise tomorrow, I’ll have a word with them.”
“Can we go to sleep now?”
He came in and closed the door.
Jiang Nanshu: “…”
“Look at how familiar you are with these movements. The front door even has your fingerprint! I can’t even sleep peacefully at night.”
Lu Qingyan pretended not to hear.
What’s wrong with having one more fingerprint?
He wouldn’t threaten her anyway.
“Next door won’t be noisy anymore, go to sleep.”
Jiang Nanshu lay down on the bed, not daring to say anything more that might provoke him.
She was too tired.
She fell asleep moments after closing her eyes.
The next morning, with one last day before she had to return to school,
She opened her eyes but didn’t see Lu Qingyan; she stared at the ceiling and it dawned on her – had she accepted Lu Qingyan too naturally…
Sleeping with him was indeed a choice of zero or countless times.
After washing up and applying skincare products in the bathroom, she went downstairs.
There was a breakfast laid out on the white dining table, and Lu Qingyan was sitting at the raised coffee table, his fingers dancing across the computer keyboard.
Next to his computer was a glass of milk.
Seeing Jiang Nanshu get up, he said, “Breakfast is ready, it’s on the table, go eat.”
The breakfast was simple: a fried egg, a glass of milk, and several slices of toast with honey.
She didn’t stand on ceremony, her stomach was hungry, and she didn’t know how to cook anyway.
“I’ll take you to the company later.”
Jiang Nanshu took a sip of milk, “Did you inherit your family’s company?”
“No, it’s a gaming company that Fifth Brother and I started together.”
Jiang Nanshu: “…”
[Take me to that crap company for what? I thought I was on my way to becoming Mrs. Lu.]
Mrs. Lu?
A pleased smile curled at the corner of Lu Qingyan’s mouth.
It was only a matter of time.
“What for?”
“To watch the show.” He was succinct.
This piqued Jiang Nanshu’s interest.
Staying in the big house was boring anyway, better to see what was happening at Jiang Yunchuan’s company.
[Could it be Lin Yueyue causing trouble again? I told him not to break up, to keep the relationship going, but he didn’t listen. Now look what happened! He got extorted.]
Even if he hadn’t broken up, he still would’ve been extorted; the only difference was whether Jiang Yunchuan would be accused of contracting HIV or not.
After breakfast, Lu Qingyan took Jiang Nanshu to CY.
That was the abbreviation for their company.
Before they even entered, they witnessed Jiang Yunchuan dragging Lin Yueyue out.
His handsome face was exceptionally angry, “Get off me, you crazy woman! I’ve given you nearly a million, and you still aren’t satisfied? Do you think I’m a pig to be slaughtered? Lin Yueyue, I’m warning you, if you harass me again, I’ll call the police.”
Lin Yueyue was a mess, ignoring all decency. She knelt and kowtowed to Jiang Yunchuan, “Wuwuwu, Yunchuan, I can’t leave you, I don’t want to break up, I don’t agree to it, you used to say you would marry me, love me for a lifetime, how can you go back on your word? Whatever I did wrong, I can change. Please don’t leave me.”
Her few words painted Jiang Yunchuan as a heartbreaker.
His face turned red with anger, “Crazy woman. I didn’t want to expose your dirty deeds out of pity for you, and gave you money to seek treatment. Instead, you play these games and even target my company for money. Are you taking my kindness for granted?”
Lin Yueyue shook her head, disheveled and tear-streaked, “No, I haven’t. I realize my mistake, please forgive me. I’m really desperate. Help me one more time, just this last time.”
Lin Yueyue’s “one last time” could turn into countless “last times.”
Jiang Yunchuan had stumbled over her several times.
Now he finally saw how disgusting Lin Yueyue really was.
He scoffed, “Sorry, I can’t help you. I didn’t want to spread the news of your HIV out of consideration for your dignity, but since you don’t care for it, I won’t be blamed for being ruthless. Lin Yueyue, just how dirty is your private life to have contracted such a disease? While with me, you were involved with several men, and quite a few wealthy men in Beijing have spent fortunes on you, but they also face the risk of infection. I truly feel sad for you; it’s not enough that you’ve harmed yourself, you’re intent on harming others too.”
Lin Yueyue’s face turned ashen.
Her heart raced with fear.
She had thought that Jiang Yunchuan would throw money at her as he had done before, just to get rid of her annoyance.
But this time he outright revealed her HIV status.
If those wealthy businessmen who had slept with her found out, she would be doomed.
Just as she was preparing to get up and leave, hoping to return after Jiang Yunchuan’s anger had subsided to extort a good sum for her treatment — after all, reviving someone else’s company with the money didn’t matter as much as her illness —
Yang Jiashu happened to pass by and heard Jiang Yunchuan’s entire speech. Seeing Lin Yueyue, he covered his mouth in shock, “What? You actually have HIV? I saw you the other day walking arm in arm with Uncle Lu, oh dear, you’re really a killer!”