Alright, alright, alright, this brotherhood is truly beyond salvation.
Jiang Yunchuan felt awful.
But to help Jiang Nanshu escape from Lu Qingyan’s clutches, he mustered his courage, “Your relationship with my sister isn’t enough for you to claim her entirely for yourself.”
Lu Qingyan calmly pulled out a marriage certificate from his suit pocket and tossed it onto the table, “She’s my wife, is that relationship enough for you?”
Jiang Yunchuan stared in disbelief, “You, when did you and my sister get the certificate?”
They had no idea that Jiang Nanshu and Lu Qingyan had a marriage certificate.
Ever since Jiang Nanshu jumped into the sea, he had ceased speaking to him, let alone refused to cooperate with the Jiang Family in business, but he still insisted on taking Jiang Nanshu’s body.
It took them days to find out that he had taken away the “body.”
They didn’t know where he had taken it, and when he reappeared, it was already a week later.
A person who had no breath was lightly taken to the hospital by him and then started breathing again, startling the doctors there.
Then he assertively sent many people to guard her, forbidding the Jiang Family from visiting her at all.
And so five years passed.
It was Jiang Jingcheng who told him the news that Jiang Nanshu had awakened.
He didn’t know what his elder brothers thought, only that thinking of that phone call nearly drove him mad over the years; he often regretted why he hadn’t even given Jiang Nanshu a moment to speak.
He also regretted their greed, not wanting Jiang Nanshu to know that they could actually hear her heart.
But in fact, she had known long ago.
During that year and a half, maybe she was also waiting for their confession?
From the moment they couldn’t hear her, they only discussed it briefly and then put it out of their minds, after all, their destinies had changed, and there was no regret in not being able to hear Jiang Nanshu’s thoughts anymore.
But he hadn’t expected that this would be the root cause of a tragedy.
His gaze upon Jiang Nanshu was restless.
Jiang Nanshu felt inexplicably looked at; if she knew what Jiang Yunchuan was thinking, she’d only feel speechless; whether they confessed or not, she would leave and leave a deep mark on their hearts, the kind where they could never forget her even if she died, living every day in regret.
Clearly, she succeeded.
Look at these people, their regret unmistakable.
Now even if Jiang Nanshu put forward the most outrageous request, she believed her family would fulfill it.
Jiang Nanshu looked at him apologetically, “Sorry, Fifth Brother, I kept it from you and got the certificate with him five years ago. I thought you all knew.”
Jiang Yunchuan, “…”
He knew nothing!
Whenever it came to her.
Lu Qingyan wouldn’t disclose a single word.
Yan Yidan was so angry she itched.
Damn it.
She had been busy dealing with the inheritance rights for the Ke Family and Yan Family during that time, and before she knew it, she had been outsmarted!
Only Old Sir Lu was calm.
Hehe, he had known all along.
The very second they got the certificate, he knew.
But he didn’t tell.
“Even if you’re married, you can’t restrict Nannan’s freedom in life, what do you take her for?” Yan Yidan directly asked.
“If I were restricting her freedom, she shouldn’t stand before you, but should be locked in a basement, unable to go anywhere,” Lu Qingyan coldly replied.
Hearing that he still wanted to lock Jiang Nanshu up, Yan Yidan couldn’t hold back, “Are you sick?”
Lu Qingyan retorted, “You’re the one who’s sick.”
Yan Yidan, “…”
Alright, alright, alright.
Previously, Lu Qingyan wouldn’t even dream of scolding anyone, let alone speak harshly.
He was always quiet and his temperament was gentle.
How could he become so extreme all of a sudden?
She knew that Lu Qingyan’s nickname “God of Killing” had spread throughout the entire Beijing Circle. In just five years, all the influential families, including the Jiang Family, Bao Family, Fang Family, Yan Family, Cheng Family, and Yang Family, were subdued under his pressure.
With his own efforts, he had directly turned the Lu Family into the true leader of the Beijing Circle, unshakable by anyone.
The Jiang Family was doing okay, but the Cheng family was nearly driven to bankruptcy by him.
Those days were unbearably hard.
She turned her eyes to Jiang Nanshu, “Nannan, look at him!”
Jiang Nanshu felt somewhat awkward, hiding her hands behind him, clutching his clothes, and gritted her teeth, “Can you not be so fierce?”
Now it was Lu Qingyan’s turn to feel wronged.
He pursed his lips and refused to speak.
Jiang Nanshu was helpless too, but still explained to everyone, “He isn’t restricting me, I can go out.”
“Really? Then come with us,” Yan Yidan pulled Jiang Nanshu over, “It’s precisely Xixi’s lunch break now, she’s been asking me on her phone if I’ve seen you yet. Why don’t you give her a surprise in person?”
Jiang Nanshu glanced at Lu Qingyan.
Jiang Yunchuan also nervously glanced at Lu Qingyan, knowing that if Lu Qingyan intended to stop them, they really wouldn’t be able to take Jiang Nanshu away.
Lu Qingyan slightly turned his head, his eyes glaring at Jiang Nanshu, “Don’t forget what you promised me.”
Jiang Nanshu nodded, isn’t it just coming back by five in the afternoon? It’s not like it’s something impossible.
Grabbing Yan Yidan, they headed outside, “Let’s go.”
Yan Yidan, afraid that Lu Qingyan might change his mind, sprinted off pulling Jiang Nanshu with her.
Jiang Yunchuan also turned and left without a word.
He had many things he wanted to say to Lu Qingyan, but since Lu Qingyan wouldn’t give him the chance to speak, he could only sigh. He knew Lu Qingyan was blaming them, and he was also blaming himself.
He too left.
Lu Qingyan endured strenuously, managing not to dash out and drag Jiang Nanshu back.
It took him almost all his strength just for those few seconds.
Eventually, he felt his hands go limp by his sides.
He didn’t want Jiang Nanshu out of his sight, only knowing her whereabouts could calm his heart.
He blamed his own former pride and arrogance, regretting not bowing his head to seriously talk to Jiang Nanshu, pleading for her return. Having her was hard-earned, she was like a treasure he wanted to hoard for himself.
Seeing Lu Qingyan’s dark mood, Old Sir Lu couldn’t help but sigh, “Xiao Yan, give each other some time. I can see that Nannan girl has you in her heart. To leave behind sweet memories in my lifetime, even in death, I’d be smiling through the underworld.”
Lu Qingyan once thought the same way.
But then he saw the clear picture.
Unable to help it, he chuckled, “Grandfather, don’t worry about my affairs. I know what I’m doing.”
Seeing him still stubborn, Old Sir Lu was at his wit’s end.
If not for his stubbornness, how could he stick to Jiang Nanshu, day in and day out, for five years?
If not for his stubbornness, would he start praying to gods?
In this high-society life, how many five years does one have? In these circles, love is the least valuable commodity. Others might find solace in a year or sometimes think of a past lover, but they soon immerse into a new life.
No one actually needed to wait for anyone.
Father Lu was outrageously irresponsible, and Old Sir Lu prided himself on being a flirt in his younger days, only settling down after marriage.
But Lu Qingyan turned out to be extremely sentimental.
His heart and eyes were filled only with Jiang Nanshu.
Such emotions, in today’s society, are especially precious.
Old Sir Lu felt reassured yet a bit heartbroken.
Knowing the path Lu Qingyan had walked, he understood his struggles.
“You should tell her the truth.”