Chapter 209 Those who are close to ink are black Jiang Zao had heard that the previous head of the Fu family was a very romantic was just the first time she knew that Madam Fu was love-brained. No wonder Fu Jinhe and Fu Yanci both... Finally, there is a clue. Jane had nothing more to say, so she stood up and prepared to leave. When she reached the door, she paused but did not look back. "Tell Fu Yanci that this is the first and last time." After that, he really left. After a while, Fu Yanci from next door walked over slowly. His eyes were filled with deep thought, still thinking about what Jane had just said before she left. Jiang Zao reached out to him and comforted him: "Don't worry too much, maybe I just don't know how to face you for the time being." She had actually met Jane face to face, so she could clearly feel the desperate loneliness in her.
Fu Yanci sat down next to his wife and put his hand on her shoulder. "I was just thinking about what my eldest sister just said. She seems to have some suspicions but she just didn't tell us clearly." He looked at the seat opposite him and imagined Jane sitting there. Suddenly asked Jiang Zao: "What does my eldest sister look like?" Jiang Zao was surprised: "Haven't you seen him?" When Fu Yanci was kidnapped, he met Jane. Fu Yanci said: "It was too dark at the time, I couldn't see his appearance clearly." The tone was slightly lost. Although even he himself couldn't figure out where this loss came from. Jiang Zao smiled: "I didn't see that you still have some feelings for your sister, but don't worry, I can see that my eldest sister cares about the Fu family very much, and he will go back sooner or later." Ding! Jiang had received the email from Jane a while ago. The content is a list of women that the old patriarch of the Fu family had contact with when he was young. not much. About a hundred or eighty. Jiang Zao glanced at Fu Yanci and said, "My Lord, it is true that a man should be romantic when young." Fu Yanci took the opportunity to express his opinion: "Wife, don't worry, I definitely didn't inherit this. They all say that I am more like my mother." Jiang Zao didn't argue with him. After they returned home, she quickly began investigating the people on the list. Fu Yanci also mobilized all his secret agents and cast a wide net, preferring to catch ten by mistake rather than let one go. When no one was paying attention, Zhang Yinhe, who had been "escaping from prison" for a long time, was quietly sent back to prison.
Everyone was indifferent to this. It was as if she had never disappeared. There was also a TV in her cell, which played Jiang Jinfeng's current achievements in a loop every day. "what!" Zhang Yinhe was like crazy and wanted to smash the TV with something. But her bones and joints are all broken, and now she can’t even take care of herself when it comes to urination and defecation. Even drinking a glass of water is a luxury. What else can she do? "Fu Jinhe!" "You bitch!" "A bitch who's been played with!" "I will take revenge sooner or later!" "You won't be so arrogant for long!" Zhang Yinhe roared like this every day, and gradually her voice became like Jane's, even unpleasant than Jane's hoarse voice. After all, Jane had been treated by someone hired by Nero. As long as Zhang Yinhe is alive, no one will care about her. "I want to see Jiang Jinfeng!" She yelled to the prison guards outside: "I want to see my son!" Jane was sitting on the rooftop of a building, enjoying the breeze and drinking coffee, when Mark approached her with his phone. "Boss, Zhang Yinhe wants to see Jiang Jinfeng." Jane was wearing sunglasses, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds. "Let her see it." "Yes." Mark stepped back with the phone in hand and responded to the person on the other end. Jiang Jinfeng was taken to the detention center by force. This made his pride and self-esteem, which had just recovered, seem to plummet again in an instant. Following the prison guards through each prison block, Jiang Jinfeng felt a biting cold. "Aren't we going to meet in the visiting room? Why did you bring me here?" Jiang Jinfeng was curious. Normal visits take place in the visiting room, where prison guards monitor the entire process. How is it possible to get into the cell? The prison guard replied in an icy tone: "Zhang Yinhe's situation is special." What's so special? Why is it special? Jiang Jinfeng didn't dare to ask any more questions. "We're here." The prison guard opened a gate and let Jiang Jinfeng in, then locked the gate again.
He just stood outside the gate, as if he didn't care at all what the mother and daughter would say or do when they met. There was only one cell inside the gate, and a foul smell was overwhelming. Jiang Jinfeng subconsciously covered his mouth and nose and approached step by step. It's different here than anywhere else. The lights here are particularly bright, so bright that they are blinding. And there was the sound of the TV. Jiang Jinfeng was particularly familiar with this voice because it was the voice in the exclusive interview he had just accepted yesterday. He took two more steps forward and finally saw the situation inside the cell clearly. Zhang Yinhe slumped on the ground with her back against the wall. She was surrounded by all kinds of filth, some of which were already infested with maggots. Extremely disgusting. But Zhang Yinhe didn't know whether she was used to it or numb to it, she didn't care at all. "You came." A harsh sound sounded. A look filled with poisonous resentment suddenly turned towards him. "Haha, you are really my good son." Zhang Yinhe looked at Jiang Jinfeng outside the door, not knowing whether to cry or laugh, "You actually exchanged my future with Fu Jinhe. He was right. The disciple is better than the master." Jiang Jinfeng stood a little further away, but even so, the disgusting smell still lingered. At this moment, he no longer needed to pretend. "Mom, I have no choice. Even if I don't do this, Fu Jinhe will seek revenge on you sooner or later. It's all your fault that you were too cruel and didn't leave any room for others. You hurt yourself and almost implicated me and the entire Jiang family." Zhang Yinhe was extremely angry at this time: "I am your mother! I raised you with great difficulty, planned for you, paved the way for you, and everything I did was for you. How could you treat me like this? Has your conscience been eaten by a dog?" Jiang Jinfeng also got angry, "What about killing my dad? Is that also for my own good?" Zhang Yinhe didn't think she had done anything wrong. "His slow and incompetent nature will ruin you sooner or later. Don't you understand that bad company breeds bad company?" "Hehe." Jiang Jinfeng suddenly laughed, forgetting the pungent smell, and took two steps forward, "Yes, Mom, people who keep bad company tend to be bad, so I am just like you, and I will do anything to achieve my goals. You harmed Fu Jinhe back then, and I just used you to exchange for my future, that's all." Zhang Yinhe was silent. She never thought that her son thought this way. Those who are close to ink are black. The 'Mo' that his son was referring to turned out to be her. Jiang Jinfeng didn't want to stay in such a disgusting place any longer. He couldn't wait to leave. When he got home, he took three showers before he felt that the smell of feces and urine on his body was washed away. Afterwards, he angrily called Mark and asked, "I have done everything you said, and even suggested that you take my mother away from prison and torture her. Why do you still want me to see her? Why are you forcing me!"
The last sentence is the crux of the problem. He hated the feeling of not being able to make his own decisions.