The Brother Bald scratched his head, looking nonchalant.
"Hey, what's a little jail time? I used to be in jail all the time."
Jiang Nan stared at him in shock. Song Zhusheng said in a low voice, "You've finally admitted it."
Song Zhusheng had always felt that Lu Ren was not a good person; his style of doing things was more like that of a street thug—shameless and ruthless.
Unfortunately, this person wouldn't admit it. He had inquired about it several times, both openly and secretly, but Lu Ren would just lie through his teeth, saying that he was an ordinary citizen who got up at five in the morning to clean his house, and after breakfast, he would go to the entrance of the community to work as a security guard.
After a day on duty, I go home to play with my kitten, and then go to bed promptly at nine o'clock in the evening.
They portray themselves as completely Baibai, like a hardworking, down-to-earth, and courageous laborer.
Song Zhusheng didn't even think about it, treating all these words as utter nonsense.
The Brother Bald scratched his head, looked at the two of them in the rearview mirror, and said with utmost sincerity, "Admit what? I was just lying. I was just trying to appease Brother Nannan. I've never been to jail. Little Lu, I'm completely innocent, a beacon of justice."
Song Zhusheng: "..."
Silence gradually began to permeate this small space.
Jiang Nan has a bad habit: she doesn't like to leave anything unsaid.
He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Wow, Queen, you're so roguish."
The Brother Bald pursed his lips, glanced at Jiang Nan in the rearview mirror, and said, "I'm just being overly concerned about you."
Jiang Nan: "... I'm so innocent."
-
After returning to the hotel, Jiang Nan quickly packed her things and booked the next available flight back to Beijing.
He was unfamiliar with the place, and there was no point in staying there.
Before the plane took off, Jiang Nan received a call from Jiang Qingye.
"Little brat, where are you now?"
Jiang Nan: "The airport? What happened?"
Jiang Qingye chuckled, "Your husband was worried about you, so he specially asked me to come and keep you company. Send me your flight information, and I'll pick you up and we can go home for a meal with Mom and Dad."
The big boss is away on a business trip; there's probably nothing interesting for him to do back at Jinghe Garden.
Jiang Nan thought for a moment and said, "Add me on WeChat, and I'll send you the flight information."
On the other side, Jiang Qingye had left work early. Hearing this, he tensed up in anger, his jaw muscles twitching. "You little brat, do you even listen to human speech?"
Whose older and younger brothers don't even have each other on WeChat?
Jiang Nan looked completely innocent. "Who told you to be so mean-spirited and always make me angry?"
Jiang Qingye gritted her teeth, "No, not as foul-mouthed as your husband."
"Heh." Little Immortal Nan scoffed, fiercely protective of her own. "So what? I still like him no matter how foul his mouth is, I like him to death."
Jiang Qingye was shocked by these remarks, which could be described as the ultimate expression of a love-struck person.
Before he could say anything, Jiang Nan rattled off like a machine gun, "And also, I'm his husband, he's my wife."
Jiang Qingye: "..."
The man remained silent for almost half a minute. "Are you crazy or am I crazy?"
Jiang Nan said, "Is there any need to question this? My flight was about to take off, and it crashed."
-
At the international airport in the capital, a tall and elegant man stood at the arrival gate. He seemed to have a preference for satin shirts, and today he was wearing a black satin shirt with a smooth fabric. A few buttons were undone at the collar, revealing a delicate and slender collarbone below his prominent Adam's apple.
A suit jacket was draped over his arm, and his posture was slightly casual and languid, probably because he had just finished work. His captivating peach blossom eyes were slightly drooping, his thin lips were pursed, and his gaze swept over the crowd as they emerged from the throng.
Until I saw someone dressed like a thief.
Wearing a loose baseball jacket, light-wash jeans, a hat, and a mask, he looked like a novice thief, sneaking around furtively.
Jiang Qingye couldn't bear to look at his younger brother. When he was young, he acted like a lunatic and wasn't close to his family.
He seems a little more sensible now, but he's still a lunatic.
"Here."
Jiang Qingye raised his right hand and waved it lightly.
The boy was looking around blankly, but after being reminded, his gaze fixed on him, and he looked slightly disgusted.
"Can't you dress more normally?"
"You little brat." Jiang Qingye laughed rudely, suddenly hooking his arm around Jiang Nan's neck, forcing Jiang Nan to bend over.
"Damn it." Jiang Nan's face turned red as she tried to straighten up, but it was no use, because that bastard Jiang Qingye was definitely a trained fighter.
He looks thin, but his muscles are very defined.
You bastard.
Jiang Nan silently finished cursing, but unable to resist any longer, she could only beg for mercy, "Brother, I was wrong."
Although Jiang Qingye could tell that he was begging for mercy on purpose, that "brother" was just too clear and crisp.
He rarely heard of such a thing in his memory.
He paused for a moment, then released his grip. Looking at the boy's flushed cheeks, he suddenly realized that the little brat was five years younger than him, and a flicker of his remaining conscience resurfaced.
Have you had any money to spend lately?
Jiang Nan's puffed-up cheeks instantly deflated. He straightened up and followed Jiang Qingye, his tone carrying a hint of excitement.
What does that mean?
Jiang Qingye chuckled. "What do you think it means?"
Upon exiting the airport, the Jiang Family driver was waiting outside. Jiang Nan quickly stuffed her suitcase into the trunk, jumped into the car, and sat down with Jiang Qingye, her voice sweet and obedient. "What do you mean? Brother, are you thinking of giving your dear little brother pocket money?"
Jiang Qingye crossed his legs, his suit trousers outlining his long, slender legs. He took out his phone and casually tapped a few buttons with his long fingers.
Jiang Nan's phone rang instantly.
He quickly opened his phone, glanced at it, and gasped.
My bank card received a transfer of 500,000 yuan.
hiss.
If I had known this dog brother was so generous, he would have definitely made everyone happy.
-
After returning to the Jiang Family, the driver parked the car at the entrance.
Just as Jiang Qingye was about to get out of the car, Jiang Nan suddenly shouted, "Wait a minute!"
The man paused, turned to look at him, and frowned. "Are you crazy?"
Jiang Nan gave a fawning laugh, quickly got out of the car, went to Jiang Qingye's side, opened the car door for him, and said respectfully while bowing, "Please."
Jiang Qingye: "..."
He was a little speechless, but he thoroughly enjoyed the treatment. "Come on, go get me another glass of water that's 45 degrees Celsius."
Jiang Nan smiled and said, "Okay."
That evening, Jiang Nan stayed at the Jiang Family.
Song Huishi and Jiang Qingyuan welcomed Jiang Nan's arrival, especially Song Huishi personally baked a plate of egg tarts.
Jiang Qingye ate one, and the rest were all eaten by Jiang Nan.
Jiang Qingye gently reminded her, "You should eat less, lest you develop diabetes later."
Normally, Jiang Nan would have definitely scolded him for meddling in other people's business, but now the boy just smiled and said sweetly, "Thank you for your concern, brother."