I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Do you even know what "don't look at what is improper" means?

That's right.

Not only was Mr. Jiang not ashamed of his hot temper, he even took the initiative to act as the host.

This is the difference between men.

Of course.

Exposing his underwear was truly unsightly, damaging to his image, and offensive to public morals, so he also pulled his legs together.

"Is your older sister sick?"

It's just pretentious posturing.

Otherwise, why change the subject so quickly?

"Liver disease."

He Yihui saw through it but didn't say anything; the social interactions of sophisticated adults are all about maintaining basic decorum.

"Was it not cured?"

Mr. Jiang continued to express his concern.

"She underwent several liver transplants, but each time she experienced varying degrees of rejection. Coupled with the side effects of the surgeries, each surgery exacerbated her suffering. In the end, she didn't want to endure the torment any longer, so we chose to respect her wishes."

Longevity.

It's easier said than done.

If this can be realized, the first to enjoy it will definitely be privileged classes like the He family.

Current medical technology has undoubtedly not yet reached that level.

My condolences.

"Thank you."

The formulaic pleasantries lasted only a moment before Miss He asked, "Are you here to pay your respects to my eldest sister?"

?

What do you mean?
Comrade Jiang Chen then asked, quite naturally, "Otherwise what?"

They weren't going to play hard to get with him; they were straightforward: "Didn't you come to see me?"

Mr. Jiang was speechless for a moment.

What's wrong with girls these days?
I remember when I was in school, even the milk tea girls at the school's milk tea shop were so reserved.

Has the world really changed?

"cough."

Jiang Chen cleared his throat and said calmly, "Miss He's body is barely cold; shouldn't we be more serious?"

Who would have thought that the reminder would not only fail to make them restrain themselves, but would instead make them even more outrageous? He Yihui smiled brightly, and her already striking face became even more breathtaking.

"why are you laughing?"

Mr. Jiang frowned.

“Death is not the loss of life, but stepping out of time into another dimension that we cannot see. They are no longer sick or in pain. Shouldn’t we be happy?”

Jiang Chen was taken aback, his feigned solemnity crumbled, and he looked the other person up and down, exclaiming, "I didn't expect you to have such a high level of thinking."

"How tall is it?"

"It's at least three or four stories high."

Their eyes met, and the man and woman both laughed.

Yes.

Who says the passing of life is something that must be mourned?

If it's a predetermined finish line, then what the finisher wants is a happy smile and applause.

"I won't disturb your rest any longer."

Upon hearing this, Boss Jiang seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. Knowing the other party's personality well, he didn't even bother with polite attempts to persuade him to stay.

He knew that if he said, "Sit a little longer," the other person would most likely continue to sit.

It's fine during the day.

It's nighttime now, after all.

One must avoid suspicion.

Besides, the bodyguards are still waiting outside.

"Okay, I'll take you."

As Boss Jiang stood up, he tightened his belt, but at that moment, "ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong..."

The doorbell rang again, and strangely enough.

The two of them looked towards the door at the same time.

Mr. Jiang's expression changed slightly.

Could it really be Kim Joo-hyun from downstairs who ran up here?
"Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong..."

The doorbell kept ringing.

Whoever it is, there's no way to avoid it now, so she says, "I'll go open the door."

Jiang Chen walked to the door, grasped the doorknob, and then opened the door.

"Mr. Jiang."

You're overthinking it.

It's Bai Haoran.

"How did you come."

Jiang Chen was genuinely surprised.

He knew why He Yihui knew his whereabouts so quickly, so Bai Haoran was certain that he was not alone at this moment.

therefore.

Given their intelligence, they would definitely not interrupt at this point.

"Security has discovered that an unidentified person has just planted a bomb under Ms. He's car."

Bai Haoran, who hadn't really intended to show his face, said coldly.

Jiang Chen's pupils contracted slightly.

More than ten minutes later.

Scene change.

We arrived at the monitoring room.

Mr. Jiang hadn't even changed out of his bathrobe.

In the surveillance footage.

Two medium-sized men carrying black bags could be clearly seen heading straight for the understated yet luxurious Bentley Mulsanne. They then squatted down and, when no one was looking, took the contents of their bags out and stuck them to the bottom of the Mulsanne.

childish?

ignorance?

Don't they know this is the Wanxi Palace, and there are surveillance cameras in every blind spot?

No.

They must have known and made thorough preparations, not only wearing hats and masks to cover their faces completely, but also covering their hands with gloves, not even leaving fingerprints.

Moreover, their smooth and swift movements clearly indicated they were experienced; the entire process, from their appearance on the surveillance camera to their departure, lasted only about twenty seconds.

Is it a bomb?

After reviewing the surveillance footage repeatedly, Jiang Chen asked.

"Yes. A mechanical time bomb. The detonation time is set to one hour."

After saying that, Bai Haoran looked at He Yihui, who had come to the monitoring room with him, and said, "Don't worry, Miss Fourth, the bomb has been successfully defused."

One hour, meaning if she hadn't been discovered and Boss Jiang hadn't tried to stop her, she would likely have been bombed on her way home.

Why mourn the deceased?
Those who are alive never know whether tomorrow or an accident will come first.

"Are you crazy?"

Faced with such atrocities, He Yihui showed no panic or fear; only astonishment appeared on her exotic face.

That's right.

surprise.

There wasn't even anger.

"He must be insane."

Bai Haoran nodded slightly, looking at the surveillance footage, which was at least 1080p, if not 4K.

In the picture.

Two demolition experts are making a peace sign at the camera.

Yes, the twenty-second timeframe also includes the time they spent posing in front of the camera.

Knowing full well that there was surveillance and that they would be discovered, they still did it.

—What else could this be but madness?
"Who do you think it is?"

Mr. Jiang remained calm as he watched the 20-second surveillance video playing on a loop.

Knowing full well that it would fail, they still went ahead anyway.

Obvious.

The planner's purpose was not to actually kill the target, but to provoke them.

A blatant provocation.

Bai Haoran, who had been forced to come by the bomb, remained silent.

"Zhong Xiaoye".

He Yihui said softly, "Impartial and objective, let's discuss the matter at hand."

"Tonight, under pressure from my second sister, he came to my house to apologize, but I ignored him."

Why ignore him?

Jiang Chen asked.

He Yihui looked over and said, "Because I came to see you."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Bai Haoran kept his eyes down, seemingly oblivious to his own thoughts; he genuinely didn't want to come.

Mr. Jiang felt somewhat helpless.

So the responsibility lies with me? "Such a strong sense of pride?"

He kept repeating it.

He was so angry at being ignored that he planted explosives in retaliation. If everyone had that kind of personality, what would happen?
Look at the huge group of sycophants. They never talk back when hit or cursed, and they even smile when someone spits on them. It seems that the stability of society is thanks to the magnanimity of these sycophants.

"A gentleman takes revenge even after ten years, but a petty person usually takes revenge overnight."

Now that the Fourth Miss had revealed her name, Bai Haoran felt he had nothing left to hide.

No.

what's the situation?
It's as if the real culprit is Zhong Tingwang himself.

What about the evidence?
It was because two demolition experts dressed like counter-terrorism elites were posing under the surveillance camera.

Isn't this ridiculous?!

However, this is not a courtroom.

What evidence are you going to provide?
"Go back and rest."

Mr. Jiang smiled and downplayed the incident, as if nothing had happened.

"I am afraid."

Miss He said.

"..."

"..."

Bai Haoran's face twitched, but he didn't utter a word. He decisively turned around and quickly retreated.

Mr. Jiang, wrapped in a bathrobe and wearing slippers, turned his head.

What to look at?
Is it weird?

It's only natural to be scared if someone finds a bomb in their car.
"What should I do?"

Jiang Chen asked, and seemed to think it was understandable.

He Yihui remained silent.

"Why don't you stay the night?"

Jiang Chen said that since Bai Haoran had left and there were no third parties in the monitoring room, they could speak freely.

"Don't you only have one bed?"

"I'll sleep on the sofa."

What a serious conversation.

He Yihui considered for a while, and just as Jiang Chen was about to burst out laughing, she nodded at just the right moment.

"Row."

Jiang Chen's smile, which he hadn't yet revealed, died before it could even appear.

What do you mean?
Isn't this just a tacit joke between sophisticated adults?
Is this how he's supposed to respond?

"you sure?"

Although he was an amateur actor, Boss Jiang was always very dedicated, trying his best to remind his co-stars and salvage the plot to prevent any continuity errors.

"If you don't want to sleep on the sofa, the two of you can squeeze in together."

Oops.

It seems the opponent didn't misremember the script, but rather got too caught up in the role, turning the act into reality.

Honestly, Mr. Jiang wouldn't dare say he's anything but upright. He's done a lot of outrageous things, but those were all abroad, in Japan.

But now we are in the country.

And the reason for his trip was to attend a funeral.

Is madness contagious?

Reasonably, Mr. Jiang still didn't quite believe it, thinking that the other party was trying to extort him. Driven by the human desire to win, he was unwilling to admit defeat hastily.

"Squeeze in? Sure, as long as you can accept it, I have no objection."

"Let's go then."

The other person readily agreed, and then, quite convincingly, covered their mouth and yawned, saying, "I'm sleepy too."

No.

My car was planted with a bomb, but it didn't explode. I still feel sleepy, don't I?
Jiang Chen remained silent, turned around, and opened the door.

The two walked out of the monitoring room.

Bai Haoran has disappeared without a trace.

Take the elevator.

We returned to the 22nd floor.

The bodyguards also disappeared to guard the car.

A man and a woman walk side by side in a corridor covered with handmade carpets. Every step they take is a silent contest, and the closer they get to room 2222, the more intense the contest becomes, a great test of their willpower.

If both of them were stubborn, the plot might spiral out of control. Judging from the current situation, neither of them seems willing to take a step back and let things go.

Thirty meters.

Twenty meters.

ten meters.

……

It felt as if even breathing had disappeared.

The air was almost frozen.

Just a few steps away from 2222, when the atmosphere was incredibly tense, a cell phone suddenly rang, piercing the heavy silence.

He Yihui stopped.

Boss Jiang stopped as well.

"Answer the phone."

Why do flowers bloom?

"Ah."

Mr. Jiang replied.

He Yihui took out her phone, glanced at the caller ID, answered the call, and put it to her ear, "Mommy."

Boss Jiang's eyebrows twitched slightly, but he maintained his deep and serious demeanor without wavering.

"Huihui, where did you go? Why haven't you come back yet? We're going to pay respects to your eldest sister tomorrow."

"I know."

Where are you? What are you doing? When are you coming back?

Normally, the fourth wife wouldn't discipline her daughter, since her daughter is already an adult. But coincidentally, they are currently at a special juncture.

"I'll be back soon, Mommy, you should go to sleep."

Although Mr. Jiang couldn't hear what was being said on the other end of the phone, he understood He Yihui's meaning perfectly.

He underestimated his opponent's competitive spirit.

Also.

They don't even consider whose blood they have.

If he remained silent at this point, he would undoubtedly lose. So Jiang Chen made a quick decision and spoke up, "Go back? Aren't you going to sleep here tonight?"

All right.

The captivating baritone voice, transmitted clearly via radio waves, reached Fourth Wife's ears.

"Who? Huihui, who are you with?"

As any parent would react, the fourth wife immediately became nervous.

He Yihui immediately turned her head and glared at the "opportunistic" person, while casually explaining to her mother, "It's just a friend, Mommy. I'll be back in a bit."

"What friend? Where are you right now?"

Late at night, your daughter suddenly runs out and is with a stranger of the opposite sex. How could any mother sleep soundly?

Many children who crave independence and freedom would likely become impatient with their parents' incessant questioning and might even hang up the phone, but He Yihui did not do that.

Because of her family's unique circumstances, she and her mother were, to some extent, dependent on each other. Therefore, even though she was already independent, she still treated her mother with full respect and understanding.

"I am at the Palace of Ten Thousand Years".

The intention behind saying this was to avoid worrying her mother, since Wanxi Palace was their territory. However, people have different ways of thinking, and the same sentence can be interpreted in completely different ways.

He Yihui wanted to express that she was absolutely safe and there was nothing to worry about, but in the ears of Fourth Aunt, there was only one thought in her mind.

hotel!

And there was a man with him.

"Huihui! Who are you with? Don't do anything foolish! Your older sister's body is still warm!"

If my daughter has a boyfriend, then so be it. Young people are understandable. Who hasn't been young?

But the key issue is that my daughter is single.

"Come back right now!"

The fourth wife spoke seriously, even sternly.

"Wait a moment."

After interjecting once, Boss Jiang fell silent and remained an observer.

“If you don’t come back, then Mommy will come looking for you now. Wanxi Palace, right? You wait for Mommy.”

"I come back."

Who says only children can control their parents?
"Okay, Mommy will wait for you at the door. It's only about 20 minutes from Wanxi Palace to home."

Ginger is still old and spicy.

Having no other choice, He Yihui put down her phone.

"Going back?"

Tsk.

How dare you make sarcastic remarks?

He Yihui lifted her foot and gave him a hard kick, then turned and walked away, leaving him standing there grinning and standing on one leg.

He was wearing slip-on cloth slippers!

Mr. Jiang held his left foot and spun around in place.

Even the gentlest beach can have its turbulent moments.

Do you still miss it? (End of Chapter)