Chapter 44: Jiang Lixuan’s Filter Shatters
Feng Langqing was unrelenting: “We’ve arrived in S City now. Has the old man woken up? He hasn’t, right? Isn’t that old guy obviously scamming you?”
“And you’re supposed to be a doctor! Can’t you try a bit of materialism? Stop always believing in all this supernatural nonsense.”
Feng Yuli listened quietly as he ranted on, then asked him exceptionally calmly: “If there’s hope, we have to try, right?”
“Are we really just going to leave him lying there in Shangjing, forever in a vegetative state?”
Feng Langqing was choked up by his words.
“Father has me watching him, nothing will happen. Tell Mother and the other brothers that if they want to see him, come to Wanhe Hospital.” With that, Feng Yuli said no more and promptly hung up Feng Langqing’s phone.
On the other end of the phone, Feng Langqing, who had dyed his hair bright red, irritably scratched his hair. A head cautiously poked in from outside the door.
Feng Langqing’s agent Luo Wei spoke up: “Qing bro, it’s time to go on stage. Have you handled your matter?”
“I’ve handled it, I’ll be right there.” Feng Langqing took a deep breath, suppressed the frustration in his heart, and called out in response.
He casually tossed his mobile phone onto the small round table, straightened his clothes, got up and walked out. The amulet hanging from a red rope around his neck swayed with his movements: “By the way, after this performance ends, push all the business back. I need to make a trip to S City.”
Luo Wei nodded: “Okay.”
He was going to see for himself whether S City really held the old man’s life force.
At the other end, after hanging up, Feng Yuli hesitated for a moment before sending a WeChat message to the contact saved as Mother: [I saw Meng Qinian at the hospital in S City. He was holding a child in his arms.]
Mother: [?]
Mother: [How old is the child?]
Mother: [Unwed father?]
Mother: [How long has his mom been gone, and he’s already got a child? How is Meng Lei managing him?! No, I’m buying a ticket back home right now. You go keep a close eye on that little bastard these next couple days!]
Feng Yuli: [OK.jpg]
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After having lunch with Nan Yuanman, oblivious Meng Qinian took the stuffed Nan Yuanman to a nearby park for a walk.
Meng Qinian was full of helplessness: “Why do you always eat so much so fast every time? No one’s competing with you. Eat slower in the future, or you’ll get a stomach problem.”
Nan Yuanman walked with difficulty, her little belly sticking out, and grinned at him sheepishly: “Habit.”
Grandpa had been in the military, so he ate very quickly, and Nan Yuanman had picked up the habit from him.
After Grandpa fell ill, Nan Yuanman often went hungry. To keep the food she found from being snatched by dogs, she would stuff whatever she got into her stomach right away.
Unless it was easily preservable food, then she would eat a bit slower.
There were so many delicious things in S City, and Nan Yuanman naturally wanted to stuff them all into her stomach, but unfortunately, her little belly was too small. She couldn’t eat too much before feeling overstuffed.
Meng Qinian felt a pang in his heart and couldn’t help cursing the Jiang family several times inwardly.
“Right.” Nan Yuanman took Zhuang Zhuang, who was possessed in the small wooden figure, out of her cloth bag and stuffed it into Meng Qinian’s hand: “Zhuang Zhuang is possessed in the small wooden figure. If you want it to testify, you can call it out.”
When Meng Qinian touched the cold little wooden figure, his hand shook and he nearly threw it away. His face showed a smile uglier than crying as he hurriedly stuffed Zhuang Zhuang back into her small shoulder bag: “No need, my dad has ways to interrogate her.”
Nan Yuanman shrugged and said okay, then put Zhuang Zhuang back into her shoulder bag.
After strolling for a bit, they headed back home amid a series of calls from Jiang Lixuan.
Meng Qinian tsked, his displeasure with the Jiang family intensifying, but since they were still Nan Yuanman’s guardians, he could only dutifully send her back.
At that moment, Jiang Lixuan, who was bored at home waiting for Nan Yuanman to return, received a message on his phone from a subordinate: [Boss, someone came to the studio looking for you. He says he has something you need.]
When Jiang Lixuan saw the message, his brows furrowed tightly. Before he could reply, another message came: [He says the thing he has is related to your younger sister. If you don’t come, you’ll definitely regret it later.]
Jiang Lixuan’s pupils contracted slightly. A figure from the people he had sent out today to investigate the origins of that past incident flashed through his mind. After thinking for a few seconds, he decisively replied: [Bring him to the conference room. I’ll be right there.]
After sending the message, Jiang Lixuan sent the address of his studio to Nan Yuanman’s watch, telling Meng Qinian to bring her to the studio, then got up, changed clothes, grabbed his car keys, and headed out.
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After his hand tendons were severed that year, Jiang Lixuan regretfully gave up his dream of becoming an esports player and switched to behind the scenes. He used his New Year’s money and annual company share dividends to open an esports game studio.
Over the years, the studio had won quite a few competitions and achieved some good results, gaining a considerable reputation in the industry.
He also had quite a few fans supporting him online.
The existence of this studio barely soothed the unwillingness in his heart.
When Jiang Lixuan arrived at the studio, only one young coach was awake inside; the others were still resting.
After all, staying up all night gaming was the norm.
“Boss.” The coach called out to him and pointed toward the living room: “I’ve brought the person inside, but… that guy doesn’t look like a good person. Do you need me to go in with you?”
“No need.” Jiang Lixuan unbuttoned his shirt and took a deep breath: “I’ll go in myself.”
The coach nodded: “Okay, I’ll be right outside. Call me if you need anything.”
After mentally preparing himself, Jiang Lixuan pushed open the door to the living room. He had thought it was news from the people he sent out today, but unexpectedly, sitting in the living room was a burly stranger big man with tattoos on his arms.
Seeing him, the big man showed a standard eight-tooth smile: “You’re the fifth young master of the Jiang family, Jiang Lixuan, right?”
“I hear you dote on your younger sister, Jiang Yueyao, the most? Then, you must be very interested in this thing I have.”
As he spoke, the big man’s rough hand, stained with yellow nicotine, placed a small USB drive on the table and pushed it toward him.
The big man’s directness left Jiang Lixuan momentarily stunned. He narrowed his eyes, sized up the big man for a few seconds, then called for the coach to bring in a laptop and plugged the USB drive from the table into it.
When the USB drive was opened, it contained only one audio file.
Jiang Lixuan clicked on the audio without any precautions. After some static, a sweet female voice he was very familiar with came from the computer: “…I know you’ve been unhappy with Jiang Lixuan for a long time. I’ll give you 100,000, help me put on a show.”
“After school, I’ll help you lure Jiang Lixuan to a good spot to make your move without any worries, but I have one condition: if a girl named Bai Wenyin comes to save him, you must cripple her hand too…”
Jiang Lixuan’s pupils shrank abruptly, his mind feeling like it had been hit with a heavy blow, his head buzzing.
This… wasn’t this Jiang Yueyao’s voice?
