Translator: Zayn_ |
Song Qingyouâs words were like a barrage of bullets, leaving no room for
anyone to interrupt.
When she finished speaking, the entire private room fell silent.
Only the steam from the food was unaffected.
After the silence, it was Jiang Quanâs angry reprimand.
âIâm his father. Itâs only right and proper for me to teach him a lesson! Who are
you to tell me what to do?â
Song Qingyouâs lips twitched. âIâm just saying a few words of justice from the perspective of a bystander, and Mr. Jiang canât accept it. Are you feeling guilty.â
âGuilty?â
Jiang Quan snorted, wanting to mock Song Qingyou.
Old Master Jiang stopped them.
He glared at Jiang Quan, then looked at Song Qingyou, his expression clearly
much colder.
âMiss Song, this is a family matter of the Jiang family.â
âWhether itâs right or wrong, you have no right to interfere!
Song Qingyouâs lips curled into a smile. âA passerby gossiped, and Old Master
Jiang actually classified it as âinterferingâ in other peopleâs family affairs?â
âIf you really donât want outsiders to âmeddleâ in your business, why are you lecturing your children and grandchildren in front of an outsider like me?â
Old Master Jiangâs face turned completely cold. His initial good impression of
Song Qingyou instantly disappeared.
When Jiang Quan saw this, he struck while the iron was hot and berated, âWeâre here to find Jiang Zhihan, not you. Anyone who has any sense would have left this place long ago! Not only did you not leave, but you even spoke back to your elders. You really have no manners at all!â
âAs the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. Jiang Zhihan, donât hang
out with any shady people in the future!â
âManners?â Song Qingyou sneered and stood in front of Jiang Zhihan, âHow much manners do you have to disturb someoneâs meal? One pound or two
pounds?â
As Jiang Quanâs son, there were some things that Jiang Zhihan couldnât say in front of the old man.
Song Qingyou felt that she could totally be a substitute.
âSpeaking of upbringing, that should be a matter of parents. But I heard that
Ms. Xu passed away early, and Mr. Jiang barely cared about CEO Jiang?â
âAn incompetent father wants his son to be well-educated and respectful. Mr.
Jiang, youâre asking too much!â
Her tone was full of mockery, which easily angered Jiang Quan.
-What do you know? Itâs already his honor to be a member of the Jiang familyâ¦â
âJiang Quan!â
As soon as the old man opened his mouth, Jiang Quan obediently shut up.
âZhihan, tell me.â
Old Master Jiang wanted Jiang Zhihan to kick Song Qingyou out.
Who knew that the latter would say, âGrandfather and Father suddenly came over and interrupted Qingyouâs meal. She only said a few more words, why should Grandfather be angry?â
âYou-â
Jiang Quan wasnât convinced. He wanted to point at Jiang Zhihan and scold
him.
Song Qingyou shifted her position and stood in front of Jiang Zhihan again. She looked at him expressionlessly.
Even though she was only as tall as Jiang Zhihanâs chin and her body was even slimmer, she couldnât block him at all. However, her aura was at least two meters tall and couldnât be ignored.
Jiang Zhihan looked at the person in front of hint who straightened her back and his cold eyes softened.
After his mother passed away, no one had protected him like this. Although he did not need it, this feeling made him feel inexplicably at ease.
Old Master Jiang glanced at the confrontation between the two sides and interrupted, âZhihan, your father and 1 have something important to discuss today.â
Then, he signaled to Song Qingyou with his eyes.
Jiang Zhihan remained unmoved. âSince you have something to say, letâs talk outside.â
Before the two of them could react, he walked straight out. When he reached the door, he didnât forget to remind Song Qingyou, âIf the dishes are cold, ask the restaurant to heat them up before eating.â
Song Qingyou nodded slightly. She looked up and saw the excitement in Jiang Quanâs eyes. She had a feeling that Jiang Zhihan wouldnât get any good news this time.
However, this had nothing to do with her.
Compared to the Jlangyuan Group, she should pay mote attention to Longxing Logistics.
After all, Lin Xuyang had already reached an agreement with An Suiâs father and had preliminary cooperation with other logistics companies. He was slowly squeezing the Shen family out of the logistics and transportation industry.
After thinking about serious matters for a while and sending a few messages to Lin Xuyang, Song Qingyouâs gaze fell back on the table full of food and the empty seat opposite her. She put down her chopsticks rather unhappily.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Zhihan returned to the private room.
Seeing that there was no one behind him, Song Qingyou blinked.
âI thought you would leave with those two.
Jiang Zhihan paused as he pulled out his chair. âThey donât care about me.â
When he thought of the old man asking Jiang Quan to return to the company, he became even more disappointed in the old man.
Perhaps he didnât want to talk about this topic, but Jiang Zhihan looked at the table that hadnât changed and asked, âWhy didnât you continue eating?â
When he changed the topic quietly, his expression did not change at all.
But Song Qingyou was keenly aware that the person opposite her was in a bad mood.
âI was waiting for you,â She said with a smile.
Jiang Zhihan was stunned for a moment. He was a little distracted.
Song Qingyou didnât ask further.
After dinner, Jiang Zhihan suddenly apologized.
âYouâre you,â Song Qingyou said. âYour father is your father. 1 wonât mix them
up.â
âIs that so?â Jiang Zhihanâs voice was so low that it sounded like he was talking to himself.
âCould it be that someone offended your father and took revenge on you?â Song Qingyou was curious.
Jiang Zhihan shook his head, âIf it was Grandpa, he would say that we are a family and we should stick together.â
Oh, 1 get it. Itâs some ideas instilled by Old Master Jiang.
Considering that Jiang Zhihan was raised by the old man, Song Qingyou didnât say much. She just said, âThe older you get, the more you pay attention to kinship and the more you want a harmonious family.
âAt times like this, the elderly are usually very stubborn.â
These simple words seemed to wake Jiang Zhihan up. He took out his phone and walked towards the window, âIâll call my assistant-â
Song Qingyou waved her hand. âIâll wait for you in the hall.â
Although she didnât know what Jiang Zhihan was thinking, it shouldnât be a bad thing.
In fact, it was Song Qingyouâs words that made Jiang Zhihan think things through.
Previously, Jiang Quan had come to look for him so enthusiastically because he had found out that he had rarely come to the company in the past two years. Therefore, he had joined forces with a few shareholders and wanted to use this as an excuse to return to the company.
Jiang Zhihan had spent a lot of effort to kick him out of the company, so he naturally wasnât willing.
However, Qingyou was right. At this time, Old Master Jiang would be very stubborn.
This time, it was better to go along with his wishes. On the one hand, he could use this opportunity to cover up his âcar accident sequelaâ and on the other hand, he could let the old master see clearly how incompetent Jiang Quan was. At the same time, he could see what else Jiang Quan wanted to doâ¦
After instructing Fang Yan to make the necessary preparations, Jiang Zhihan walked down the corridor and prepared to send Song Qingyou home.
As soon as he approached Song Qingyou, who was sitting in the corner, he heard He Yuchiâs voice on the phone. âSister Qingyou, have you seen the photos of the cruise ship I just sent you?â
âThis cruise ship will sail for three days.. Letâs go on a trip togetherâ¦