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Yan Chengâs eyes flashed. He didnât expect her to see through him. However, he had already used that thing for more than ten years and couldnât quit it. He didnât tell Song Jiaren this since there was no need.
âThave plans tomorrow, so Iâll go back first. Thank you for todayâs matter. If you need me in the future, just let me know.â After saying that, Song Jiaren remembered that she had said the same thing to Jiang Ye. It seemed like she had been owing people favors recently. This was not a good sign.
Yan Cheng knew that this woman was not someone who relied on others. He did not stop her from leaving and only made a few requests when she left.
Song Jiaren, who had already gotten into the car and returned, shook her head in amusement. In the end, Yan Cheng asked her one last time not to let any man other than him have any intimate contact with her. She couldnât say that she was the woman of the Jiang familyâs young master and had to call
him every day. In the end, he even specially said that she should stay away from Jiang Ye.
âWen Qing personally sent her back. Song Jiaren stood downstairs of the hotel and looked at the eighth floor and her room. She sighed and climbed up resignedly.
âWhen she returned to her room, the sky was already bright. Song Jiaren, who had been tormented the entire night, laid on the bed and fell asleep almost instantly. The moment she knew that Song Meiyu was safe, she felt relieved.
It was already afternoon when she woke up. There was a commotion outside the room. She washed up and walked out of the room to see Jiang Ye, who was confronting the bodyguards.
Jiang Ye saw her and said exaggeratedly, âYouâre finally awake. What have you been doing since yesterday? Youâre so tired that you slept all the way to the afternoon.â
Song Jiaren wasnât sure if he knew that she had gone out yesterday. When she heard this, she looked at him seriously. She didnât know if he really didnât know or if he was just pretending too well. Song Jiaren didnât see through him. She smiled casually and said, âIâm just too tired recently. What are you
guys doing?â
âThe bodyguards stepped forward and said, âMiss Shen, Young Master invites you in.â
Song Jiaren nodded. âAlright.â
Jiang Ye said, âTheyâre from the Jiang family. When did you get involved with them?â
She didnât tell him the truth. Instead, she said, âAt the last banquet. This is thanks to you.â
Jiang Yeâs gaze changed as he sized up Song Jiaren. Song Jiaren naturally noticed and allowed him to size her up openly. She was also wondering what his goal was.
Song Jiaren left with the bodyguards. She did not go to the Jiang family or the hospital. Instead, she was brought to a private villa. As soon as she entered the room, the door was closed. The bodyguards stood at the door. No matter what Song Jiaren asked or how she threatened them, no one spoke.
Song Jiaren looked at the bodyguards who were like pillars. It seemed that someone had specially instructed them not to answer her or to wander around this villa. This villa was not as luxurious as the Jiang familyâs. It had a very warm and homely feeling.
Without thinking, she knew that it was Jiang Zhe, who had asked someone to bring her here. He didnât seem to be in such a hurry to treat Old Master Jiangâs illness, or perhaps he hadnât gotten what he wanted yet, and she was his bargaining chip in exchange for this.
âWhat Old Master Jiang had, what Jiang Zhe wanted⦠was the position of the head of the Jiang family.
Song Jiaren froze. She knew now that Jiang Zhe wanted to use her ability to save Old Master Jiangâs life as a bargaining chip in exchange for Old Master Jiang to give control of the Jiang family to him.
She sneered. No matter how they schemed, she would not let them have their way in the end. However, wouldnât it be more interesting to let the Jiang family fall into their hands?
Song Jiaren didnât wait long. The sound of a car driving in made her go out and take a look. She happened to see Jiang Zhe getting off the car. At this moment, he was all smiles and he looked very smug. It was a stark contrast from the dispirited look he had yesterday.
âWhen he saw Song Jiaren, he happily went up and gave her a hug. He wasnât angry when she dodged. Instead, he smiled and said, âIâm sorry. I was rude just now, but I was too happy. Youâre simply my lucky star.â
Song Jiaren asked dubiously, âYoung Master Jiang, what do you mean?â