He knew that Ye Wangchuan would not let them go and would definitely find out about them and make them miserable.
"I'm suspended."
Wei Ling was like a thunderbolt. She grabbed his arm in panic and spoke quickly and urgently: "How could this happen? How could he suspend you since he is not in the country? Is there no other way?"
Shen Jingyan pulled her hand away, with a bitter expression on his lips, and looked straight at her: "Have you forgotten what the Qin family does?"
Qin family?
Wei Ling thought of Qin Si.
Shen Jingyan named the key points for her: "The entire Qin family looks up to him. What Mr. Ye said may not be as useful as he said. He wants to deal with me, who dares to help me?"
"..." Wei Ling's eyes were blank and she let go of her hand.
Shen Jingyan collected his emotions and managed to pull himself together and said: "With that person's character, this is just the beginning. I'll see if I can contact Qiao Nian. If she is willing to raise her hand, we may end up with a better outcome. If No way... our family will be ruined this time."
Wei Ling suddenly looked at him and saw his unprecedented serious expression.
She hurriedly looked for her mobile phone: "I'm also looking for Wei Lou."
In the past, she would never go to Weilou, her nephew. Their family's situation took a turn for the worse, and the Hidden World family treated them as abandoned children again.
She could only let go of herself and beg the people around her.
*
Wei Ling and Shen Jingyan were in a mess.
Qiao Nian's side was exceptionally harmonious.
She dragged Jiang Zongjin out of the court and went to find Ye Wangchuan. Ye Wangchuan drove the two of them to the time-honored mutton-shabu private restaurant in the same place.
When the three of them arrived at the dining place, the boss had already prepared the pots and ingredients, and gave them space to be alone.
There was a table of dishes set up in the huge courtyard. Ye Wangchuan took the lead and pulled out chairs for the two of them, and politely said to Jiang Zongjin: "Uncle Jiang, sit here."
Jiang Zongjin walked over, hesitated and sat down: "Thank you."
Ye Wangchuan brought him another bowl and chopsticks, poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of his table. Then he walked to the opposite side and sat down. He smiled and said: "The mutton-shabu pot here tastes good. I asked the boss to make porridge in advance. When we have almost eaten, you can drink a bowl of porridge to moisten your stomach."
Qiao Nian sat next to him, adding vegetables to the pot very naturally.
The clear smoke rising from the copper pot covered her delicate face, making it difficult to see her eyes clearly and to guess what she was thinking.
Jiang Zongjin sat there and barely moved his chopsticks. His face was full of guilt for her. He spent a long time mentally building up before speaking with difficulty: "Nian Nian, don't be angry. I..."
Qiao Nian gave him a piece of freshly cooked mutton, filled a bowl with condiments and handed it over to him before saying, "Eat first."
Jiang Zongjin lowered his head and slowly picked up the chopsticks.
Qiao Nian was angry at first, but when she saw that he couldn't lift his head, the anger disappeared long ago. So he put down his chopsticks, looked at him with both eyes and said, "I didn't blame you."
Jiang Zongjin raised his head.
Qiao Nian rubbed the center of his eyebrows, his dark eyes deep and heavy: "This matter has nothing to do with you, they are here for me."
She didn't know that Jiang Zongjinqing didn't know how Ji Qing died and in whose hands he died, so he didn't know how to tell him about Nie Qingru.
"...I am the one who implicated you this time." Jiang Zongjin was indeed blackmailed by this family this time, but if there were no people behind it to add fuel to the flames, the trouble would not have been so big.