Bait

Yang Ji got out of the car and opened an umbrella over his head, "Young Master, come up to shelter from the rain."

"The bodyguards almost detained me." Chen Yuan's tone was secretive, "Their patrols are only routine, and you haven't tipped off the information, so you won't check again and again."

She was neither humble nor overbearing, "I didn't betray you."

He looked at Yang Ji with mixed emotions, "The second child has gained power, and I have never been as important as him in my father's heart. I am struggling in the trough, and the natural wall is overwhelmed by everyone." Chen Yuan flicked open the umbrella handle and walked to the main entrance of No. 4 courtyard. If she is a traitor, I will never forgive her."

Yang Ji stood still, his back hidden behind the lush pine forest, the temperature was extremely cold, the rain solidified into snow, and the long street was covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

A person like him is lonely, warm and elegant.

Zhang Li ended the call and returned to the study from the balcony, "The eldest son is back."

Unexpectedly and beyond reason, Chen Zheng raised his eyebrows, "Really? It seems that there is no harm in holding Shen Zhen's pawn in my hands. She lives in the Chen family, which is equivalent to me manipulating them both."

Zhang Li shook his head, "The eldest son is visiting his wife in the west courtyard, he is not here for Miss Shen."

"Old Zhang, you have been in charge of the Chen family for 30 years, and your eyes are not vicious enough." Chen Zheng was full of deep meaning, "Chen Yuan is concerned about the lessons learned from the past, and he dare not repeat the same mistakes blatantly. His prudence just proves his intention and sincerity."

Zhang Li suddenly realized, "Aren't you going to expose it?"

"Enough." Chen Zhengtian put some tobacco in the pipe pot and pressed it firmly with his thumb, "He wants to act, let him act."

"Actually, Ms. Shen doesn't have the deadly power of Ms. Qiao's blow. Men generally prefer Ms. Qiao's style. They are weak and helpless, and they can't survive without support. Ms. Shen is not bad. There is a way." Zhang Li laughed, "Most strong men fall under the skirts of innocent, harmless women. It's a pity that we started too early. If Miss Qiao is left behind and raised in the old house, it will be easy to restrain the eldest son. "

"Men who kill decisively keep a piece of pure land in their hearts. They know how beautiful and precious a woman who doesn't know how to calculate is. Qiao Hanrun is the same as Shen Zhen. There is no pity. With her in hand, he can still restrain the boss. Shen Zhen has a mother, and Qiao Hanrun is the same. Orphans, chess pieces with weaknesses, easy to handle."

Zhang Li stared at the back of Chen Zheng's head. To this day, he still wants to give up Chen Yuan, "The second son has a wild heart, and the city is deep, and it is not easy to control. The eldest son is relatively loyal, and he is the eldest son of the Chen family. Why don't you let go of the second son?" , keep him..."

"When Chen Ling was young, Jiang Rong took good care of him. He knew how to repay Chen Yuan and support Chen Yuan, which made sense." Chen Zheng blew the herbal tea, looking thoughtful, "You are guided by me and carry out my orders. You have only pleaded for Jiang Rong for many years, do you have any grudges against He Peiyu?"

"I have no enmity with the second wife."

"Oh?" He squinted, "Then Jiang Rong has been kind to you."

Zhang Li immediately became alert and wanted to show his loyalty, Chen Zheng waved his hand, "It's just a joke, I trust you."

At that time in the west courtyard, Chen Yuan changed into clean clothes and went straight to the Buddhist hall.

The door was ajar, and through the gap, a graceful and luxurious woman knelt on the futon, clasped her hands and chanted sutras.

He was silent, but Jiang Rong noticed from the corner of his eye, "You have something urgent to go back to the old house."

Chen Yuan stood aside, "I don't trust you."

Jiang Rong stood up, "It is your top priority to defeat the second child and retake the position and monopolize the family property. Don't worry about me. He Peiyu collapsed, and I feel very comfortable. She wishes for me to die and pay for her eldest son's life, and wishes for Chen Zheng not to be seen again." Me, abandon me, so what?"

She proudly picked up the beads on the Buddhist altar, "The winner who laughs at the end is me, Jiang Rong, and the loser who goes down in embarrassment is her, He Peiyu." Jiang Rong approached Chen Yuan step by step, "I am in the position she desires most , sat for the rest of my life, until I died, and was buried with Chen Zheng and his wife, and there was no part for her, she was a clown."

Chen Yuan didn't say a word.

"I asked Zheng Zhihe." Jiang Rong twirled the beads, "It was your instruction that he voted for the second child."

"Yes."

She swung it violently, and the Buddha beads fell on him, the golden thread broke instantly, and the beads rolled all over the floor, "You gave it to the second child, what kind of deal did you make with him?"

"No deal."

Jiang Rong looked at him, as if he knew his internal organs, "For Shen Zhen?"

At least Chen Zheng could negotiate and negotiate. Once Jiang Rong got involved, it would be the most difficult.

Ten years ago, Chen Yuan gave up his status as an heir to fight for Qiao Hanrun. Chen Zheng deliberately gave in. It was Jiang Rong who smashed his back and insisted that he marry a woman of the right family.

He was more afraid of Jiang Rong than Chen Zheng.

"It has nothing to do with her." Chen Yuan denied on the spot.

"I don't care what your reason is, you must obtain [-]% of Chen Zheng's property."

Like a sharp iron pincers strangling Chen Yuan's heart, the feeling of being roasted on the fire and being attacked by the enemy made him unable to vent, "Do you think it is so easy to control property? Isn't every sum of money pure? Bai's wealth may be a disaster that could explode at any time." He couldn't help but frowned, "Didn't Uncle Zhang tell you the secrets of the Fucheng Group?"

Jiang Rong didn't understand at all, "Hidden feelings?"

Chen Yuan suddenly realized that Zhang Li had concealed the truth and did not leak the secret.

It turned out that he was the most dangerous person in the Chen family.

He Peiyu accused him of admiring Jiang Rong. A man adores a woman, how could he let her fall into the dark and fall into a trap.

Unless, his love is full of hypocrisy and trade-offs, and even his deliberate cover-up, misleading Chen Zheng to speculate that he has feelings for Jiang Rong, ignoring the most critical truth.

"Does Uncle Zhang take care of you in private?"

Jiang Rong's face changed, "It's not your business to ask."

"I'm not interested in your private life." Chen Yuan's eyes are like hooks, catching her secret, hidden, and locked in the deepest things, "I advise you to stay away from him, he is not just what you see on the surface .”

Jiang Rong burned three sticks of incense, a little upset, and didn't make a sound.

"Mother takes care of herself, and He Peiyu's fate is the best example."

After putting down the warning, Chen Yuan came out from the Buddhist hall, and Zhang Li waited for him outside the door, "The old chairman is in the study."

Chen Yuan looked at him, "Father hasn't slept yet?"

He smiled, "Father and son always have endless intimate conversations, it's rare that the eldest son is free at home."

Chen Yuan walked towards the south courtyard, the door of the study was open, and Chen Zheng was watching the snowstorm like a waterfall with great interest.

After a while, he said softly, "The magnolia tree in the yard will probably freeze to death tomorrow. There hasn't been such a heavy snowfall in decades."

Chen Yuan closed the door, "The bamboos in the backyard are getting greener."

"Having been sharpened by the severe cold, you can become a great weapon." Chen Zheng turned around, "Magnolia blooms beautifully, attracting attention, and the pine and bamboo lurking in the dark have a good chance to recharge their energy, and when it dies, it will turn defeat into victory."

Chen Yuan remained silent.

"where are you from."

"Dongjiang Port Entertainment Bureau, passing by here, come in and stay overnight."

"It's a strange thing." Chen Zheng's tone was thought-provoking, "You have a lot of drinking parties, and you pass by a lot, but you just stayed overnight."

Everyone has their own ghosts, and no one pierces the window paper.

"Have you been to the guest room?"

"Are there any guests at home?" He was serious, "I didn't hear Uncle Zhang mention it."

Chen Zheng pointed out, "Shen Zhen is in the guest room, and she will stay for a while."

Thunder and lightning flashed outside the window, and white light came and went one after another. Chen Yuan stood at the junction of darkness and light, not responding.

"The second child told me that according to the plan of the board of directors, you should supervise the Hebin project in another city."

He said frankly, "It's been rescheduled."

"What's the reason?"

The fireplace in the room was burning brightly, the heat was blazing, and Chen Yuan was sweating slightly, "My second brother is going to resume my position as a director. The two forces on the board of directors are in a tug-of-war."

Chen Zheng examined him, "I want a real reason."

Chen Yuan fell silent.

Chen Zheng burst out laughing, "At a high-spirited age, being reckless and impulsive is not a fault, it's a flesh and blood nature. I used to be full-blooded and loved you, Aunt He. Shopping malls need fighters who don't have emotions, but it's a good thing to value love and righteousness. You If you can weigh the shopping malls and the love scene, I won't interfere with you."

Back then, when Chen Zheng attacked Qiao Hanrun, he did it by courtesy first and then by surprise.

As a result, Chen Yuan was caught off guard, unable to catch the slightest clue, and even had no chance to expose Chen Ling for help.

A look of uneasiness flashed across his eyes, "I was just passing by, you misunderstood me."

"Emotions, marriage, are your own business. I suppressed you too much before." Chen Zheng was still calm, "I promise not to interfere with your choice in the future."

Chen Yuan stared at him for a long time, "Then can father let Shen Zhen go? No matter what situation the Chen family faces, they will not use her or hurt her."

"I controlled her in Chen's house to pave the way for you." Chen Zheng smiled inscrutablely, "You have a good rest."

***

The next morning, Chen Yuan made a phone call in the corridor of the west courtyard,

The wooden fence gate in the back garden was pushed open, and a man stood against the sun with a strange expression, "Brother."

Chen Yuan turned around, Chen Chongzhou was refreshed, wearing pure blue plain pajamas, short hair was neat and fluffy, warm under the light, not as mature and stylish as before.

"Second, you are in good spirits."

"Brother's spirit is better." He approached, "Retreating from the muddy water of Fucheng must be full of spring breeze."

Chen Yuan hung up and put the phone back into his trousers pocket, "Come here to say hello?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, "Is the elder brother here to supervise?"

"Mother's temper is cloudy and cloudy, and I'm worried that she will provoke you to be paranoid."

He didn't take it seriously, "Aunt Jiang is an elder, she should teach me a lesson."

Hearing this, Chen Yuan raised his chin, indicating that Jiang Rong was in the square hall.

Chen Chongzhou walked four or five meters, stopped again, and turned his back to Chen Yuan, "Isn't it superfluous to send the lantern in the rain?"

Chen Yuan straightened his shirt collar, "It depends on her, not on you."

He laughed, "Brother is bound to win."

"Fair competition." Chen Yuan bypassed him, "She doesn't belong to any man at the moment."

As they rubbed shoulders, Chen Chongzhou was calm, "Is the plot behind the scenes following the principle of fair competition?"

Chen Yuan's expression was impeccable, "It's because your own party members are too stupid, they are all as smart as you, who can plot against them."

After he finished speaking, he kicked open the screen leading to the south courtyard and walked away.

On the other side, the servant went to the guest room to ask Shen Zhen to go downstairs for dinner. The moment he turned the corner, the bodyguard happened to be reporting to Chen Zheng, "At ten o'clock last night, a thief climbed up to the second floor of the South Courtyard and fought us."

Panicked, she stumbled and the servant hurriedly supported her, "Miss Shen—"

She smiled awkwardly, "The soles of the shoes are thick, I am not used to them."

"Shall I find another pair of slippers that fit your feet?"

Shen Zhen waved her hand, "Don't bother, just get used to it." She slid along the wall, trying to make herself inconspicuous.

Chen Yuan sat on the leather chair, held back his laughter, pretending to be surprised, "Shen Zhen lives on the second floor."

As soon as she sat down, her buttocks seemed to be on fire, and her whole body bounced up, "I'm too sleepy, I don't know."

Knowing that she was timid, but she was so guilty, wishing she had to pretend to be self-inflicted, Chen Yuan endured hard work, raised his hand to light a cigarette, the metal lighter was half a palm wide, just covering the lower part of his face.

But the smile in the pupils still couldn't hide.

Chen Zheng sipped his tea, "Do you remember the gangster's appearance?"

"The sky was dark and the rain was heavy. That man's strength was ferocious, and his moves were vigorous, like a practitioner."

"Nonsense." Chen Yuan brushed off the dust floating on his knees nonchalantly, "If you didn't catch it, you didn't catch it. Father didn't blame you. You're just a thief, have you ever practiced kung fu?"

The bodyguard unbuttoned the button, revealing the bruise on his neck, "My lord, that man—"

"Maybe that man's drunkenness doesn't mean drinking." Chen Chongzhou appeared in the stairwell, "With his skill, you are indeed no match. If I go out personally, I might be able to take him down." His eyes rolled, and he fell slowly. On Chen Yuan's face, "What do you think, brother?"

Chen Zheng glanced at him, "You got up very late."

Chen Chongzhou walked to the dining room, "I went to the West Courtyard to greet Aunt Jiang, and I missed having morning tea with my father."

The nurse removed the refreshments and served the main meal.

The Chen family's meal was very sumptuous, and because of Shen Zhen's presence, more than ten kinds of western dishes were added to the breakfast, but she was restrained and only ate the few dishes at hand.

Chen Zheng took the tableware from Sister Fen, "Chen Yuan, you are 36, and you are the only unmarried second-generation child. You can tell me what you think."

Chen Yuan peeled the egg whites, "Third Uncle is 40 years old, please hurry him up."

"If I can remind you, will I not?" Chen Zheng was annoyed, "Chen Ling has an idea, who can control him in the Chen family? I am your father, so of course I will control you."

Jiang Rong scooped up a spoonful of porridge, "Chen Yuan and Wan Xixi have just broken off their engagement, and they are immediately looking for a new partner to marry. This is really embarrassing for the Wan family. It seems that the Chen family didn't appreciate the Wan family's background."

"The He family is prominent. Now that the second eldest is succeeding to the throne, as long as the marriage is done, it doesn't matter whether the eldest is married or not. The most important thing is to have a family and have children. He chooses his wife himself, and I will not force him."

Chen Chongzhou had a premonition that something was wrong, so he put his chopsticks aside.

He originally planned to sever ties with Shi Lie at the dinner table, but before he thought about it, Chen Zheng blocked his intention first.

"Father." He looked calm and calm, "I have carefully considered, the He family—"

"Since you are cautious, you must also understand the value of He Pengkun." Chen Zheng stopped him, "The person in charge of the group, when it comes to choosing a spouse and selecting partners, mainly focuses on the value of the other party, and personal preferences come last."

Chen Chongzhou lowered his eyes, and the white jade chopstick rest in front of him reflected his expression at this moment, dignified and gloomy.

Jiang Rong looked at Chen Zheng, "Let Chen Yuan decide? He likes women from small families. Do you allow him to marry too?"

"Otherwise?" He had a grumpy attitude, "Is it Chen Ling's age? Chen Ling is in an official career, and if he dies in the front line one day, the province will assign his subordinates to carry out his funeral. Chen Yuan will not marry. From now on, he will be single and his second child will Will he die in old age?"

This inexplicable sentence made Shen Zhen laugh, she buried her head in the bowl to block her gaffe.

Jiang Rong reminded him, "The servant's mouth is mixed, in case it reaches Chen Ling's ears."

"Chen Ling himself often said it." Chen Zheng took a sip of soy milk, "He was born and died, and he has long been indifferent to cause and effect, and he doesn't shy away from it."

"He said he was being humble, but you said he was plotting against others..."

"Third Master! Aren't you on a business trip?" A servant's voice suddenly sounded from the entrance, "It's Third Master!"

Chen Zheng was stunned, "Say Cao Cao, and Cao Cao will be there."