Bait

Yang Ji was stunned, "What do you mean, He Peiyu is setting things up?" She pondered for a while, "That day she scolded the second young master in the ward.

Chen Yuan shook his teacup, "Where did you know that?"

"The nurse in the VIP delivery room is Anqiao's friend. She regrets betraying you, so she is very careful about the situation that is beneficial to you."

He Peiyu's pregnancy was strenuous, and the birth was fatal. She stepped into the gate of hell and fought back a stillbirth.

Her hysterical reaction, at first glance, seemed reasonable.

Think carefully, something is wrong.

The timing was too coincidental, just in time for the second child to collapse.

"How long has He Peiyu been born?"

"From the rupture of the amniotic fluid to the end of the normal delivery, it took 16 hours."

Chen Yuan raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Natural delivery?"

Yang Ji nodded, "She insisted on giving birth on her own and refused to have a caesarean section. Later, she couldn't give birth. The doctor who performed the surgery was worried that she would kill two people, so it was too late. He Peiyu is an elderly woman, and the risk of a normal delivery is extremely high."

She was also puzzled, "The hospital notified the family members in time, but the second son is in a meeting, and he is used to turning off the phone during the meeting."

"I haven't turned it on for 16 hours." Chen Yuan put down his teacup, "What kind of meeting is it?"

"He Peiyu suddenly showed signs of premature labor in the early morning. For some unknown reason, the nanny did not send her to the hospital, and she did not contact the second son. It was already the next morning when she arrived at the hospital." Yang Ji realized that there was a deep mystery, "Could it be that He Peiyu took the risk and deliberately abandoned her?" Daughter, achieve a certain purpose?"

"I've seen her pregnancy test report on women and children. Her age and physique are not suitable for pregnancy. In addition, the pregnancy fluctuates too much, and the child is likely to be unhealthy." He lit a cigarette and looked thoughtful, "He Peiyu Are you arguing with the second child in front of the nurse?"

Yang Ji laughed again, "The nurse heard He Peiyu crying and passed by the door on the pretext of changing her medicine. She was so fierce that she didn't even recognize the second son."

"She may know that the partition has ears." Chen Yuan said indifferently, "He Peiyu almost had a miscarriage in the old house. Her father didn't investigate further, but he also suspected that someone did it without authorization. If the mother's body was poisoned and the fetus died in the womb, who would be most suspected."

Yang Ji turned pale with shock, "Madame Jiang Rong!"

The eldest room was jealous of the second room's favor, and secretly plotted against him.

One hundred people from the outside world believe it.

The struggle of women in the upper class and the game with men in the mall are the same way.

If you don't fight, you will have ghosts.

Fighting to the death is very common.

This kind of wealthy scandal fermented and could not be suppressed at all.

In order to protect the reputation of the Chen family, Chen Zheng must deal with Jiang Rong.

And if Chen Yuan wants to protect himself, he can only put aside the ties, and can't come forward to stop him.

It is disgraceful for the main family to fall, and the name of the eldest son of the direct line is not worthy of the name.

Chen Zheng would naturally reconsider which one to sacrifice and which one to preserve.

He tapped his knuckles on the edge of the ashtray, and there was a crisp sound, which reverberated very strangely, "Do you still think He Peiyu is stupid?"

"I have been sending people to monitor closely, except for Xue Yan who bribed the cleaners to pass the news inside, the second young master has no way to get in touch with the outside." She was puzzled, "Are you overestimating He Peiyu, she has such a brain, she will fall behind Is it the end of being kicked out?"

"She has no brains about the overall situation, and she is very good at intrigue." Chen Yuan drank his tea, "He Peiyu and her mother have been fighting for status for 40 years. Don't hold back. Pulling the mother into the water, diverting the gunfire, and giving the second child room to maneuver, she made a good move."

Yang Ji cautiously asked, "Did Madam really do it..."

He had a cigarette in his mouth, and the smog covered his eyebrows and eyes, making him more hazy and weirder, "Maybe it is."

She took a deep breath, "That's okay. Even if He Peiyu's diet is mixed with drugs, and the old house is full of people, the bureau dare not make a rash conclusion. The evidence needed to accuse a wealthy lady is more complicated than that of ordinary people Much harder."

The man exhales smoke, somewhat absent-mindedly.

"Second Young Master over there—"

He sneered, "If found innocent, he will be released on the spot."

What did Yang Ji think of, "The inspection team is examining Xiao Hui and Jin Gui. Xiao Hui admits to being wronged, but Jin Gui still can't pry his mouth away. We took care of his family and instructed him to bite the second son to death. Jin Gui is also The elder of Fucheng, he and Xiao Hui have contradictory confessions, the Audit Bureau will not easily close the case, and the second son will not be able to clean up."

Chen Yuan looked at her, "Isn't the case closed?"

She frowned, "Case closed?"

He calmly pinched his cigarette, "There are priorities in the legal field, attempted homicide or economic crime, which case is more important."

Yang Ji replied, "The former is more important."

Chen Yuan held up the white porcelain bottle, faced the sunlight coming in from the window, and observed it with great interest, "He Peiyu guessed that the Audit Bureau would give way to the special case team. Since he made way, it proves that the higher authorities intend to let him go. It’s useless. At that time, the only person who could get him out was the third uncle. He Peiyu was indeed taking risks, and he was indeed seeking to win in danger. Once the second child walked out of the Chang’an District Bureau, it was logical to get rid of the inspection team.”

"Then we must keep the Second Young Master and don't let him go out."

Chen Yuan's gaze was a long sword, inserted from the top of the porcelain bottle into the tail of the porcelain bottle, and the dark inner wall of the bottle swallowed him.

It was as if the boundless ocean swallowed up a boat.

"Whether you can keep him or not depends on whether your father is ruthless or not."

Yang Ji also stared at the porcelain vase, "Second Young Master only destroyed Xiao Hui and Jin Gui, and did not drag down the old chairman. He is safe, and there is no need for the Chen family to kill them all."

Chen Yuan's expression remained calm, "What will happen if he is forced to restless?"

"The old chairman must no longer care about love, and bring down the second son first."

Scattered lines of laughter emerged from the corners of his eyes, "It's a big scene of father and son fighting each other, just fan the flames behind the scenes, why bother to be exposed in front of the stage and dirty my hands."

The servants were coming and going in and out of the restaurant. Yang Ji lowered her voice, "Perhaps the second son was directly in the hands of He Peiyu. She reported him under house arrest, which was a crime of illegal detention. He Peiyu personally identified it. How can I reverse the confession?"

Chen Yuan got up and walked to the terrace, "Normal people can't reverse the confession. If she admits that she has postpartum depression and emotional disorders, and treats the overprotection of her second child as a prison, it is a misunderstanding, and the case can be dismissed 100%."

Yang Ji was taken aback, she really didn't feel any pain, and she couldn't be accused of a crime.

"You are too shallow to play with He Peiyu." In the southwest of the sky, several white pigeons flew and melted into the snow.

She didn't take it seriously, "No matter how clever the second son is, he will eventually lose to your strategizing."

Suddenly there were rustling footsteps upstairs, and Yang Ji glanced at her, "What capacity do you intend to place Miss Qiao in?"

Chen Yuan turned his back to her and said nothing.

Qiao Hanrun stopped in the living room, and Yang Ji walked up to her, "Aren't you jet lagged? Mr. Chen went to America that time, and came back in a daze for two days."

She smiled, "I have been back to China for more than a month."

"Oh?" Yang Ji was surprised, "You can really hold your breath."

Qiao Hanrun passed over her head, and fixed on Chen Yuan's back, "At first, I only wished to be closer to him. Even if we meet across the crowd, I am satisfied. I can support myself by playing the piano in Huaxi Palace."

"Is it an accident that you met Mr. Chen in the box?"

Chen Yuan tilted his head, his eyes flicked over the swaying window screen.

Qiao Hanrun didn't change his face, "It was an accident. But when he appeared, I couldn't restrain myself anymore."

Yang Ji examined her, but said nothing.

Chen Yuan turned sideways and went straight to her, "Are you hungry?"

Her eyes were dazed, like a woman immersed in a dream, unwilling to wake up, "I haven't had dinner with you for a long time."

He touched her hand soothingly, "It's all over."

"I know." Qiao Hanrun held him back the moment he pulled away, "You are not the helpless Chen Yuan, so I have never blamed you or hated you. You will have the ability to care for me in the future, more than Everything matters."

Chen Yuan's face stiffened for a moment, then calmed down again.

She sat at the dining table with him on his arm, looking at a table of dishes.

He forked a piece of bacon covered in syrup and placed it on the plate beside her. Qiao Han's eyes were red with mixed feelings, "You still remember that I love sweet bacon."

The servant brought out a cup of soup from the kitchen, and graciously echoed, "Sir, get up at five o'clock and order me to smoke the sweet meat, so I knew to prepare it for Miss Qiao. You are the treasure that you lost and found again."

She burst into laughter immediately, "It's him who misses the old days."

Chen Yuan spread a square towel between his knees, cut fried eggs, and seemed to have no intention of asking, "How have you lived in England all these years?"

She smiled subconsciously, "I helped a British couple manage a flower shop under London Bridge."

He stared at her, "Are you alone?"

Qiao Hanrun was taken aback for a moment, avoiding his gaze, "It's a person."

Chen Yuan lowered his eyes calmly, "Where do you live?"

She squeezed the spoon tightly, "I live in the attic of the flower shop..."

In fact, before Huaxi Palace appeared on the stage, Xue Yan accompanied her to presuppose countless times, and how to answer the questions that Chen Yuan might raise was the most impeccable, and almost none of them were missed.

When this scene actually happened, Qiao Hanrun was still trembling nervously.

Chen Yuan chewed the egg white expressionlessly, and was silent for a moment, "Why didn't you contact me."

With a trace of suspicion and resentment.

Qiao Hanrun's heart ached, "Chen Yuan, I contacted..."

She didn't lie, nine years ago at midnight, the passenger ship YL docked, and she was stuffed in a large container. By coincidence, the cargo ship YD on the same route was delayed due to high tide in the sea area, and it just docked 5 minutes ago.

Two ships collided at the West Wharf, passengers on the deck fell into the sea one after another, and the scene was chaotic.

The freighter's container rolled onto the passenger ship while being pushed, and in a panic, the black dog picked up the same blue box and evacuated.

In that box was a leopard skin hunted by smugglers. The weight was similar, so the black dog didn't open the box to check.

Qiao Hanrun escaped by luck.

At dawn the next day, the streets and alleys of London changed.

A group of horse boys headed by Heigou spread their nets all over the world, colluding with local gray forces to capture her whereabouts.

She hides in the bustling Thames River.

The most dangerous place is also the safest place.

Qiao Hanrun won the bet.

The black dog did not come again, it was Chen Chongzhou's salvation.

In her first winter in London, beside the white tram leading to the suburbs, she found the only foreign phone booth in the city.

On that day, Chen Chongzhou still descended before her eyes.

He looked down at her condescendingly without saying a word.

Qiao Hanrun threw away the phone card by herself, and since then, she has completely disappeared in Chen Yuan's world.

When all colleagues in the business world, including Changfang, completely ignored Chen Chongzhou, Qiao Hanrun knew that he was a more terrifying master than Chen Zheng.

Chen Chongzhou, who was 23 years old at the time, set up formations, clothed pieces, and tried his best in the chess game that the Chen family could not control.

"I tried to contact China, but the black dog found me right away." Qiao Hanrun couldn't confess the truth, so he bit the bullet and lied, "The owner of the flower shop didn't want to cause trouble, and he warned me repeatedly that he finally had a shelter from the wind and rain. I also resigned."

After Yang Ji packed up the documents in the study, she went downstairs to report on business. Chen Yuan stopped the conversation and listened intently.

At this moment, Qiao Hanrun felt that behind his calm face was a turbulent undercurrent, but the feelings of pity and guilt overcame reason and suspicion, and it was never pierced.

The atmosphere last night was too perfect. Her scars, embarrassment, and pain took root in his mind. As long as he faced her, Chen Yuan couldn't help feeling distressed and regretful.

This kind of affection tortures human nature more than pure love and hatred. It wraps around him like sharp thorns. When he struggles, his body is covered with blood. He is bound by old feelings and moral shackles, making him unable to escape.

After Yang Ji reported the project, Chen Yuan also finished his meal. She walked behind him respectfully, "Liang Zewen invites you to attend the Changshi Group's annual meeting tomorrow night."

He's wearing a tie, lightly.

"Chen Dong—" Yang Ji hesitated to speak, "The invitation card indicates that the man is accompanied by a female companion."

Chen Yuan stopped, "Chang Shi's request?"

"Yes." She was also confused, "I don't understand Liang Zewen's intention."

Qiao Hanrun came over at this time and extended his hand to take over from him, "In Hong Kong, every morning I would tie your tie, choose a suit and leather shoes for you." She smiled softly, "You like deep plain colors, I like bright red and yellow , you pamper me very much, the tie is always these two colors, and occasionally it doesn't match the clothes, and you let me go."

She tied it slowly, as if waiting for his answer.

Yang Ji shuttled back and forth between them, sensed Chen Yuan's attitude, and took the initiative to make a rescue, "Yuan Sha from the public relations department of Shenghe Group has a good drinker, why don't she accompany you there and have a social toast."

Qiao Han pursed his lips, his face turned pale a little bit.

After a while, Chen Yuan said, "Drink some champagne, can you bear it?"

Her eyes sparkled, "Yes."

He motioned to Yang Ji, "Bring Ms. Qiao a custom-made dress this afternoon."

"Yes."

Yang Ji stepped back without making a sound, leaned outside the porch, edited a text message, and then deleted it.