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Chapter 189: Uncle Qiao vs. Senior Brother, Stupid Fool

Qiao Aiyun stared at the message, stunned for a long time. Then she scrolled down again and saw more messages.

[I’m serious.]

[I’ll treat you well in the future.]

[I will learn things I don’t know. If you don’t like something, I’ll change it if you tell me.]

…

He sent more than 10 messages.

She frowned slightly.

Did he drink too much? Or was his phone stolen?

This isn’t his style at all.

She frowned and replied. [Is it really you?]

Yan Wangchuan was sitting on the hotel sofa with his arms crossed. His expression was serious as he stared at his phone with the volume turned to maximum. His dark eyes stared at the phone without blinking, afraid that he would miss a call or message.

He hadn’t expected the message he was waiting for to be this.

He narrowed his eyes and replied. [I’m Yan Wangchuan.]

Qiao Aiyun: [Did you drink too much?]

Yan Wangchuan took a few deep breaths. [No.]

Then there was no more conversation…

This made Yan Wangchuan feel a little defeated.

He had consulted a lot of people regarding this matter and had even looked up a lot of information online.

Many people said that they would prepare flowers or gifts to tell her in person. But in this situation, if the other party didn’t like you or rejected you in person, everyone would be very awkward. If it was serious, it was possible that they wouldn’t even be friends in the future.

Yan Wangchuan directly rejected this idea.

The latter method was to use a tactful way to sound her out.

He had also asked Fu Chen about this.

Fu Chen said, “Given the current relationship between you two, it’s not safe to make things clear directly. Be more tactful and let her consider it. Don’t push her too hard, and give both sides a way out. Give her some space and let her understand that you’re waiting for her.”

What Fu Chen meant was for him to say it in person and express himself with some flair. He didn’t know that Yan Wangchuan’s so-called tact was actually sending messages.

***

After sending the message, Qiao Aiyun put on her clothes and ran downstairs.

She thought that with Qiao Wangbei’s temper, he would definitely throw away Song Jingren’s clothes. But she didn’t expect him to rush to the Song Group and beat Song Jingren up.

She didn’t know how it was going now.

By the time she rushed downstairs, the first floor was brightly lit, and there was the sound of cooking in the kitchen.

She quickly walked over. Qiao Wangbei was cutting vegetables with his head lowered. When he saw her out of the corner of his eye, he even smiled. “I was about to go upstairs to call you. Get ready to eat. I made some dough drop and vegetable soup and will just have to stir-fry some vegetables.”

“Big Brother, you went to find Song Jingren?” Qiao Aiyun looked hesitant.

“I just returned the things to him,” Qiao Wangbei said nonchalantly. “I also chatted with him in passing.”

Qiao Aiyun took a deep breath.

“Why? Did he complain to you?” He swung the kitchen knife in his hand.

“No.”

“Don’t tell me you’re still worried about him?” Qiao Wangbei raised his eyebrows.

“Of course not. I’ve long seen through many matters that happened previously. His life, death, wealth, and honor have nothing to do with me. I’m just worried that since you rushed over and beat him up, he’ll cause you trouble again. I’m afraid you’ll get sued.”

“He doesn’t have time to bother with me. He’s busy.” Qiao Wangbei smiled.

Qiao Aiyun walked over and helped him pick the vegetables. “What do you mean?”

“When the three people who came to the house to cause trouble this morning were at the police station, didn’t we leave a number with each other? I called them and said that Song Jingren used them as a tool and deliberately got them to come and ask about the manor.”

Qiao Aiyun was stunned. Her fingers exerted force, and the vegetable was snapped in half.

“Those scumbags didn’t get any benefits from us, so they’ll definitely extort Song Jingren.

“How would they know about the Song Group’s current situation? Anyway, in their hearts, Song Jingren is a rich man and also their relative. They’ll just make a scene.

“Those people are all unreasonable and shameless. They’re not afraid of losing face, but the Song Group can’t take any more trouble. In order to pacify them, even if Song Jingren is unwilling, he’ll have to borrow money to get rid of them.”

In Qiao Aiyun’s heart, her brother had always been outspoken and straightforward. Ever since the divorce incident, when he had taken decisive action in a complex situation, she finally realized that Qiao Wangbei also knew how to scheme.

This time, it was even more so.

He even knows how to play dirty?

“The Song Group isn’t at the stage where it needs to borrow money yet, right?” Qiao Aiyun thought of the last time she had seen him. He was clearly still driving a luxury car and wearing a name brand watch.

“Bullshit. He was just pretending to be well-off. I went to the Song Group today. More than half of the employees have run away, and the rest are staying for their pay.

“No bank in all of Yuncheng is willing to lend them money. If this continues, they’ll starve.

“He’s just holding on desperately. If he loses even this bit of face, ha…” Qiao Wangbei shook his head.

Qiao Aiyun chuckled gently.?What does this have to do with me anyway?

“By the way, Aiyun, Aunt Yan came over today. What did she say to you in private?” Qiao Wangbei raised his eyebrows.

“We just chatted casually.” She lowered her head and continued cleaning the vegetables.

“What do you think of Senior Brother?”

Upon hearing this, Qiao Aiyun felt a headache coming on. “Big Brother, I just got divorced, and I still have a lot of things to deal with, so let’s not talk about this.”

“So what if you just got divorced? I didn’t ask you two to get married immediately.”

“I’m not a young lady in my teens anymore. I’ve been married, and I even have a child. I have to take Wanwan into account too. I know that Senior Brother treats me well, but my current situation… will only burden him.”

“You’ve already been a burden for more than twenty years.” Qiao Wangbei snorted lightly.

Qiao Aiyun blushed.

“I’m telling you the truth. Senior Brother is stubborn and has a one-track mind. He’s extremely obstinate. If you don’t want him, he’ll end up entering a nursing home in his later years.”

Qiao Aiyun lowered her head and kept quiet.

“I’m also worried to death watching him. I’ve never seen someone so slow-witted. He’s done everything, yet he’s still short of confessing to you? What does he mean by leaving it hanging in midair, half-dead?”

“He did say it,” Qiao Aiyun whispered.

“He said it? When? Why don’t I know?”

“He sent messages.”

Bang!?Qiao Wangbei suddenly slammed the kitchen knife on the chopping board.

What era is this? Texting? Is he even sincere?

I’ll have to have a chat with him later.

***

Meanwhile, at the Song Group…

Song Jingren had finally managed to collect 100,000 yuan and hand it to his third uncle to barely make them leave. He had just been beaten up by Qiao Wangbei, so his whole body hurt. When his relatives had come to cause trouble, it drove him crazy.

But he was still within the company. Even though he was furious, he didn’t dare vent it. It made his brain ache.

He had initially planned to let these poor relatives go and cause trouble while he took the opportunity to be a hero and save the beauty. After so many years, he knew that Qiao Aiyun was soft-hearted and had a lot of considerations. She might be touched, and there would still be room for reconciliation between the two of them.

Even though the Song Group was already on the verge of collapsing, since the Qiao family had relations with the Jing family, it would be too easy to make a comeback.

Alas, plans couldn’t keep up with changes, and Yan Wangchuan was one step ahead of him.

“Damn it!” Song Jingren thought of his scheme that someone else had snatched away before him, and he was so annoyed that he nearly vomited blood.

“President Song.” Secretary Zhang opened the door and entered. He had gone to help when Song Jingren had been struggling with his relatives just now, and there were still a few bloody traces on his face now.

“How was it? Did you find out?” Song Jingren reached out to pull at his messy hair.

“Yes, Miss took a plane overseas on the 31st. The return flight will arrive in Yuncheng on the night of the 2nd.”

“Okay.” Since Qiao Aiyun was useless, he could only seek help from Song Fengwan. The Qiao family doted on her a lot. If she stood on his side, everything could still turn around.

“According to the airline’s staff, one of the men traveling with her was holding a Buddhist prayer bead bracelet… According to the description of his figure, he’s probably the third master of the Fu family.”

Song Jingren’s fingers, which were tugging at his hair, paused slightly. “Fu Chen treats her so well?”

If they didn’t have a good relationship, who would bring a wholly unrelated child overseas with them?

“I’m not too sure. Miss stayed at Third Master Fu’s house for a long time, so they probably have a good relationship.”

Song Jingren clenched his fists and pounded the table fiercely.

He had been wondering why Fu Chen suddenly targeted him. He had thought that the Fu family was still blaming Jiang Fengya for plotting against Fu Yuxiu. In the end, Song Fengwan was the cause.

Damn it!

To think I pinned all my hopes on Jiang Fengya.

If not for her, I wouldn’t have ended up in such a plight.?The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

“Do you know the specific flight information?”

“Yes, the plane tickets were booked a few days ago. I already got someone to check the information.”

…

Song Fengwan was now his last straw of hope.

***

On the other side…

Yan Wangchuan had dinner with his mother before taking her back to her room to rest. He then returned to his room to continue being depressed.

He was still annoyed.?Why didn’t Aiyun reply to my messages? Is this a form of rejection?

At this moment, the doorbell rang. He looked through the peephole. It was Qiao Wangbei.?Why is he here so late at night?

The moment the door opened, he lunged at him with a knife…

“Yan Wangchuan, you sent messages to confess? You stupid fool, have your brains been squashed by a door? You’re really a stone in a cesspit. You’re stinky and tough! You’re simply hopeless…”

Yan Wangchuan raised an eyebrow, waved his hand, and pushed him out directly.

Bang!?The door closed.

Qiao Wangbei was dumbfounded.

He knocked on the door. “If you really want to be with Aiyun, talk to me.”

Only then did Yan Wangchuan open the door. “If you continue being rude, I’ll throw you out.”

Qiao Wangbei tightened his grip on the carving knife in his hand..?He can still put on the airs of a senior brother at a time like this? Impressive.