After rebirth, he became my Bai Yueguang

After closing the car door, Jiang Xu looked at Song Wanhe beside him.

Song Wanhe's face was solemn, with guilt for Jiang Xu in his eyes: "I am the one who dragged you down."

Jiang Xu hummed, "It's good to know. I'll pay it back later."

His words instantly broke the slightly sensational atmosphere. Song Wanhe curled his lips slightly and responded casually: "Yes, yes, yes."

When the two returned to the place, Song's father had been thrown from the chair to the ground, his hands and feet were still tightly tied, and his face was miserable.

His face was bruised, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and the wound on his neck was still bleeding.

There was a pool of brightly colored blood on the ground near him.

Seeing the two of them turning back, Song's father immediately twisted his body in this direction, shouting like crying and laughing: "Wanhe, you came back to save me! I knew that you are my son and will not be left behind easily. I don’t care!”

Before he could move to the two of them, a foot stepped on his back.

Jiang Xu's eyes slowly moved up from Song's father on the ground to the foot.

Gu Mingxuan was obviously a little surprised by the two people's return, but he was more proud. He smiled and said, "It seems that Jiang has always thought about it."

"Yes."

"Dr. Song, have you thought about this?"

To be sure, Gu Mingxuan looked at Song Wanhe who was silent on the other side and asked again.

At that time, Jiang Xu had already taken out the phone.

This time, Song Wan and Quan listened to Jiang Xu's call and did not stop him.

Jiang Xu's face was calm, and he began to communicate with Gu Mingxuan in front of him, detailing everything.

Finally he hung up the phone, and Gu Mingxuan smiled slightly, raised his feet, and let Song's father move towards them.

Song Wanhe asked without looking at the person on the ground, "Let my mother go."

Gu Mingxuan took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. Amid the smoke, Song Wanhe couldn't see his expression clearly. He could only hear him saying quietly: "You have to follow rules when doing business. When will I talk to Mr. Zhao?" The cooperation is completely natural, and it’s not too late to bring it up again.”

Realizing that Song Wanhe's expression was wrong, Gu Mingxuan comforted him and said, "Doctor Song, don't worry. I, Gu Mingxuan, have always been honest and will not do anything to Mrs. Song. I will naturally ensure that she eats well and drinks well, just like at home."

Gu Mingxuan refused to let go, and it would be useless no matter how anxious Song Wanhe was.

Song Wanhe glanced at Song's father, who grinned and looked like he was going to survive.

Song Wanhe's eyes turned cold and he turned to leave.

"Axu, I'll leave him to you."

He dropped this sentence.

Now that Song Wanhe has said this, the life and death of this so-called father is no longer important to him.

Jiang Xu sent someone to place Song's father in place and drove Li Yue back to the city center.

Before he even had time to take a breath, the board of directors had heard the news and summoned him immediately.

In the luxuriously furnished office, there was suddenly a loud sound of porcelain hitting and breaking.

At the same time, Director Jiang slammed the table and stood up suddenly: "Absurd!"

He looked at Jiang Xu opposite him, pointing at him with anger and trembling: "I leave this matter to you, and this is how you handle it?"

Seeing Jiang Xu was silent, he patted the table again and again, so loudly that people outside couldn't help but look over through the glass, "Jiang Xu, is this what you are considering? Not only did you give up on the upcoming project, but also Hand it over in person?"

"Do you know what the board of directors said? Let me suspend you! If I hadn't overcome all the difficulties today, you might have been drowned in their saliva by now!"

"In that case, I should thank Director Jiang."

Jiang Xu was half-leaning against the wall, her expression always casual and distant.

He didn't know what he was thinking of, and he raised his lips coldly and said: "In this case, it would be better for Director Jiang to comply with the public opinion and suspend me from my post, rather than waste more words with those people."

Director Jiang didn't expect that he would say such words. The scolding came to his lips, but he was stuck.

Director Jiang let out a heavy breath and tried to make up for what he had just said: "Jiang Xu, as a young man, you will inevitably act recklessly and impulsively. This is understandable, but you should discuss it with the board of directors at least."

After a pause, Director Jiang moved out the last reinforcements: "Your mother asked you to follow me into the company just to train you. She will be disappointed if she knows that the company is in such trouble now."

The implication was to ask Jiang Xu to listen to him obediently and not to make decisions on his own.

Jiang Xu's expression gradually turned cold.

As he grew older, his mother became more and more controlling.

The man in front of him who he should call his father has been on the same side as his mother since he was born.

He could never escape the shackles of being an "obedient son" in his life.

His father suppressed his edge everywhere in the company and tried to smooth his edges in various ways. He only wanted him to be outstanding but always under control.

His mother almost tried to take over his daily life at home and make him an obedient and good boy.

This kind of suppression has shrouded Jiang Xu's world for 27 years.

Jiang Xu pursed her lips, obviously losing her patience in the face of Director Jiang's endless preaching.

The person behind him was still saying something, but he turned a deaf ear and just opened the office door and walked out.

It was already a gloomy night outside, just like Jiang Xu's mood at this time.

He stood on the rooftop of the top floor, looking at the bright starry sky in front of him, and his mind suddenly recalled that night on the observation deck uncontrollably.

The woman behind him said her wish piously: "I hope Jiang Xu can be happy every day in the future."

Jiang Xu thought about it carefully, and finally found to his regret that happiness did not seem to be the majority in his life.

Or, almost nothing.

In the eyes of everyone, he has always been that "other people's child".

I have been polite and modest since I was a child, and respected my teachers. My parents never had to worry about my studies. No matter what I studied, I could quickly master it.

He has been receiving the envious looks of others.

But no one knows how he survived so many sleepless nights.

Jiang Xu lowered her eyes slightly, suppressing the dull emotions surging in her heart.

And when he felt that his life was in despair, Li Yue broke into his world.

All the beautiful colors she carried were something he had never seen before.

He always knew that he was not worthy of Li Yue.

But she is so beautiful and dazzling that people can't help but get close to her and want to have her.

He suddenly recalled that day, Li's father and Li's mother looked at him on the hospital bed with worried and distressed eyes.

That kind of pure worry... it was the first time he had ever felt it.

Jiang Xu accidentally took out a cigarette from his pocket and was about to light it when he remembered that Li Yue didn't like the taste.

Jiang Xu's movements paused. He stood there for a long time, watching the cigarettes on his fingertips light up.

The night wind blew by, blowing straight away a long piece of soot.

After a long time, Jiang Xu made a call.

"It's time to let the group of people we retained last time take effect."

In the silent night, Jiang Xu's figure was tall and straight, with a casual posture, but with a somewhat intimidating coldness.

After the cigarette in his hand burned out, Jiang Xu cut off the phone, put away the gloom between his eyebrows, and walked back.