The wealthy man who got married in a flash marriage can’t hide his wife’s vest anymore

"Are you still angry with Old Jin?"

While playing chess that day, old man Zhu Jianghao asked with a smile.

Qing Li smiled and said, "How could that be? I'm no longer angry."

The incident that was exposed online actually had nothing to do with Mr. Jin. It was Xia Jinxuan who was behind it.

Now that Xia Jinxuan and her parents have lost the possibility of developing in the cultural circle of Beijing, they can no longer continue to make trouble after returning to their hometown.

Everyone has different thoughts. For example, Mr. Zhu Jianghao has an easy-going personality and has no airs of a national player. He can play chess with strangers on an electronic chess board in the public lounge area of ​​the building.

It wouldn't work if it were Mr. Jin. He has a strong sense of superiority, which comes from his own abilities and past contributions to the country.

Of course, this has a lot to do with the fact that there has not been a top player of Chinese Go in so many years.

Today, Chinese Go is like men's football in the international arena. No one takes it seriously and everyone talks about it with sarcasm and ridicule.

Perhaps for this reason, Mr. Jin always believed that they were the strongest generation. Although it was a pity that the new generation could not push the old generation forward, his sense of superiority became stronger and stronger.

This is why we have the current mentality that young people don’t work hard and are very different from what they were back then.

This caused him to be jealous and look down on the young people of today.

Old man Zhu Jianghao also felt regretful and helpless. He did try hard to teach newcomers in Tianyuanhui. Several of the current A-generation people in Tianyuanhui were trained by him.

It’s a pity that although the old man himself is extremely talented, he is really not very good at teaching people. He gets angry when he teaches, so he just teaches a group of people and then leaves them alone.

It's not impossible to be angry to death.

Sometimes when Qing Li talked about these things with Zhu Jianghao, he couldn't help laughing.

"Come to think of it, I will also be supervising a group of doctoral students in a while." Qing Li's smile faded a little, and a hint of helplessness appeared between his brows.

Zhu Jianghao's eyes lit up. "This is a good thing. With your guidance, those people should be able to make progress."

Qing Li smiled bitterly, "I am the same as the old man. I have a good method of learning on my own, but as a teacher, I am a mess."

Although it's a bit exaggerated, Qing Li doesn't like to teach, she prefers to study on her own.

So she understood Mr. Zhu's experience very well.

While playing chess, Zhu Jianghao sighed repeatedly, "Chinese Go, when will we welcome the New Year?"

Qing Li said nothing. This was a difficult problem. If this generation, which was in a period of transition, wanted to achieve something in the competition...

"That day when I went to Tianyuanhui, I saw a good seed. The little guy can be cultivated."

Talking about the young boy, Zhu Jianghao also smiled. He is indeed a good seedling. He is young and has not yet been shaped, so he has a promising future.

Before Zhu Jianghao left, Qing Li gave him a prescription, "Old man, please follow this prescription to get some medicine. I see that you don't look well recently."

Qing Li took his pulse and found that his liver qi was stagnant, which was why he had been feeling weak and listless recently.

But… this is because he is old and Chinese medicine can only regulate to a certain extent.

Qing Li looked at his back worriedly.

She hopes that the old man can be healthy. Speaking of which...

She looked at the invitation on the table and realized that the old man was about to celebrate his 85th birthday.

That’s a really long life!

It is rare for someone to be so energetic at this age, especially as his legs and feet are still very agile, except for some rheumatic problems in the joints.

Looking at the invitation, Qing Li was thinking about what birthday gift to give.

At this age and with this family background, the old man lacks nothing.

Qing Li was a little worried.

The old man was not interested in calligraphy or painting, but as for chessboards and chess pieces, he had the best of the best.

"Sister Zheng, what do you think we should give to the old man?"

Zheng Suhe said, "Is there any hope, old man?"

What we hope for is the rise of a new generation of Go players.

Just as I was thinking about it, He Jiangyu called.

Qing Li hesitated for a moment and didn't answer the call, just letting it ring.

The phone call was quite persistent, Qing Li was a little puzzled, was there something urgent?

Although she didn't think there was anything that He Jiangyu couldn't solve, she still answered the call.

"Qingli..."

He Jiangyu's hoarse voice came, revealing fatigue and hidden pain.

Qing Li was startled. She had never heard him speak like that before.

"what happened?"

"Help…"

The helplessness in his tone made Qing Li's hands tremble slightly.

Qingli booked the next flight to Fufeng City.

He Jiangyu is now in Fufeng Central Hospital, accompanying He Nanxi.

He Nanxi committed suicide.

Although she woke up, her emotions were very unstable. She refused to talk to anyone, not even her parents. Only Qingqing could get close to her.

Qing Li arrived at the Central Hospital and happened to see He Jiangyu standing in the corridor.

The man who used to be so arrogant and indifferent with extraordinary bearing, now stood there dejectedly. He always paid attention to his image and he didn't even shave.

"Are you... okay?" Qing Li tilted his head and looked up at him.

He Jiangyu's eyes moved slightly, and when he saw that familiar and beautiful face, a warmth surged up from his heart, dispelling some of his helplessness and confusion.

Almost instinctively, He Jiangyu opened his arms and embraced her.

"Forehead……"

Qing Li was caught off guard and fell into this embrace. The familiar fresh breath hit her face, making her head buzz.

Qing Li subconsciously wanted to push him away. Her hands touched his strong waist and a low and hoarse murmur came to her ears.

"Let me hold you for a moment, just for a moment."

Qing Li finally couldn't bear to push him away.

It can be heard that the fatigue in He Jiangyu's tone is not pretended.

Moreover, Qing Li had an illusion that He Nanxi's suicide was related to He Jiangyu.

This pair of siblings have always had deep conflicts, and it seems that He Nanxi's depression during that period was caused by He Jiangyu.

Qing Li did not move, remaining quiet, with his hands hanging at his sides.

He Jiangyu didn't let go of Qing Li until he heard the sound of footsteps behind him.

Two nurses glanced over here furtively as they passed by.

Qing Li took a step back in embarrassment, lowered his head slightly, and reached out to tuck the hair behind his ears. "Um, how is Nanxi?"

Although she was divorced from He Jiangyu, she was still in contact with He Nanxi and He Qingqing, so the way they addressed each other remained the same.

He Jiangyu closed his eyes and slowly exhaled, "I don't eat or drink. I'm relying on intravenous drips to maintain my health."

Qing Li frowned slightly, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

She was not sure whether He Nanxi wanted to see her, as their relationship might not have reached that stage yet.

When He Jiangyu saw that she didn't ask for details, a hint of disappointment flashed across his eyes.

She didn't seem to want to get involved.

He Jiangyu said solemnly: "How can we make her... cheer up."

When Qing Li saw his sad expression, she realized that his so-called indifference was just an appearance.

He has deep feelings for his family.

Qing Li was silent, "I don't know if she is willing to see me..."

Before he finished speaking, Qingqing's head popped out from the door, "Sister Qingli? It's really you! My eldest sister said you were here and wanted to see you."

Qing Li glanced at He Jiangyu, and walked into the ward with her.

When Qing Li saw He Nanxi, he could hardly believe his eyes.

The once beautiful He Nanxi now had sunken cheeks, abnormally sunken eye sockets, and it seemed as if only a layer of skin was left on her face.

Hearing the noise, she looked over with confused eyes.

"You're here." He Nanxi said woodenly.

Qing Li stood beside her bed and just nodded.

He Qingqing left the ward.

Qing Li sat down and continued to remain silent as he looked at He Nanxi in this state.

She could see that He Nanxi was not far from the end of his life.

This is not entirely a physical loss, it's mainly mental.

He Nanxi looked at Qing Li and asked faintly, "Do you still love He Jiangyu?"

Qing Li was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect her to ask this. "I divorced him."

He Nanxi curled his lips when he heard this, "You made the right decision."

Qing Li did not comment, "Why do you want to see me?"

The two have a good relationship, but it is definitely not better than her parents.

There was a gleam in He Nanxi's eyes, completely different from the lifeless ones just now.

"He Jiangyu has done so many excessive things, don't you want revenge?"

Qing Li looked at He Nanxi and saw a flash of madness in his eyes. He frowned slightly and asked, "Are you going to drag me down with you?"

When she asked this question, her tone was filled with disappointment.

He Nanxi was stunned for a moment, then retracted his gaze, "If you hate him, I would be happy to see you take revenge on him."

"Is this why you called me in?" Qing Li's voice was slightly cold.

He Nanxi opened his mouth.

"Because he made your ex-husband's family bankrupt? So you hate him?" Qing Li raised his eyebrows.

He Nanxi suddenly laughed, and his laugh was a little morbid.

"Bankruptcy? My husband went missing because he offended him, and he has not found him to this day. But he refused to let it go, and made his whole family bankrupt and go to jail."

"He destroyed my family!"

Qing Li saw that she was a little hysterical, "Have you found out the reason? You are siblings, and it's just a small personal grudge that shouldn't be taken to such a level."

Two lines of tears flowed down He Nanxi's thin face.

"Sister and brother? When did he ever treat me as his sister? I am nothing in his eyes! If he had any regard for family affection, he wouldn't be so cruel!"

Unlike ordinary family marriages, He Nanxi and her husband were in love freely and they are very much in love. Although her husband's family is in business, he has military connections and a wide network of contacts, so his career is going smoothly.

The couple planned to have children after they got married, but the first pregnancy ended in miscarriage. When they were planning to have a second child, her husband suddenly disappeared.

"How did your husband offend He Jiangyu?" Qing Li asked.

She originally didn't want to ask these questions, but seeing He Nanxi about to go crazy, it was hard for her to just sit back and watch.

He Nanxi sneered, "What else do you think can irritate He Jiangyu?"

Qing Li suddenly understood something.

"Chow Ruo-Hsuan?"

He Nanxi nodded woodenly, "At a banquet, Zhou Ruoxuan knocked me down the stairs. Luckily, my husband caught me below, so he slapped her. He Jiangyu saw it, and without asking any questions, he went up and punched my husband."