After rebirth, I was hugged and kissed by a crazy boss

Caller ID: Jiang Keyi.

Gu Qingyan couldn't help but frowned, "Jiang Keyi? Why did she call you?"

That girl is like a mad dog, biting people without knowing the reason.

Gu Qingyan didn't have a good impression of her.

"We'll know when we pick up the phone." Yan Qing shrugged, "It looks like she's fine. Let's ask her where she is."

The call was connected and Yan Qing pressed the speakerphone button.

"Yan Qing, where is my father?"

Jiang Keyi asked angrily,

"Where did you take my dad?"

Speaking of Jiang Heyan, Yan Qing scratched his hair irritably.

"How would I know where your father is?"

Jiang Keyi's voice suddenly rose:

"You were the one who said my dad wouldn't come back! I've been to the police station and they said my dad hasn't been arrested!"

"It must be you who is causing all this trouble! Where is my dad? Tell me now!"

"Otherwise, I will not let you go as a ghost!"

On the phone, Jiang Keyi's breathing became heavier.

Yan Qing fell silent.

After a few seconds, she slowly spoke.

"I really don't know where your father is. But your mother is very worried about you, so please come home as soon as possible."

"Why are you pretending to be a good person here?"

Jiang Keyi's voice was filled with tears, and she screamed at the top of her lungs.

"If anything happens to my father, I...I will never let you go!"

"Yan Qing, just wait for me! You will be punished, you will definitely be punished!"

"Your father, your mother, and your brother deserved to be hit and killed by a car—"

Gu Qingyan sat aside, his brows furrowed more and more as he listened.

Hearing this, she couldn't hold it in any longer, picked up the phone and yelled angrily:

"Jiang Keyi, can you please sober up a little?"

"How dare you keep talking about retribution? I'm telling you clearly now that it's your good father who is being punished!"

"If you don't know what your dad did, go home and ask your mom!"

After saying that, without waiting for Jiang Keyi's reaction, Gu Qingyan decisively hung up the phone.

"So annoying,"

Throwing down his phone, Gu Qingyan fanned himself angrily.

"Wasn't she also in the auditorium at the time? Didn't she see her father's disgusting behavior?"

Yan Qing pursed her lips, "Who knows. After all, they are my biological children."

Gu Qingyan took out his phone impatiently, "Wait a minute, I'll call her mother again."

Yan Qing lowered his eyes and fell into thought.

Right now, I’m afraid it’s not just Jiang Keyi.

Anyone who has some inside information would naturally assume that Jiang Heyan is in her hands.

Jiang Heyan’s death was most likely caused by her.

In fact, she just beat him up, and before she could take the next step, the gunshot rang out.

Jiang Heyan was also lost.

Four words suddenly popped up in Yan Qing's mind - there's no point in making excuses.

But she could do nothing.

She had no other choice but to wait for news.

I visited Mrs. Jiang today and searched Jiang Heyan’s study, but I couldn’t find the secret “legacy” left by my father.

"Ugh."

Yan Qing couldn't help but sigh.

Gu Qingyan had already finished his call, and seeing this, he advised,

"Miss, you have already vented your anger on behalf of Professor Yan and yourself."

"Let's take a long-term view. One day we will figure all these things out."

Yan Qing nodded and forced himself to cheer up.

"Qingyan, I'm going to Fu's. You..."

"OK." Gu Qingyan understood immediately and a smile appeared on his face, "You go, you go."

She looked at Yan Qing teasingly, "I don't want to be a light bulb."

Yan Qing smiled with difficulty, but felt inexplicably bitter in his heart.

Last night, he was clearly kissing her, but it was so fierce that it seemed like some kind of punishment.

"I feel like Fu Wangjin treats you very well."

Gu Qingyan laughed and said,

"You were on IV for half the night yesterday, and he was watching you the whole time. He had to hold you down with one hand to prevent you from getting the needle slipped."

Yan Qing recalled the empty medicine bottle on the bedside table.

They were all replaced by Fu Wangjin himself.

She knew that caring for a patient was exhausting, just as exhausting as being in jail.

She couldn't sleep or be dazed, and had to keep an eye on the time, take her temperature, and change the medicine.

Yan Qing made up his mind, "I'm going to find him."

***

Four p.m.

Yan Qing came to Fu Group with a bowl of pork rib soup in his hand.

She originally wanted to bring some dinner, but then she thought, what if Fu Wangjin has an appointment in the evening? Wouldn't that delay his work again?

But it didn't seem right to come to see him empty-handed.

After careful consideration, Yan Qing chose a private restaurant with a good reputation and ordered a soup to take away.

It can express your concern without delaying his dinner.

She walked into the lobby on the first floor absentmindedly and was stopped by the receptionist.

"Hello, miss. Do you have an appointment? Please show me your ID."

Yan Qing came back to his senses and shook his head, "...No."

"Sorry, no one can enter without a reservation."

The receptionist smiled politely, "This is the rule of our group."

"Please inform me." Yan Qing said in a gentle tone.

"I'm not here for official business. I have some personal matters to discuss with...Mr. Fu."

Private matter?

The receptionist looked Yan Qing up and down, and finally said tactfully,

"Miss, Mr. Fu usually does not handle personal matters during working hours. Please——"

"My name is Yan Qing. Please."

Yan Qing nodded slightly.

Her aura was truly extraordinary. She didn't look like a slutty bitch, so the front desk staff didn't dare to neglect her.

If they really mess with Mr. Fu’s people, they will be in big trouble.

After thinking for a few seconds, the receptionist dialed the secretary's office.

"Hello? Secretary Lin, there is Miss Yan Qingyan who wants to talk to Mr. Fu about some private matters..."

She raised her eyes and looked at Yan Qing.

"Oh oh. Okay, okay."

After hanging up the phone, the receptionist's attitude remained polite, but her eyes were obviously much more respectful.

"Ms. Yan, Mr. Fu's office is on the 32nd floor, Room 3203. Do you need me to take you up there?"

"No need." Yan Qing shook his head, "I can go up by myself."

The receptionist still attentively escorted her to the elevator, helped her swipe her ID card and pressed the elevator button.

"It's the second room on the right after you exit the elevator."

……

"Ding--"

The elevator opens.

Yan Qing took a deep breath, walked out of the door carrying the soup, and turned right to the second office.

The office door was not tightly closed, but had a small crack open, letting in a soft light.

Obviously, the door was left for her.

Yan Qing stood at the door, his outstretched hand hovering in the air for a long time, but he still couldn't muster up the courage to go in.

Even though the person she wanted to see was right there, her heart was beating fast and her anxiety was spreading little by little.

I don’t know how long it took, Yan Qing closed his eyes, made up his mind, pushed open the door and walked in.

But he didn’t dare to meet Fu Wangjin’s eyes.

As soon as she entered the room, she turned around, pretended to be calm, and slowly closed the office door.

"I...I'll bring you something to eat."

She was still holding the door handle, her voice trembling.

"I don't know if you have any social events tonight, and you don't like sweet things... so I bought some soup, and you can try it to see if it suits your taste."

After the words were spoken, the room fell silent.

Yan Qing faced the office door and lowered his head in frustration.

Her heart tightened and she wanted to cry but had no tears.

Suddenly, an interested male voice sounded behind me.

"Miss Yan, are you here to bring me some food?"