he is my brother

Severing ties with Jiang Yuming did not relieve me. My state at this time was like the morning after a hangover, with headaches, malaise, and occasional intermittent daze and annoyance.

If Jiang Yuming was like before, arguing with me, having a cold war, or making trouble, it would be better than sending himself to the detention center for some unknown purpose now.

unknown purpose.

That's probably the only reason I'm angry, I'm a pretty, pretty controlling person.

My mother does not belong to me, it belongs to Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian is not my father either, he is just a sperm donor.

Jianghuai'an belongs to the Jiang family, and it's too late for me to climb high.

Only Jiang Yuming was brought up by me, supervised the education personally, and was accompanied by the whole process of growing up. His life track is full of traces of me, and he belongs to me completely from the inside out.

Now that I leave him behind, then in this world, I am the only one who stands alone and walks alone.

How pitiful.

I put down the tea cup in my hand, and the foot of the cup hit the glass coffee table with a "click".

Jiang Huaian raised his eyelids, and smiled with his thin lips: "Why, you are absent-minded." He pointed to my messy chess pieces, "Who taught you the new formation?"

I stroked my forehead helplessly: "Sorry, I'm really not in the mood today."

"Oh?" He held his chin and looked at me with interest, "Tell me about it?"

I looked at his expression carefully, he really didn't know anything, Jiang Huaian should know everything, especially for the relatives of the Jiang family and a large number of illegitimate children of Jiang Mian. He put cameras and bugs in everyone's homes.

He curled his lips boredly: "I don't have the energy to inquire about your crap. If I learned about all the big and small things, I would have died of overwork."

Now I don't know what to say, so I can only casually mention it lightly: "I sent Yu Ming to the Meng family."

Jiang Huai'an's slightly elongated eyes stared round, and his voice was twists and turns like an aria in an opera: "Yes, you." Then his pale hands pinched my forearm, "I didn't expect to say nothing before. If you are bored, you will lose your temper one day."

"I'm not losing my temper." I said this with a guilty conscience, I avoided looking into Jiang Huaian's eyes, "Yu Ming always wants to go back to see his mother."

"Ling Yi." He called my name with a slight nasal sound mixed in, snoring like a feigned leopard, "It's not that I can't get Jiang Yuming, but the Jiang family can't act rashly at this time."

I didn't look at him, and I no longer want to distinguish whether what he said is true or not. He is the head of the Jiang family, and he can do whatever he wants.

It's a little naive to think like this, but I can't control my thoughts like running a horse. I think of Jiang Yuming, who curled up in my arms like a kitten, and stayed with me in the hard chair of the hospital all night. I [brother, don't be sad].

"It's not your fault." I replied seriously to Jiang Huaian, "The development of the Jiang family comes first. As for my younger brother, I'll do it myself."

Jiang Huaian's expression became unpredictable in an instant, he withdrew his hand on my forearm, and touched his cuff button instead: "You have already severed ties with Jiang Yuming, he is not your brother."

"He is," I affirmed. "He always has been."

I stood up, glanced at the messy chessboard, and looked up at the clock again: "I should go back and sort out the company documents."

"Jiangling Yi." Jiang Huaian's face was gloomy, "You can't sell a smooth road, don't go too far."

"So far, Tantu is still my company." I was angered by him, "If Tantu can exchange for my brother, why not do it."

He threw the teacup under my feet, and the hot tea splashed onto my leather shoes. I stood upright and did not dodge.

The quiet atmosphere is like I am standing in a cemetery.

He stared at me, his eyes flickering with emotion.

"Jiangling Yi." He rubbed his temples, "At most half a month, can you afford to wait?"

I knew he had compromised, and this kind of coercion made me feel even more tired. I took a step back, nodded, and turned to leave Qingyun Pavilion.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, it was time for Jiang Juncang to leave school.

Jun Cang was carrying a blue denim schoolbag and was waiting for me at the school gate. Beside him was a little boy who kept running around.

"Juncang." I rolled down the car window, Jiang Juncang turned his head sharply, and ran to my car like a puppy.

Unexpectedly, the little boy also ran up with me, and when he saw me, he said politely, "Hello, Uncle."

"Hello." I smiled gently, "You are Jun Cang's classmate."

"Well, my name is Qi Zexu." He introduced himself.

Qi Zexu, the name sounded familiar to me, but looking closely at his appearance, sure enough, he is the precious grandson of the Qi family.

The Qi family is a wealthy family. Their ancestors have been doing business in the capital for generations, and they rarely participate in politics. At the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, they chose to attach themselves to the Jiang family, relying on a big tree to enjoy the shade. The Qi family earns a lot and pays a lot of taxes. The old man of the Qi family is honest He is very popular with Mr. Jiang, and the Jiang and Qi families have been in harmony until today, and they are considered family friends.

I calmed down: "It turned out to be Xiao Xu, say hello to your father for me."

He puffed his cheeks and nodded, Jun Cang opened the car door and got into the co-pilot, fastened his seat belt, turned and waved to Qi Zexu: "See you tomorrow."

Qi Zexu's eyes lit up with joy, and he waved his hands bouncingly: "See you tomorrow!"

I drove away, Jiang Juncang said anxiously: "Father, I dismantled Uncle Ming's paper cranes yesterday."

"Huh?" I made a monotone, not taking it to heart.

"It has writing on it," he went on.

My shifting hand paused, and I asked again as if I didn't hear clearly: "What's the matter?"

"There are words, and I disassembled a few more, some have words, some have numbers." He lowered his head, as if he was welcoming punishment.

I rubbed his head: "It's okay, I'll take a look when I go back."

However, my heart has long been turbulent, what does Jiang Yuming mean, why did he write the words in the paper cranes, is it an ulterior secret or... or his unknown purpose.

As soon as I got home, I stepped into the study with the glass jars in my arms, disassembled the stars, paper cranes, and boats one by one, picked out the ones with words, and put the numbers on the other side.

Unexpectedly, I spelled out a paragraph of words.

Or a letter.

【I know the future. 】

[The future me will die. 】

【My brother will die too. 】

[The culprit is the Bai family. 】

【Jiang Juncang shouldn't appear. 】

【Jiang Lingyi died in a car accident. 】

[Jiang Yuming died of a drug overdose. 】

[The Bai family was overthrown, and Bai Qi went into exile overseas. 】

[The next job is the Fu family, Fu Li. 】

[On X, X, XXXX, the daily limit of Peacock Food. 】

[On X+2, XXXXX, the stock price of Peacock Foods plunged. 】

[Li Wenjia was arrested and imprisoned for manipulating the stock price of Peacock Food, and the Meng family took over Li Wenjia's shares in Peacock Food. 】……

There are many more, those that have happened are crossed out, and those that have not happened are left blank. I swiped on my phone and clicked on the news——[The stock price of Peacock Foods plunged, and countless stockholders were trapped].

The shock feeling like a lightning strike climbed up my spine, I suddenly crumpled the note, the feeling of spying on the secret is not good, my head is like a rusted gear, every time I turn it, I feel extremely painful and difficult.

I was obsessed with picking up the pile of paper slips with numbers, and copied the numbers one by one on the A3 paper. One day, I will know what these mean.