klisemfg Chapter 775: Thoughtful and Too Deep
Chapter 775: Thoughtful and Too Deep
In the quiet and high-end villa area of Antai Technology in the northern part of Dongcheng, An Jinsong was in the study of the An family villa.
The layout is quite elegant, with antique bookshelves standing all around, filled with all kinds of books, exuding a faint scent of ink.
In the center of the study, there is an antique desk paired with several exquisite chairs, and the whole space is filled with a calm and quiet atmosphere.
At this moment, An Yu and Yu Fei heard the hidden meaning in his words and knew that he had bad intentions. An Yu pushed open the study door in a bad mood and rushed in.
She was standing by the desk, fiddling with the pens in the pen holder with her orchid fingers, and telling An Jinsong with a beaming face how the people involved in the construction site who framed Jiang Chengyu and made him fall from the building had escaped.
Seeing An Yu and Yu Fei suddenly break in, Qi Haoyu looked cowardly. Under An Jinsong's gaze, he found a far-fetched excuse and fled from the An family.
An Yu looked at her assistant Qi Haoyu's shifty eyes, evil intentions, and effeminate appearance, and her stomach churned.
Seeing that he was sensible, he looked panicked after being exposed by An Yu. His eyes flickered, and he fled from the An family along the wall in a panic as if he had seen the god of plague.
An Yu's face darkened, and she stared at her father with a sharp gaze, and warned him firmly:
"Dad, Qi Haoyu is too smooth in his dealings with others, too thoughtful and deep in his thinking, making him hard to understand.
You must keep your distance from him and don't leave any company matters to him without thinking.
Think about it, if one day the company is in irreparable trouble because of him, it will be too late for you to regret it."
An Jinsong frowned slightly, a look of disapproval appeared on his face, and he said stubbornly:
"My dear daughter! You're overthinking it. Assistant Qi has been loyal to me for so many years, and hasn't he ever made any mistakes?
Don't worry, there's no chance of that happening! Dad knows you've never had a good impression of him, but you can't just deny him based on your feelings."
When An Yu heard her father's words, her anger suddenly surged. She glared at him, raised her voice, and spoke in a resounding voice:
"You know I don't like him, but you still let him come home? My mother and I have always been at loggerheads with each other.
But that doesn't mean I can just sit there and watch you mess around. Dad, don't think that what you do in the office can be hidden from the world.
If I tell my mother all this, do you think she will let you go easily?"
Before she could finish her words, An Yu's face turned red with anger. She turned around abruptly, opened the door forcefully, and left angrily.
When An Jinsong heard his daughter's words, he immediately realized that his daughter had discovered the unknown things that he and his assistant did in the office.
A wave of shyness and embarrassment suddenly surged across his face, and his expression became extremely unnatural. In a panic, he quickly looked at Yu Fei and said anxiously:
"Xiao Fei, hurry up and comfort Xiao Yu. She's got a stubborn temper, and I'm afraid she'll do something drastic in the heat of the moment."
Yu Fei sighed helplessly and nodded, saying, "Okay, uncle." After that, Yu Fei had no choice but to leave the study and quickly chase after An Yu.
Yu Fei left the study, his heart full of worry about An Yu's mood. He hurried his steps and almost ran to the door of An Yu's bedroom.
He paused for a moment, adjusted his breathing, raised his hand and politely knocked on the door, his knuckles hitting the door panel, making a crisp and rhythmic sound.
At this moment, An Yu was carefully dressing in front of the dressing mirror in her bedroom. She had just changed into a pink dress with a Chanel style. The delicate fabric was exquisitely tailored, perfectly outlining her graceful figure.
The pink hue is soft and bright, showing her elegant temperament while also showing her youthful vitality. When she heard the knock on the door, she responded crisply, "Come in."
Yu Fei gently turned the doorknob and slowly pushed the door open. His eyes were instantly drawn to An Yu, who looked like a blooming pink flower, radiating a charming glow in front of the mirror.
An Yu tilted her head slightly, looked at Yu Fei, and asked, "Xiao Fei, we're going to the hospital to visit a patient later. What do you think of me wearing this outfit?"
Yu Fei's mouth corners unconsciously lifted slightly, a sincere smile bloomed on his face, and he said with a heartfelt smile:
"Sister An Yu, this dress suits you perfectly. It makes you look especially sunny. And to be honest, in my heart, you look good in anything you wear. You always manage to bring out your unique charm in clothes."
An Yu rolled her eyes at Yu Fei and pretended to be angry, saying, "You are the only one who has a bad mouth. You only say flattering things all day long.
Don't learn from Qi Haoyu, being so slick and smooth-talking all the time. If you become as slick and sophisticated as him in the future, I'll show you how I'll deal with you."
After that, she reached out and picked up the exquisite handbag from the dressing table beside her, with a quick and decisive movement.
Then he strode out of the door with big steps, and his confident steps seemed to carry an innate aura.
Yu Fei looked at An Yu's back, a happy smile appeared on his face, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.
He quickly quickened his pace and followed closely behind An Yu, as if it would be an extremely happy thing to just be by her side.
At the same time, in the First People's Hospital, Jiang Shuo was successfully transferred to the VIP ward with complete facilities and quiet environment.
The ward is warmly and comfortably decorated, and sunlight shines through the light blue curtains, gently falling on the smooth floor.
Jiang Chengyu and Mu Xiaoji were concentrating on arranging Jiang Shuo's quilt and monitoring equipment, trying to make him lie more comfortably.
Jiang Chengyu carefully tucked the corner of the quilt in. His movements and the expression he gave Jiang Shuo were so gentle that it seemed as if he was handling an inestimably precious treasure.
Mu Xiaoji carefully adjusted the angle of the bed, not missing any details that might affect Jiang Shuo's comfort.
After a while, medical staff pushed a cart full of medicines and equipment and walked into the ward with light and steady steps.
The leading doctor, Dr. Chang, had a kind face and said to Jiang Chengyu and Mu Xiaoji with a smile, "Professor Jiang, President Mu, I have carefully prescribed these medicines according to your detailed requirements."
Upon hearing this, Mu Xiaoji immediately stepped forward, picked up the medicine bottle, and examined it carefully. After confirming that it was correct, he nodded slightly and expressed his sincere gratitude.
"I'm sorry to trouble you, Doctor Chang. Leave these to me. I'm so grateful for your concern despite your busy schedule."
Chang Fugui still maintained a friendly smile and responded, "It's my duty. We'll be leaving first. If you two need anything, just let me know and we'll be there to help."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Mu Xiaoji said as he politely escorted the medical staff out of the ward, his eyes full of gratitude.
At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard outside the ward. Teng Zijing impatiently opened the door and rushed into the ward with Deng Zhouyi.
Teng Zijing noticed at a glance that Jiang Shuo had a white bandage wrapped around his little head, which stood out particularly against his jet-black hair.
An IV tube was inserted into Jiang Shuo's chubby little arm, and transparent liquid slowly flowed into his body through the tube.
Teng Zijing's heart suddenly tightened, and a complex expression of emotions appeared on his face, with heartache, self-blame, worry and many other emotions intertwined.
He involuntarily moved closer to Jiang Shuo's bedside and called softly, "Jiang Shuo..."
However, just as he took two steps, Jiang Chengyu, like a vigilant cheetah, instantly used a precise grappling move to pin Teng Zijing firmly against the wall.
Jiang Chengyu's eyes revealed a cruel light, like an enraged beast, and he warned loudly:
"What do you want to do? Stay away from Choubao from now on, or I will kill you!" The voice echoed in the ward, full of deterrence.
Deng Zhouyi saw this and rushed forward to help rescue Teng Zijing. But the moment he approached Jiang Chengyu, a powerful and mysterious force suddenly erupted from Jiang Chengyu's body, spreading out in all directions like a surging tide.
Deng Zhouyi only felt a huge impact force coming at him, and he was shocked and took two steps back. Then, he was horrified to find that his body could not move.
His eyes widened, his face filled with shock, and he shouted, "What's going on? Master Jing, I... I can't move my body!"
Teng Zijing was furious and anxious, and roared, "Jiang Chengyu, are you even human? Jiang Shuo was injured because of me, and I came to visit him normally. How could you do this to me?"
Mu Xiaoji had just put away the allocated medicine when he heard the noise. He turned around and said softly:
"Can you please be quiet? This is a ward and Jiang Shuo needs to rest. You guys will disturb his rest."
Jiang Chengyu responded angrily: "Who do you care about me? You are not welcome here. Get out right now."
Teng Zijing struggled hard and retorted, "I came here to visit Jiang Shuo. President Mu didn't even order me to leave. What right do you, an irrelevant person, have to drive me away?"
Jiang Chengyu sneered, his tone full of sarcasm: "Ask Jiang Shuo if I have the right to speak."
Jiang Shuo looked at Teng Zijing being suppressed by Jiang Chengyu, his face flushed red, and he felt very sorry, so he said softly: "Little Daddy, big brother is not a bad person, you two stop fighting."
His childish voice, with a hint of pleading, was like a spring breeze, gently blowing through everyone's hearts.
At this moment, Xiao Yue gently pushed open the door and walked in. Seeing the tense atmosphere in the room, he was stunned and stopped in his tracks.
Rong Shishan and Song Shijie followed closely behind Xiao Yue. Song Shijie's face darkened as he lectured him seriously:
"What are you two doing? Have you forgotten your status? Fighting in the ward, are you going to let the child follow your example? This is really outrageous."
When Jiang Chengyu heard this, although he was still dissatisfied, he let go of Teng Zijing.
Teng Zijing hurriedly approached Jiang Shuo, while moving his arm that had just been hurt by Jiang Chengyu, and holding Jiang Shuo's little hand tightly,
With a concerned look, he said, "Jiang Shuo... Jiang Shuo, are you still in pain? How do you feel now?"
Jiang Shuo smiled brightly and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"How could it be? You have to know that guy is so crazy and has lost his mind. The car was driving at such a fast speed, it's scary to think about it." Teng Zijing reached out and touched Jiang Shuo's bandaged little head with heartache.
Jiang Shuo comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, big brother, I'm fine now!"
Teng Zijing said nervously with a doting look on his face, "Jiang Shuo... Jiang Shuo, listen to me carefully. From now on, no matter who is in danger, you must not sacrifice yourself to save them, understand? Your life is more precious than anyone else's, including mine."