klisemfg Chapter 331, the final chapter – [Never Forget, Never Lose – 9]
Chapter 331, the final chapter – [Never Forget, Never Lose – 9]
When Jiang Yan said this, his expression was extremely serious. He was usually such a high and mighty person, seemingly indifferent to everything in the outside world. But at this moment, because of Ye Siyi, he was willing to be the most ordinary man.
The advent of what love is?
Perhaps it really is true that one thing can subdue another!
Not only were the two elders of the Ying family shocked, but even Ye Zhenghao, standing beside Jiang Yan Hui, was stunned by his words. He knew Jiang Yan Hui was serious about Si Yi, but he hadn't imagined he was this serious. It seemed he was truly head over heels in love with Si Yi!
He had nothing to worry about anymore. With such a man devoted to Siyi, he could truly rest easy from now on.
"That's easy for you to say, Jiang Yan Hui. Even if you really dislike Rui Rui that much, you should think about how much she sacrificed for you in the past. She's watching over you from heaven now. Aren't you afraid of retribution for protecting a murderer like this?"
Ying Rui was extremely infatuated with Jiang Yan Hui before her death. Now that she has died a violent death, the man she loved is still protecting the murderer. Naturally, Ying's mother is indignant. The more Jiang Yan Hui protects Ye Si Yi, the more she hates Ye Si Yi!
"I also regret Ying Rui's death, and I hope you can grieve in moderation." Jiang Yan's gaze turned somber, but the corners of her lips curled slightly. Her seemingly calm tone concealed turbulent undercurrents. "As for retribution, if it really exists, it might not be a bad thing."
"you……"
"Mr. Ying, Mrs. Ying, I'm so sorry, Mr. Lin is waiting for our young master inside. The car to pick you up has arrived. Shall we set off back to City A now?"
This time, without giving the two elders of the Ying family a chance to speak, the old butler had already arranged for a driver to bring the car over. He gave the servants a look, signaling them to take the two elders of the Ying family into the car.
In City A, Lin Zhenbiao already wielded immense power. At this point, Ying's father finally had to admit how wrong his initial decision had been. He shouldn't have let his daughter marry Jiang Yanhui. Of course, he had hoped to climb the social ladder by marrying into a powerful family like the Jiang or Lin, but he never imagined… he'd end up like this!
This is karma, I guess. You really shouldn't be too greedy.
He wasn't truly ignorant; everything, whether right or wrong, was said by Lin Zhenbiao. He had previously sworn he wouldn't let Ye Siyi off the hook, but then turned around and said it was all a misunderstanding, and the culprit had already turned himself in…
The Ying family lost a precious daughter, but to Lin Zhenbiao, she was nothing more than an ant...
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When Jiang Yanhui and Ye Zhenghao walked in, Lin Zhenbiao was sitting on the sofa drinking tea. The old butler stood respectfully to the side. Hearing the footsteps behind him, Lin Zhenbiao filled the small teacup in front of him with the purple clay teapot in his hand without looking up. "You're here. Come and sit down."
Jiang Yan paused for only two seconds, suppressing his fierce aura, then reached out to adjust his collar before walking over and sitting down. He casually crossed his legs, spread his arms, and leaned back on the sofa, a very relaxed posture that exuded an undeniable elegance.
Lin Zhenbiao probably didn't expect him to be so calm.
When the old housekeeper told him that Jiang Yanhui and Ye Zhenghao had come, he thought that these two hot-blooded young people would probably start smashing things as soon as they walked in.
But given the current situation... Lin Zhenbiao was somewhat baffled.
Of course, it was Jiang Yan Hui who was calm; Ye Zheng Hao was not as composed as him.
He didn't want to come here today, knowing that even if he came, it would be of no use. Lin Zhenbiao, that cunning old fox, had gone to great lengths to make Siyi leave, so how could he possibly tell them where she was?
Now that we're all here, he's not going to just stand there without saying a word. "Lin Zhenbiao, now that we're all here, let's skip the pleasantries. Where is my sister? What did you say to her that made her leave without saying goodbye?"
Lin Zhenbiao paused slightly in his teacup-holding motion. He didn't immediately respond. Jiang Yanhui, sitting opposite him, subtly raised an eyebrow, her thin lips pursed as she carefully observed every subtle expression on Lin Zhenbiao's face.
His reason for insisting on bringing Ye Zhenghao here today was precisely this: he needed to figure out what he had been overlooking!
And clearly, he is now even more certain that his earlier, rather crude, suspicion was not entirely unfounded.
He grew up alongside Lin Zhenbiao, so how could he not know what kind of person his maternal grandfather was? In this world, the type of people his grandfather despised most were like Ye Zhenghao. In Lin Zhenbiao's words, Ye Zhenghao was someone who, relying on his profession, pretended to be righteous, constantly preaching about fighting evil, but whose actions behind the scenes were far more sinister than those so-called "black" people!
But today, Ye Zhenghao not only received different treatment from Uncle Ming, but even from the moment he entered this room, he sensed a subtle shift in the atmosphere. He openly called out his grandfather's name, speaking in a direct and blunt manner, as if his grandfather sitting opposite him didn't seem particularly angry...
He didn't seem to be suppressing his feelings, because Jiang Yanhui knew very well that Lin Zhenbiao's personality wouldn't tolerate even the slightest emotion that she disliked.
"Director Ye, now that everyone's here, why don't we sit down and talk things over?" It was the old butler who finally broke the deadlock. "Come and try this pre-rain Longjing tea."
Jiang Yanhui's brow twitched slightly, but she remained seated without showing any emotion.
Ye Zhenghao, however, remained unconvinced. "Do you think I came here to enjoy tea with you?"
“This isn’t really a good time for tea,” Jiang Yanhui suddenly interjected. He glanced at his watch and said casually, “Perfect timing. It’s lunchtime, and I’m a little hungry. How about we eat while we talk?”
His gaze was on Ye Zhenghao, but when he finished speaking, it met Lin Zhenbiao's eyes.
In just a few seconds, he had already keenly caught a hint of stiffness in Lin Zhenbiao's expression. Although it was fleeting, he still noticed it!
His guess was definitely right; this Ye Zhenghao must have some connection with his maternal grandfather.
"How about it? Director Ye, would you like to sit down and have a meal?" Putting aside her thoughts, Jiang Yan tapped the edge of the sofa with her slender fingers and asked Ye Zhenghao in a low voice.
Now that he had the answer, he didn't need to make things difficult for Ye Zhenghao anymore. As for what the "secret" was, he had plenty of ways to find out.
Ye Zhenghao came with Jiang Yan because he was worried about Siyi. He originally thought that Siyi would come in and ask about her whereabouts, but he didn't expect that Siyi would still have the appetite to eat. He was angry and anxious, but he also felt that something was wrong.
He wasn't a fool. If it were five years ago, he might not have believed that Jiang Yanhui was genuinely worried about Siyi. But now, he had no doubt about Jiang Yanhui's sincerity towards Siyi. Why did he suddenly become so indifferent?
After much thought, I still think the most likely explanation is that he was playing a game of cat and mouse with Lin Zhenbiao.
Fine, it's none of his business how he finds Siyi. Since he can't get any clues from Lin Zhenbiao, there's no need for him to stay and deal with him alongside Jiang Yanhui. He believes Jiang Yanhui is more capable than him in dealing with Lin Zhenbiao.
"He's your family, he has nothing to do with me! I'm here today to find Siyi. Since none of you will tell me, I won't force you. I have a way to find her!" Ye Zhenghao pointed at Lin Zhenbiao and sneered, "Lin Zhenbiao, don't think you can pretend nothing happened just because you found someone to drop the murder charge against Siyi. I will settle accounts with you one day for all the harm you've done to Siyi! Don't be too smug!"
He uttered those harsh words and turned to leave.
Lin Zhenbiao continued to sip his tea with his eyes lowered, but when Ye Zhenghao made his harsh remarks, his hand holding the teacup visibly stiffened. Jiang Yan noticed this almost imperceptible movement, and the old butler beside him saw it clearly as well. He instinctively called out to Ye Zhenghao, who was about to leave, "Director Ye, you—"
"Enough!" Lin Zhenbiao suddenly interrupted the old steward. Without raising his head, his expression had returned to normal. He leisurely sipped his tea, his deep voice exuding an air of authority without anger. "Have the servants prepare some food. Since Yan Hui wants to eat with me, have them make some dishes that Yan Hui likes."
"Master Lin..."
"What? Didn't you hear what I said?"
The old butler hesitated, but Lin Zhenbiao's expression was already quite strained. Only then did the old butler realize that he had acted too hastily because of Ye Zhenghao's words, and that Yan Shao was sitting next to him. Moreover, Master Lin had instructed him long ago that he did not intend to make that matter public, nor did he intend to let Yan Shao know...
He was secretly annoyed, and respectfully bowed his head, saying, "Yes, I will have someone prepare the meal immediately."