Who’s The Boss? - Chapter 457

Xu Dong contacted Jiang Ning in the afternoon of the next day.

Without waiting for Xu Dong to mention the turmoil on the Internet, Jiang Ning spoke first, in a casual tone: “I know Mr. Yu. Since you are his assistant, then tell Mr. Yu for me that I am working out. If he wants to see I can come over now.”

These words are to give yourself to high-end.

Thinking of the other party’s family background, Xu Dong is not easy to offend at will: “Miss Jiang’s words, I will truthfully convey to Mr. Yu.”

Three days later, online public opinion has shown signs of calming down.

However, the insider who claimed to have been in jail at the same time as Song Qingcheng and posted a group photo, posted an e-letter on Weibo today at noon, describing the deep friendship between her and Song Qingcheng in the early years, and the lines were full of maintenance. He also helped condemn the news about Song Qingcheng.

When Xu Dong arrived at the No. 8 Garden on Yunxi Road, it was about 3:30 in the afternoon, and Yu Tingchuan was sitting in his study reading this open letter of ‘sincere love’.

Behind him, the heavy curtains were drawn tightly, and the atmosphere seemed dull.

Xu Dong knows the preferences of his boss.

Only when Mr. Yu is in an extremely bad mood, similar scenes will appear. He doesn’t say a word, but people who are familiar with him know what the consequences will be.

Xu Dong couldn’t help thinking of the evening when he went to Gu’s house. Mr. Yu stood alone in the Gu’s courtyard for a while. It was somewhat similar to now, but the feeling he gave him now was even worse.

In the study, the smell of smoke is a bit heavy.

Yu Tingchuan’s sight was still on the computer’s display, and the letter was enlarged on the full screen, with a few lines of words particularly conspicuous–

[I saw the news in the circle of friends, contacted our former friends, questioned their remarks, saying that after you came out of prison, there was no news. You went to a big city to sit on a platform and find an old man as the benefactor. 】

[I want them to show evidence of saying you like this, but no one pays attention to me, as if my shouts and explanations have fallen into the sea, they even questioned that I am you, so that I can do it for myself, since I dare to do it, I must dare to be, I have to talk about it. Explain to them and tell them that I am your friend, a friend who is in distress. Although I can’t contact you now and can’t find you, I don’t believe you are the kind of person they are talking about. 】

[For these two days, I have been explaining to them, but no one believes what I said. 】

[I am going abroad next month. Before that, I want to give you this letter. Maybe we won’t have the chance to see you again in the future, but I still hope you are well. 】

Xu Dong walked into the study, Yu Tingchuan squeezed out the cigarette butt, turned the display to him and said, “Let someone find out the IP of this account.”

“Okay.” Xu Dong nodded.

Afterwards, Xu Dong said: “Ms. Yu, Mrs. Jiang said, you can meet up, so you can go to the fitness center to find her.”

After listening, Yu Tingchuan looked up at Xu Dong at the table.

…

Song Qingcheng had just nursed the baby, and watched Yu’s wife changing the baby’s diaper.

In the daytime, children use traditional diapers with pure cotton texture. Although they change and wash frequently, they also avoid using paper diapers for too long to make children have red buttocks.

When Yu Tingchuan came back to the master bedroom, Song Qingcheng was asking the child to pinch her index finger with her little hand and raised her head. Seeing Yu Tingchuan about to enter the cloakroom, she asked, “Want to go out?”

“Go out to see a business friend.”

Soon, Yu Tingchuan changed his shirt and trousers and came out.

Seeing the child lying on his back on the bed with meat on his two chubby legs, his eyes became gentle and he touched his son’s head.

The child opened his mouth slightly, and his eyes were dark and bright, indeed very much like his mother.

Two days before being discharged from the hospital, the child occasionally cried. Now, the child is accustomed to the home environment, eating small hands from time to time, and has not cried even after a day.

At this moment, the little guy was touched by his father, and there was no need to react.

Even though rumors have been flying in the air these days, at home, Song Qingcheng feels that everyone’s mood seems to be unaffected by the outside world, whether it is Master Zhao who waters the lawn and feeds the dog every day, and Aunt Gong and Sao Yu who are busy taking care of her and her children. , Yu Tingchuan, who will coax his son when he is free.

The situation of Yu Tingchuan holding his son always makes Song Qingcheng feel particularly warm.

She feels that a father in his twenties is different from a father in his thirties. A father in his thirties will be in a hurry even when he starts to take care of children, but he has strong adaptability and a sense of responsibility, especially She had seen Yu Tingchuan dress her son with her own eyes.

The movements are unskilled, wins in stability, will not make her feel hurt to the child.

After Yu Tingchuan went out, Song Qingcheng held her son to tease for a while, the child burped, and she quickly took a towel and wiped the corner of her mouth.

Sister Yu said: “We should give the baby a nickname.”

Song Qingcheng hugged the son in his arms, and couldn’t think of a good name. He felt that he should wait for the father of the child to come back and make a decision. He turned his head slightly and saw the sunny sky outside the window. Suddenly he felt emotional and told Sister Yu: “Just call Rainbow Treasure.”

“Time flies, Baiyun Canggu.”

After Song Qingcheng read these two sentences, he smiled and looked at Yu’s wife, “Isn’t it good?”

Sister Yu didn’t understand what the dog meant by the wife, but she also felt that “Rainbow” was catchy. Anyway, it’s the nickname, so it doesn’t matter if you start it, so she nodded and smiled: “It’s not bad. Just listen and remember.”

“Actually, you can call it Goudan.”

Song Qingcheng said again: “It’s not that they all say that a bad name is good to feed.”

As she said, she lowered her head and continued to tease her son who was holding her clothes on her chest: “You think it’s not it, puppy egg?”

Aunt Yu laughed: “My husband probably won’t agree with this name.”

Thinking of Yu Tingchuan, who was holding his son as an eyeball, Song Qingcheng also felt that he would definitely not let his precious eyeball be called a dog egg.

Before long, Aunt Gong came upstairs with a courier box.

Said it was delivered by the gatekeeper of the community.

Song Qingcheng didn’t shop online recently. The recipient of the courier list only wrote her name and the address of No. 8 Park on Yunxi Road. Song Qingcheng looked at the contact information and found that it wasn’t her mobile phone number, but it seemed like a random fabrication. Yes, the security will know which villa she lives in. It is estimated that after reading the news of the past few days, she knows whose wife she is.

“Wrong sent?” Aunt Gong asked.

Song Qingcheng was not sure. The sender had written the name “Hu Lan” and the address was Gongshi. She dialed the sender number on it with her mobile phone and found that it was an empty number.

Suddenly, Song Qingcheng suspected that’Hu Lan’ was probably also a pseudonym.

She didn’t open the box, only told Aunt Gong to ask the security to return the courier, saying that the contact address and method were wrong.

The security came quickly, and after learning that it was a postal parcel of unknown origin, the courier was dismantled at the entrance of the villa.

As a result, Bao Guan looked pale and couldn’t hold his hands firmly. The box fell to the ground, two skinned mice were removed, and there was also a baby doll with a blade inserted in the chest.

When Aunt Gong saw it, her heart was about to pop out of her throat in fright.

Old Zhao, who was pruning branches and leaves in the yard, hurried over when he noticed it, and found a piece of white cardboard falling from the courier box on the steps, with a line written on it—

[This time is a warning. If you know, get out of Yu’s house quickly, take your little wild species, and roll non-stop, otherwise, next time you won’t know whether the skinned one is you or that little wild species. 】

“Which one of the wicked people did it?” Aunt Gong looked at the baby doll whose face had been cut beyond recognition. Even though she had a good temper, she was very angry at the moment: “How can such a curse on a gangster be like this? The child was born!”

Song Qingcheng knew about the express delivery, it was already ten minutes later.

She didn’t see the dead mouse, only the doll with the blade in her chest, and the threatening letter.

“These people are truly desolate!”

Yu’s face is also ugly: “I don’t talk about nonsense on the Internet, and I still send this kind of stuff to my home.”

Song Qingcheng looked at the male doll. Even if he was not frightened, his emotions were ups and downs. He turned his head and looked at his son who was held in his arms by Sister Yu, even more so that nothing happened.

At this moment, Shen Che called.

Shen Che planned to buy things overseas and came to ask her what color baby bottle she liked. He learned that Song Qingcheng had received a threatening express delivery. Shen Che immediately said: “Call the police. Even if you didn’t write the sender’s information, the police will definitely find it. The children curse, this kind of scum can’t let him go!”

Song Qingcheng took the phone and paused for a while before saying, “I’m wondering if keeping silent is really the wisest decision.”

Silence made people unable to grasp her handle, but transferred the trouble to those around her.

Not only her husband, but also her children.

…

Fitness center, yoga classroom.

After Jiang Ning finished his yoga class, he wiped the sweat on his neck with a long towel. When he turned around, he saw the man outside the floor-to-ceiling glass. Yu Tingchuan was standing in the aisle with his hands in his pockets, and a young man was behind him. Jiang Ning guessed that it should be his secretary or assistant. .

In fact, she had already seen Yu Tingchuan during class.

But she did not interrupt the course to go out.

Jiang Ning was wearing a yoga suit, black shorts with rose red trim, and short sleeves. When she walked to the door, she took off her sweaty short sleeves, revealing the bra with the same style as the shorts. A good figure is bumpy, and the diamond-studded belly button makes her look extra sexy.

When she walked out of the classroom, she found that there was no one in the aisle.

Putting a towel around his neck, Jiang Ning walked out again, and found that the person looking for was sitting at the table in the rest area, his slender legs overlapped randomly, his back leaned on the chair, and his clasped hands were placed on his legs. Above, the posture is comfortable, even if there are countless Jiang Ning Yuemen, I have to admit that this former Hengyuan boss is not the most outstanding in appearance, but among the wealthy people of the same age in Nancheng, he is obviously the most attractive, whether it is momentum or Behave.

Jiang Ning doesn’t like this man because she is in danger of being seen through. Moreover, she prefers men with good looks, such as Shen Zhi.

“Mr. Yu is here?” She had a smile on her face before she even approached.

When Yu Tingchuan heard the sound, he cast his deep gaze towards her. He sat and didn’t get up. He only looked at her with a faint smile: “The air-conditioning here is very windy, so Miss Jiang should still put on her clothes to avoid catching a cold.”

Jiang Ning sat opposite, tilted his head, his eyes were amorous: “Does Yu always care about me?”

Then, she said to herself: “There is a wife in Yu’s family. If she knows that Yu always cares about other women, she must be jealous.”

Yu Tingchuan smiled: “My wife is not as narrow-minded as Miss Jiang thought. If she minded, I wouldn’t sit here and talk to Miss Jiang now.”

“I guess, Mr. Yu must have been hiding from Mrs. Yu when he came out.”

Jiang Ning’s body is leaning forward, with his hands resting on the table, the spring light on the collar of the bodice is looming: “I am also a woman, and I know women best, even if Yu Zong and I are innocent and are looked at by others, I will make a fuss, especially At this time, I also heard of Mrs. Yu’s recent experience.”

Yu Tingchuan’s gaze swept across Jiang Ning’s chest, without stopping too much, just one glance, but Jiang Ning caught the eyes of a mature man, not indecent, as if it were just the most common look.

Subconsciously, she leaned back in the chair and said, “How can a busy person like Mr. Yu come to me? It surprised me.”

“I heard that you have a good relationship with Chen Wenjie.”

Yu Tingchuan didn’t go in circles with her anymore.

Jiang Ning nodded, admitting very frankly: “We met when we were studying abroad, and we had a good time. Mr. Yu should understand that everyone is an international student, and the relationship must be close.”

With that said, she looked at Yu Tingchuan with surprise in her eyes: “Did Chen Wenjie offend President Yu?”

Yu Tingchuan did not speak.

Xu Dong behind him, pressing on his suit with one hand, stepped forward and put a leather file bag in front of Jiang Ning. Jiang Ning picked it up, opened it and took out the information inside, looking up while looking up: “Chen Wenjie and Yu Wife has grievances? But these are not rumors. Chen Wenjie is at best telling the truth to the public. Do you think it is Mr. Yu?”

When the voice fell, a shallow pear vortex appeared on her mouth.

Yu Tingchuan also laughed, and then slowly said: “Master Chen is not young, and he is still impulsive in doing things. Since Miss Jiang knows him well, next time you call to help me with a sentence, young people like to dig the truth. There is nothing wrong with it. Heaven digs in, and his face will inevitably be unsightly.”

Jiang Ning put down the information and cast a brisk look on Yu Tingchuan’s five senses: “Mr. Yu was wrong. I don’t know if Chen Wenjie will dig his own grave. I only know that Mrs. Yu must be ugly now, so Mr. Yu will Come to me.”

“Mr. Yu is really nice to his wife, which makes me envious.”

Jiang Ning drank slobber and said to himself: “Shen Zhi came to me yesterday evening and had a fight with me. He said that his favorite is your wife, no matter what kind of person your wife is, in his heart Always flawless, is it a loyal dog?”

Upon hearing this, Yu Tingchuan did not speak.

“I met Shen Zhi in a bar. Later, he divorced and stayed with me. I always felt that he didn’t love me enough. At least, it was definitely not like Mrs. Yu to Mrs. Yu. On the night of our engagement, he called Mrs. Yu I’m very curious about what kind of outstanding woman Mrs. Yu is that can make Shen Zhi remember this.”

Yu Tingchuan asked her: “So you sent someone to Yurao for investigation?”

This time, Jiang Ning did not deny it, and nodded: “I went to check, and it scared me.”

She looked at Yu Tingchuan again and smiled: “Mrs. Yu’s experience is too rich.” As she said, she pointed the stack of materials with her finger: “Look, Chen Wenjie just exposed the admission list of Nanda freshmen and your wife’s file. After being in jail, all the news about your wife later were dug up by netizens. Instead of blaming others, Yu always restrained your wife. She did her right job. Where can others find out? Is it a fuss?”

Xu Dong frowned slightly, thinking that Miss Jiang was a little bit too deceitful, but before he could say anything, Yu Tingchuan had already spoken: “No matter how good the character is, it can’t match the secretly cold arrow, but what Miss Jiang said, I I also wrote it down.”

When Jiang Ning heard this, his face was faintly proud.

At this time, her cell phone rang.

Yu Tingchuan picked up the tea cup on the table, lowered his head and sipped a sip. Jiang Ning answered the phone. It was a friend of hers who was calling. As soon as she was about to ask what was going on, the people over there had already hurriedly said: “Jiang Ning, Chen Wenjie My leg was broken just now!”

“Which leg?” Jiang Ning asked subconsciously.

“Both are broken.”

The other party said: “He and I came out of the nightclub at three o’clock in the morning and were going back to our residence. He had a drink and I went to drive. When I came back, the others were no longer at the door.”

As he said, the other party’s voice was somewhat suppressed: “I found it in the alley behind the nightclub. The whole body was blood. I was already speechless. Now I’m undergoing an examination in the hospital. The doctor just pinched Chen Wenjie’s leg and said the bones below his knees. It’s all broken, and…maybe in a wheelchair.”

Jiang Ning’s strength in holding the mobile phone increased. She looked up and looked at Yu Tingchuan, who was sitting opposite. Yu Tingchuan looked calm, as if she was just suspicious.

However, Jiang Ning did not believe that there would not be such a coincidence in the world.

After hanging up the phone, she told Yu Tingchuan: “Just now, Chen Wenjie was interrupted by someone in New York.”

Yu Tingchuan put the tea cup back on the table to a halt. When Jiang Ning’s questioning gaze was met, his eyes were still calm, his upper body leaning on a chair relaxedly: “New York is not as safe as the mainland. You should pay more attention when you go out. When walking along the river, there will always be times when your feet get wet.”

The last sentence is the key point in Jiang Ning’s ears.

However, before she could refute anything, Yu Tingchuan had slowly stood up, Jiang Ning looked up, and then looked at this man a few years older than him. He felt a little terrible, especially when the other party was looking at her condescendingly, even if she saw her. After the storm, I suddenly learned that Chen Wenjie had been paralyzed for the rest of his life, and his whole body was restless.

But Yu Tingchuan said lightly: “It’s already September, and it’s close to the 10th and 9th National Congress of the Communist Party of China. Ms. Jiang doesn’t think about herself, but should also think about the other people in the family. Are you right?”

“What if I say no?”

Jiang Ning sneered: “Mr. Yu doesn’t care about his wife, and pushes the responsibility on others, which also gives me an insight. If people outside know, what do you think they will think.”

As she said, her eyes turned straight: “Mrs. Yu is so beautiful, I really want to see what she looks like when she cries, and she can’t forget Shen Zhi, but I heard that women in confinement can’t cry. .”

Yu Tingchuan nodded, looking at Jiang Ning’s eyes that were not bottomed, but his brows were gentle: “So it seems that only Miss Jiang cried first, and she has no time to see my wife’s jokes.”

“…” Jiang Ning’s heartbeat was a little fast.

On this day, Yu Tingchuan left the fitness center, and the sky was getting darker.

As soon as he got in the car and found that Xu Dong was playing with his cell phone, Yu Tingchuan couldn’t help but ask, Xu Dong turned his head, he stopped talking, and finally said: “Mrs. is live.”

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Jiang Ning: “Which leg?”

Author: “…The third leg.”