Chapter 185: Jiang Zhen's Conspiracy
Song Yunyan opened his eyes and felt that the man in the suit and leather shoes in front of him was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.
She frowned, didn't move for a while, and asked first, "Mr. Jiang?"
"Jiang Zhen. ”
The man said in a deep voice.
Song Yunyan suddenly recognized the person, this was Jiang Zhen's assistant.
How could Jiang Zhen be on this flight?
Song Yunyan was suspicious, but he was Jiang Rongqing's father after all, so she got up politely and followed the assistant to Jiang Zhen's side.
"Well, hello uncle. ”
Jiang Zhen did not attend her wedding with Jiang Rongqing at all, and she never changed her name to Dad.
Therefore, at this time, only the embarrassed address is "uncle".
Jiang Zhen sat in the sofa chair, holding a book in his hand.
Hearing this, he slowly put down the book, raised his eyes and glanced at her lightly, his eyes were not very satisfied, and he ordered in a deep voice: "Sit." ”
"Thank you, uncle. ”
Song Yunyan sat down respectfully, and listened to Jiang Zhen say: "This time I went to country M, is it to help Rong Qing investigate Jiang Ci?"
Regarding Jiang Ci's matter, Song Yunyan really mentioned it to Jiang Rongqing.
She said that she was in country M, so she could find an opportunity to help him check.
But Jiang Rongqing immediately refused, and strictly ordered her to only film well and not risk her life.
She knew that she had a few pounds and a few taels, and if she had to meddle in those, she might become a burden to Jiang Rongqing, so she didn't force it and decided to listen to him.
At this moment, she honestly said to Jiang Zhen: "I'm afraid I don't have that ability, this time I went to country M to finish filming a drama that I signed before." ”
"Still filming?"
Jiang Zhen frowned, showing the majesty of his elders.
He pursed his thin lips and said coldly: "Since you are married to Rong Qing, you have to know your identity, and you are still going to show up for filming, where do you ask him to put his face?"
Taking a breath of relief, he said to himself: "When you go to country M, you will contact the contract, and I can pay the liquidated damages for you." ”
For this father-in-law, Song Yunyan was actually very dissatisfied.
She didn't care how he treated her, the key was that his cowardice had hurt Jiang Rongqing for too many years.
As long as he can be like a man and balance Ji Ying a little, Jiang Rongqing will not suffer so much, let alone almost die in country M.
At this moment, her respect for him all comes from his blood relationship with Jiang Rongqing.
But he was so aggressive, she stood up directly, and said without humility or arrogance: "Uncle Jiang, acting is my career, I can make money and eat with my ability, and there is nothing to embarrass Rong Qing." ”
"You!"
Jiang Zhen was forced to look up at her, glaring angrily for a while.
She paused and continued: "Rong Qing herself is also very supportive of my career, so my work is not to worry about my uncle. ”
After speaking, she smiled and said "goodbye", then Shi Shiran turned around and returned to her seat.
After she left, Jiang Zhen sat stiff for a moment, as if he couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed a water cup on the table, and fell to the ground in a vent.
Scold.
His wife looked down on him, his son despised him, and now a little drama dared to show off in front of him because he married his son.
Since Ji Ying's death, he thought that the days of humiliation had finally passed.
Unexpectedly, no one was willing to take him, the elder of the Jiang family, in his eyes.
When he was in China, he always wanted to find Song Yunyan and set up rules for her, so that he could regain the majesty of his elders.
But Jiang Rongqing didn't give him a chance to see Song Yunyan at all.
It was easy to find out about her flight, and he chased after her to warn her, and was so slighted.
After smashing the cup, his chest rose and fell violently in anger.
The flight attendant hurriedly came over to clean up, and his assistant was also busy, and cautiously reassured: "Mr. Jiang, don't be angry, this woman must have been spoiled by the young master, so I don't know how thick the sky is!"
"Rong Qing, this kid, is too willful!"
Jiang Zhen put on the posture of being a father and said in a deep voice: "For such a woman, his soul has been lost, and he must not be allowed to continue to indulge." ”
"You...... What are you going to do?"
The assistant stared at his face and asked cautiously.
Jiang Zhen actually has no real purpose, he is just that he has been bullied for too long, and he can't stand that he still can't be the master of his son after Ji Ying's death.
If you change your son to a woman of his choice and blow the pillow wind, maybe he will have a better attitude towards him as a father and respect him more.
Thinking of this, Jiang Zhen beckoned to the assistant.
The assistant immediately understood and came over close to the ear.
After hearing him say a few words, the assistant nodded again and again, indicating that he would definitely do it.
The plane flew for dozens of hours, and when it arrived in country M, it was early in the morning.
Song Yunyan got off the plane, and a driver had already come to pick her up and send her directly to Jiang Rongqing's villa here.
She remembered that the first time she came to this villa, she and Jiang Rongqing had misunderstandings through layers, and her state of mind was bleak and sad.
But now, when she came back alone, she felt very kind, as if she was coming home.
After arriving at the villa, she first sent a message to Jiang Rongqing to report her safety.
Now that it's late at night in China, she didn't expect him to reply, and she didn't want him to come back immediately: get a good night's sleep first, and pour out the jet lag.
Song Yunyan was surprised, and immediately replied: You still tell me to sleep? It's eleven o'clock at night in China, why don't you sleep?
Jiang Rongqing paused for a moment and called a few words: in a meeting.
She didn't believe it: What time is it, you still lie to me? Go to sleep, good.
Unconsciously, she became more and more presumptuous in front of him.
Especially when she saw the word "good", Jiang Rongqing was angry and funny, and directly sent her a video invitation.
Song Yunyan immediately clicked on it, and the upper body of a man in a suit and leather shoes appeared on the mobile phone screen, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed eyes on his cold face, his hairstyle was not messy, and even his tie was meticulous.
Behind him was the screen in the Jiang family's conference room, and the sound of discussion among the participating executives was faintly heard in the earpiece, which was really a meeting.
After being together for so long, Song Yunyan rarely had the opportunity to see him working in front of people.
At this moment, she swept away the exhaustion of the journey, smiled on her cheeks, and stared at the man on the screen without blinking.
At the meeting, the executives had a heated discussion.
Jiang Rongqing is not a leader who talks a lot, he listens quietly most of the time, and occasionally speaks in a deep tone, which must be to the point and the final word.
That unquestionable aura, even across the screen, makes people yearn for it.
His appearance was too meticulous, Song Yunyan suddenly became playful, and typed over: Husband, you are so handsome today, people like it so much.
After sending the text, it also comes with a cautious emoji.
She wanted to tease the tense man and watch him lose his temper in front of people.
No, Jiang Rongqing lowered her eyelids, glanced at the screen, tapped the keyboard with her fingers in front of everyone, and rewarded her with two words: Don't make trouble.
Song Yunyan felt more and more interesting, and stimulated him with more sensual words: Husband, people have been thinking about you for just a few hours after they have been apart, can you smile and show others.