Chapter 8: I'm Out Double, Four Million!
Jiang Fengwu was joking.
Jiang Fengwu wasn't joking.
Meng Jinchao didn't know how to answer for a while.
It is perfunctory and inappropriate to use a joking tone, after all, Jiang Fengwu is a sincere person, and he must be sincere in return.
Accept it, Jiang Fengwu is indeed impeccable, but he really doesn't have the heart to talk about his girlfriend now, after all, the relationship with Zhao Chun for more than a year, the feelings derived from the poor environment are often more unforgettable.
He knew that he would never accept Zhao Chun again, but he still needed a while to dilute his feelings for Zhao Chun.
"Okay, I'm kidding you." Jiang Fengwu smiled and gave Meng Jinchao a piece of chicken, "Eat quickly, let's go out for a walk when we are full." ā
Meng Jinchao saw the loss in the depths of her eyes, and sighed in her heart, maybe this is the most difficult to accept the grace of a beauty.
"How about it, Qinggao, Miss Jiang has taken a fancy to it, and people still disdain it." Pantene said, her heart was sour, why didn't a man with the same conditions as Jiang Fengwu take a fancy to her?
"Pretending to be affectionate? Want to get away with it? Such a disgusting man, the old lady has seen a lot, and I will see if he can pretend to be able to come out in a while! The little lady with two long legs and tattoos sneered.
"Did you explain clearly? Don't hurt Jiang Fengwu, and make things bigger. Pantene said cautiously.
"Put a hundred and twenty hearts, they are all veterans." The little sister said old-fashionedly.
Meng Jinchao ate this meal to his heart's content, in the past, only he could eat such a "luxury meal" during the New Year, last night he said that he wanted to have a big meal, but he didn't eat a mouthful, two glasses of wine went straight down, although it was Zhou Zhou who bought the bill, but it was still wronged.
Meng Jinchao finished the order and left side by side with Jiang Fengwu.
"It's been a long time since I've been singing, shall we go and sing?" Jiang Fengwu asked expectantly.
"Okay, what do you want to do tonight, I'll be with you to the end." Meng Jinchao said with a smile.
"Hehe, this is what you said, don't give me a poor egg, Ming'er will cry for me again, I won't ...... Yes! Jiang Fengwu didn't finish speaking, and suddenly exclaimed.
"Don't you look at the road when you walk!"
Watching five or six young people in society, the flat-headed young man at the head was sturdy and fierce, and shouted at Jiang Fengwu.
"What's wrong?" Meng Jinchao glanced at these people and asked Jiang Fengwu.
"Foot, it hurts......" Jiang Fengwu squatted down, rubbing the foot that was stepped on, and his eyes were red in pain.
"Apologize." Meng Jinchao stared coldly at the flat-headed young man and said.
"Your girlfriend bumped into me, she's the one who should apologize, right?" The flat-headed young man was domineering and pushed Meng Jinchao.
Meng Jinchao was pushed and stumbled, clenching his fists.
A few flat-headed young men came from the side, and it was clear that they deliberately bumped into Jiang Fengwu.
"Who sent you? Yang Jiaming? Xu Xinyue? Or Pantene? ā
"What bullshit you said, apologize quickly, Lao Tzu is not embarrassed by women, you, apologize to Lao Tzu immediately!"
The flat-headed young man's fingers poked and poked at Meng Jinchao's chest, and the anger in Meng Jinchao's heart rose, and his fists clenched tighter, but he finally slowly let go of his fists.
"You can't be angry, you must not be angry, if you don't have the ability to protect the women around you, you are not qualified to be angry!"
He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and bent down to help Jiang Fengwu up, when suddenly his ribs were heavy and he fell to the side.
"Fuck you, you want to leave without apologizing? Brothers, call me! The flat-headed young man roared, took the lead, and led a few people to surround Meng Jinchao and punch and kick him.
"Don't fight! Don't fight! Jiang Fengwu endured the pain in her feet and ran up, but in the end, she is a pampered girl, where does she have the strength of these young people in society?
Meng Jinchao covered his head with his hands, feeling the raindrops of punches and feet, his whole body was numb, and he couldn't even hear the muffled sound of the gravity of his fists and feet on the flesh, he remembered that when he was in Chending Property yesterday afternoon, Yang Dahong instructed the security guards to do this to him.
Unwillingness, anger, and grievance, and finally evolved into extreme anger......
When the corner of his eye swept Jiang Fengwu to be pushed down by a young man in society, the fuse was completely ignited.
He reached into his pocket with one hand, and when he pulled it out, he had an extra switchblade in his hand.
I don't know where the strength came from, he suddenly got up from the ground with punches and kicks from all directions, his eyes were blood-red, and the switchblade quickly stabbed into the abdomen of the flat-headed youth.
The flat-headed young man's eyes widened in disbelief, his body instantly slumped, and then he collapsed in a pool of blood.
Where have these pseudo-social youths seen this kind of battle, and they were stunned on the spot for a while.
"Murder! Kill! ā
I don't know who shouted, and several young people woke up, turned around and ran.
If it were to kill them, they would have no good fruit to eat.
Meng Jinchao stood in place like a wooden man.
"Don't be afraid." Jiang Fengwu got up from the ground and limped up, her life was very simple, she had never been exposed to blood, and she was also afraid, but she felt more sorry for Meng Jinchao.
"Today, don't be afraid, let's go home first, I'll ask my dad to come and deal with it."
"Good...... Go home. ā
Meng Jinchao came back to his senses, shook his numb head, and grinned.
"I'll carry you."
He squatted down with his back to Jiang Fengwu, Jiang Fengwu silently lay up, his slender arms tightly around his neck.
"That kid, you have such a lot of guts?" Pantene stood at the door of the restaurant, her eyes glazed and frightened.
"Let's go, let's go quickly, we have to say hello to Jiaming quickly, we're done with our lives." The little sister pulled Pantene, and several people left in a hurry.
On the side of the road, there are no more pedestrians, no less.
Meng Jinchao is 1.75 meters tall, but his body has been lacking in nutrients for a long time, and it is still quite difficult to carry Jiang Fengwu, who is 1.68 meters on his back.
"Does your foot still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt much, let's get a taxi to the front."
"Okay."
Meng Jinchao didn't succeed, so he responded, carrying Jiang Fengwu on his back, walking step by step, his mind was on that knife.
The champion of the provincial college entrance examination is also a person, even if he knows that he has the Ye family as the backing, but he has never experienced killing after all, and that knife really has a great impact on his psychology.
The first time the knife was stabbed, he was stunned, and then, two extremely contradictory emotions of panic and excitement surged like a tide.
He was scared, but his pores were wide open, and he felt an extreme sense of excitement that he had never experienced before.
After getting into the taxi, Meng Jinchao gently lifted Jiang Fengwu's feet, Jiang Fengwu gasped, and his good-looking brows were twisted.
"It hurts?"
"Well, it hurts."
"Bear with me, I'll see."
Meng Jinchao moved softly, took off Jiang Fengwu's shoes and socks, and suddenly looked strange.
Jiang Fengwu's instep was only slightly red, and there was no swelling......
"It hurts, huh?" Meng Jinchao couldn't help but smile.
"Mmmm, it hurts so much, I've never hurt like this." Jiang Fengwu said pitifully.
"Blow, blow, blow and blow won't hurt." Meng Jinchao hooked his head and blew up, "Whew, whew, whew-"
"I remember when I was a child, I broke my knee while walking, and my grandmother helped me blow it like this, and every time I blew the wound, it didn't hurt, and you didn't even break the skin, and you didn't hurt the bones, it definitely worked." In the interval of breath, Meng Jinchao chuckled.
"Really?" Jiang Fengwu was innocent.
"Really." Meng Jinchao nodded seriously and blew for a while, "How is it, it doesn't hurt, right?" ā
"Huh?" Jiang Fengwu twisted his ankle a few times, then reached out and rubbed it, surprised, "It really doesn't hurt." ā
Meng Jinchao couldn't help but laugh and put on Jiang Fengwu's shoes and socks again, this delicate rich princess was so delicate that people's teeth were crispy.
To be honest, he never knew that Jiang Fengwu was so squeamish, remembering the scene when she was angry in the classroom during the day, probably she was also divided? It was because of Zhao Chun that he didn't dare to show his vulnerable side in front of him?
Not only Meng Jinchao, but even the taxi driver couldn't help but laugh kindly.
"Young man, your little girlfriend, it's very interesting, cherish it." The taxi master's tone was not without envy, thinking about the yellow-faced woman at home who had serious violent tendencies, her heart ached.
"I'm not his girlfriend." Jiang Fengwu protested.
"Oh?"
"IāI'm still chasing him......"
"Hahaha."
The taxi driver laughed.
This time, Meng Jinchao didn't smile, looking at the fast-passing scene outside the window, silent.
The taxi pulled over, and the Qingfeng Garden was the place that changed Meng Jinchao's life.
Meng Jinchao knew that Jiang Fengwu's home was here, but he didn't know which villa it was.
When it was delivered to the door, Meng Jinchao found out that Jiang Fengwu's home was on the left side of the villa where he saw his grandmother last time.
Qingfeng Garden is located in Bijia Mountain, the villa where the grandmother lives is the highest peak in the middle, and Jiang Fengwu's home is on the small peak on the left-hand side, the so-called second most luxurious villa compound in Kunming.
"Dad! Grandpa Sue! ā
There were two people standing at the gate of the compound.
The middle-aged man led by him wears lounge clothes, but the temperament that has lived on people for a long time can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.
Next to the middle-aged man, there is an old man in a kung fu shirt, with a mediocre temperament and eyes as bright as an eagle.
"Dad, I hurt someone today, you can help him, he hurt people to protect me!"
"Dad knows, tired, you go first to rest, Dad chats with your classmates alone, don't worry, Dad will deal with the rest of the matter."
Looking at his anxious daughter, Jiang Lixing rubbed her head dotingly.
"Okay, then you will remember to send a car to send me home later, we are not good at taking a taxi in this place." Jiang Fengwu nodded obediently, her father, has given her enough security since she was a child, as long as she promises her things, nothing can be done!
"Today, my dad wants to talk to you, I'll go in first." Jiang Fengwu said to Meng Jinchao again.
"Rest early." Meng Jinchao said with a soft smile.
"Bye-bye." Jiang Fengwu waved his hand, turned his height and went back happily.
It wasn't until Jiang Fengwu entered the house that Jiang Lixing spoke.
"Today, to be honest, I was surprised by your performance today, in my impression you are a cautious person, I didn't expect that you would be willing to stab Feng Wu!"
Meng Jinchao didn't speak, he knew that Jiang Lixing had something to say.
Sure enough, here comes the point.
"With your ingenuity, you should know the consequences of your stabbing, whether the young man will let you go, and the police will not let you go. Of course, for Feng Wu's sake, I'll help you deal with the aftermath, but I hope you don't get too close to Feng Wu in the future, I said this to you a few years ago, and you won't forget it with your memory, besides-"
Jiang Lixing took out the check that had been prepared a long time ago.
"This is two million, take it, go buy a small house, and the rest of the money will be enough for you and your father to live comfortably for several years."
"Spending so much money just to buy your daughter away from me?"
"It's not much, my Jiang Lixing's daughter is worth the price!"
Hearing this, Meng Jinchao silently took out a bank card from his pocket.
"I'll pay double, four million, to buy your daughter."