Father Jiang looked hesitant, but couldn't withstand Jiang Wan's pleading. He reluctantly agreed, "Wanwan, Dad will only help you this last time. Whether it works out or not depends on whether there's really a fateful bond between you and Jiang Cong."
Seeing her goal achieved, Jiang Wan nodded repeatedly in agreement and repeatedly expressed her determination, "I just want to give it one last try. Otherwise, I'll regret it for the rest of my life."
As the night deepened, Father Jiang, being old and having waited for Jiang Wan for several hours, naturally couldn't hold on any longer. He turned around and went back to his bedroom.
After removing her makeup, Jiang Wan looked at the beautiful and charming woman in the mirror. She gave a captivating smile and softly parted her rosy lips. "Jiang Cong, I don't believe I still can't win you over this time!"
Jiang Wan, who had been longing for love in vain, had clearly fallen into a paranoid dead - end.
Meanwhile, the calm and self - composed Jiang Cong found a designated driver and drove back home.
Father and Mother Jiang had already gone to bed. Jiang Cong tiptoed in, quickly washed up, and then lay down on the bed.
"Little girl, I'll be back soon. You must wait for me," Jiang Cong murmured softly as his phone screen remained on the page showing three missed calls from Chen Er.
The next day, Jiang Cong went to the municipal police station. Shan Liang's statement had already been taken, and he would soon be sentenced by the court. The remaining work was just some ordinary registration and notification.
In the afternoon, Jiang Cong bid farewell to Bo Yan. But Bo Yan looked extremely strange today. He seemed to want to say something to Jiang Cong but hesitated.
"Just say it. What's up?" Jiang Cong didn't beat around the bush and asked directly.
Bo Yan swallowed hard and carefully chose his words, "Well, Uncle Jiang called me. He demanded that you be transferred back to Beijing. He also said that if I didn't agree, he would go to the higher - ups himself. It seems he's determined to keep you in Beijing."
Bo Yan had heard something about the Jiang family. He understood Father Jiang's actions. After all, Jiang Cong was young and promising, and the old man was getting old. He just hoped to have his grandson around and enjoy family happiness.
Jiang Cong's expression remained unchanged, and his voice was flat. "Don't worry about him. I'll talk some sense into him. I'm leaving."
After saying that, Jiang Cong left Bo Yan's office.
Bo Yan watched Jiang Cong leave and shook his head helplessly. Every family had its own hard - to - read scriptures. Even such an outstanding person like Jiang Cong had his own mess.
"Hello? Dad, what's going on?" As soon as Jiang Cong stepped out of Bo Yan's office, Father Jiang's call came through.
"It's nothing much. Your Uncle Jiang invited our whole family to dinner today. I'll send you the address later. After work, pick up Wanwan and come together." Father Jiang sounded very happy, and his tone involuntarily rose.
Darkness gradually filled Jiang Cong's eyes. He just grunted in response and then hung up the phone, citing something urgent as an excuse.
It seemed that Jiang Wan couldn't wait any longer and wanted to achieve her goal in a roundabout way. But it also depended on whether he liked it or not.
Since entering the police station today, Jiang Wan had been absent - minded. She was afraid that Jiang Cong would flat - out refuse her face - to - face. At the same time, she tried to comfort herself that Jiang Cong wouldn't be so disrespectful to Father Jiang's face.
Jiang Wan felt as if her heart was being fried in an oil pan. She couldn't sit still. In contrast, Jiang Cong was sitting leisurely on the edge of the bed, sipping tea while reading the latest newspaper.
The clock soon pointed to six. Those in the police station who had no cases to handle left work one after another. Soon, only a few people were left in the office area.
Jiang Wan was the first to lose her composure. She walked up to the figure by the window, raised her hand, and gently knocked on the window frame.
Jiang Cong closed the newspaper, stretched out his long legs, dropped a "Let's go" and then left.
The car was filled with silence. Jiang Wan tried to strike up a conversation several times to arouse Jiang Cong's interest, but Jiang Cong always gave perfunctory responses.
However, Jiang Wan didn't mind and still kept talking on her own.
When the car arrived at the hotel address sent by Father Jiang, Jiang Cong bent slightly as he got out of the car with his tall and straight figure. Jiang Wan followed closely behind. If an uninformed person saw them, they might praise them as a perfect match.
Jiang Wan enjoyed the envious and jealous looks cast by the women around her. It inflated her vanity.
The elevator door slowly closed, blocking the sight from outside.
Through the glass in the elevator, Jiang Wan looked at their backs standing side by side. She couldn't help feeling a surge of affection, and the obsession in her eyes was undisguised.
They soon reached their floor. Jiang Wan wanted to put her hand on Jiang Cong's arm, but Jiang Cong dodged to the side, increasing the distance between them. "Miss Jiang, please behave yourself."
Jiang Wan bit her lips embarrassedly. Tears glistened in her beautiful eyes, making her look even more pitiful. "Jiang Cong, don't you know my feelings for you? I really like you."
Jiang Cong stopped, turned around, and looked down at the petite Jiang Wan. There was no ripple in his eyes. "I don't like you. I didn't in the past, I don't now, and I never will in the future."
Jiang Cong made his feelings clear without leaving any room for Jiang Wan.
Jiang Wan stood still, crying and laughing. "Jiang Cong, you're too cruel."
Jiang Cong gave a faint smile. His face was extremely cold and aloof. The warm yellow light made his features look even more profound and charming. "I've always been like this. You're not the first one who likes me. I've gotten tired of rejecting people over the years."
Jiang Wan still refused to give up. She deluded herself and said, "Jiang Cong, we're clearly the same kind of people. Arrogant and aloof, seemingly having an unlimitedly glorious appearance. But I know we're both lonely. Only I'm worthy of you."
Jiang Cong looked at Jiang Wan with an unprecedentedly cold look, like a sharp blade, making Jiang Wan feel as if she had thorns on her back. "Don't think you know me well, Jiang Wan. You and I will never be possible."
Jiang Cong's words were sonorous. Each word hit hard on Jiang Wan's crumbling defense.
Just then, the phone rang. Jiang Cong took out his phone and saw it was Chen Er.
"Hello? What's up?" Jiang Cong's tone was gentle, and his solemn expression softened.
Jiang Wan looked at Jiang Cong's change with a venomous look. The smile on her lips was distorted. She deliberately spoke in a hoarse voice, drawing out her words, and pleaded with Jiang Cong, "Jiang Cong, please give me another chance, okay? I really know I was wrong, Jiang Cong."
The female voice clearly came through the phone to Chen Er's ears.
Was he really with another woman?
Chen Er gave a self - deprecating smile and said calmly, "It's okay. It seems I called at a bad time. You're busy. I'll hang up."
Then, without waiting for Jiang Cong's response, Chen Er quickly hung up the phone, trying her best to avoid the truth.
She was afraid of hearing an affirmative answer from Jiang Cong.