Chapter 101 Update

Chapter 101 Update

"Such a malicious-minded person, dare we even use the health talisman he writes for our father?"

"Exactly, wearing it might even bring misfortune."

"It seems some are too eager to inherit the estate without restrictions, almost as if they're hoping for trouble..."

This remark was quite cutting, leaving Old Master Wang gasping for breath, with others quickly coming to his aid.

Old Master Wang pushed the helpers away and, leaning on his cane, resumed his seat at the head, his face ashen: "Wang Liu, what exactly is going on?"

Wang Liu, casting a resentful glance at Xie Qingfeng and the others, knelt down and crawled to Old Master Wang, burying his face in his father's knees: "Father, I was deceived by that Taoist priest too, please save me."

If he got imprisoned, suppressing the news about not being a Wang would be impossible.

He didn't believe it, but if something was discovered...

Without the Wang family's protection, he wouldn’t know how he'd meet his end.

Hao Jixin snickered from the side.

His laughter was loud enough to draw Old Master Wang’s displeasure.

Hao Jixin, noting his expression, 'helpfully' added: "Seems like Old Master Wang is unaware of the other half of the message my master sent yesterday?"

"Shut up! Just shut up!" Wang Liu, in a daze, rushed forward.

Hao Jixin clicked his tongue, shielding Xie Qingfeng and Jing Xi, and kicked Wang Liu to the ground.

He had no choice; these tasks used to be Jing Yi's job, but now Jing, being a 'general', had risen in status, so he took over.

He had been wanting to kick Wang Liu since their last encounter.

As Wang Liu fell, Hao Jixin kindly revealed: "Apart from claiming a debt, we came to kindly inform Old Master Wang that your illegitimate son is not your biological child."

Snap!

Something dropped from someone's hand, creating a noise.

The murmuring in the hall suddenly silenced, leaving only the sounds of Wang Liu struggling to get up and his angry panting.

Old Master Wang's face changed colors, finally clenching his back teeth tightly: "You said, what?"

If it were anyone else speaking, he wouldn't believe a word.

But the young man who spoke was Master Xie's associate.

His words were as good as Master Xie’s.

Hao Jixin's elated voice followed in the eerily silent hall: "Old Master Wang, your head is shining green."

Old Master Wang almost choked on his breath, gasping: "You, you..."

Hao Jixin, stroking his chin, added more kindly: "Considering the age, it's been green for over twenty years, right? My goodness, doesn't that make you a green turtle?"

Deputy Chief Ai and others, already in the know, couldn't help but glance at Old Master Wang’s head: Oh, the horror.

Old Master Wang really couldn't hold up anymore and fainted.

The butler, holding the card, stood there bewildered: ?? What happened? What's going on?

He had only been gone for about ten minutes, right?

How did it feel like he missed an entire drama?

With Old Master Wang fainted, the Wang family members certainly wouldn't protect Wang Liu, rather wishing he would just vanish.

Deputy Chief Ai successfully handcuffed Wang Liu and took him away.

President Miao's team took the Taoist priest mentioned by Wang Liu into custody, along with any others implicated.

As for Xie Qingfeng, after explaining the reason for the debt collection, he wrote a receipt, took the card, and left.

Wang Liu attempted to resist but was swiftly subdued by a tap on the back of his neck from Ai Yi.

The subsequent investigation was left to the Wang family, saving them further involvement.

However, once it’s confirmed that Wang Liu is not a true blood relative, there would be more turmoil.

Considering how much Old Master Wang had boasted about his illegitimate son over the years, the mockery he'd face after the revelation would be his just desserts.

After returning, Xie Qingfeng and his companions handed the card over to President Zhu.

Thus, President Zhu effectively saved a life without spending a penny, while the money Jing Xi previously received was compensation for the jade.

Old Master Wang ended up being the biggest loser in this saga, doubly so.

Once in custody of the Special Department, Wang Liu, realizing his downfall, confessed readily.

The Taoist priest was also apprehended soon after, despite his attempts at resistance. Ai Yi and his team were well-prepared and overpowered him with numbers.

They succeeded in capturing him with their superior force.

By the time Xie Qingfeng and his companions returned to the hotel, it was already afternoon.

They planned to rest a bit before starting their journey back to City C.

Jing Xi followed Xie Qingfeng like a shadow as he packed, his eyes filled with a mournful look, as if he had been abandoned.

Xie Qingfeng didn’t have many belongings, so he finished packing quickly.

Turning back, he glanced at him: "What’s with that look?"

Jing Xi, drooping his head, revealed a smile: "A pitiful, yearning look, asking for affection."

Xie Qingfeng ignored him, continuing to pack his charger into the backpack.

Jing Xi leaned in closer, murmuring, "Your memory is really good, not forgetting anything."

But how could he forget about him?

Xie Qingfeng glanced at him: "If you don’t mind the trouble, you can follow me back and then return from City C's airport. It won’t delay your work tomorrow morning."

Jing Xi’s eyes brightened: "Really?"

Xie Qingfeng, serious: "You can try."

Jing Xi's excited gaze dimmed, fearing that 'trying' might lead to his demise.

Despite his reluctance, Jing Xi eventually took Xie Qingfeng and Hao Jixin to the airport.

Afraid of attracting attention, he didn’t dare enter the airport, watching from outside as Xie Qingfeng went in, and only left after the plane took off and flew over his head.

Xie Qingfeng sat by the window, looking down, but unable to see anything.

The image of Jing Xi’s reluctant face when they parted flashed through his mind, stirring an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

Perhaps he was influenced by Jing Xi.

Although he said he didn’t care, he still closed his eyes, thinking about next week's schedule. Some of the courses were electives, already completed in advance, freeing up quite a bit of time.

Calculating, he found that he had no classes on Wednesday afternoon and only the last one on Thursday.

The last class on Thursday could be skipped.

This way, he could make a trip over on Wednesday afternoon.

Mainly because Jing Xi looked too desolate when he left, but there was no need to tell Jing Xi that; it would be a surprise for him later.

He just hoped it wouldn’t turn out to be a shock instead.

Jing Xi, since Xie Qingfeng's departure, felt each day drag on endlessly, pouring his energy into the company.

The sooner he finished, the sooner he could go back.

President Zhu was especially touched, thinking the world still had good people; Master Xie was one, and President Jing was another.

Liang Chenglei, seeing through everything: "No, you’re overthinking it. Look, if Mr. Xie comes now, would he still work?"

Jing Xi, until 5 PM, about to leave work, received a video call from President Zhu. The camera flashed, and Zhu smiled weakly at him: "Hi? President Jing busy?"

Jing Xi, expressionless: "Speak if you have business."

This delayed his leaving to video call with the national master.

The national master had no classes in the afternoon, perfect for going back to eat and chat, and incidentally playing up his misery to gain some sympathy.

President Zhu coughed softly: "It's like this, my grandfather is celebrating his big birthday today."

Jing Xi: "Oh."

President Zhu: "He’s turning eighty, a significant birthday!"

Jing Xi: "So what?" His grandfather isn't my grandfather. Why tell me this?

President Zhu, feeling guilty yet compelled, shared: "Well, my grandfather is surnamed An. The An and Zhu families have a good relationship. For his eightieth birthday, the Zhu family will definitely be invited. As you know, my third uncle suffered a loss because of me... I heard he plans to use the banquet to cause trouble for my grandfather."

If it weren't for his current condition, he would have gone himself.

He also worried that letting the old man know would cause him concern, so he kept it a secret.

But if his grandfather’s birthday celebration gets ruined, he didn’t trust anyone else to handle it.

There is one person capable of dealing with Uncle Zhu, just his presence alone might keep him quiet.

Jing Xi, lifting his eyelids, saw President Zhu's guilty look through the camera and understood what he meant.

He wanted him to attend as a deterrent, to ward off any troublemakers.

Jing Xi normally wouldn’t bother, but the national master did ask him to look after President Zhu before leaving.

After all, President Zhu's trouble was unwarranted; it stemmed from his company listing Xie Qingfeng as a shareholder, attracting Wang Liu's revenge.

Jing Xi remained silent, leaving President Zhu uncertain.

To his surprise, Jing Xi then nodded in agreement.

President Zhu, shocked: "You mean... you agree?"

Jing Xi: "Obviously, send me the time and place, and remember to prepare a gift."

President Zhu quickly agreed, ending the call with tearful eyes of gratitude: He knew it! President Jing, tough on the outside but soft inside, truly a good person!

Liang Chenglei also rubbed the back of his head and looked outside the hospital room, wondering why the sky wasn’t raining red.

Xie Qingfeng arrived at the airport around seven or eight in the evening, about an hour's drive from the hotel where Jing Xi was staying.