Chapter 175 - Uncle Arrives: Don't Touch the Knife? I'll Try
Chapter 175 – Uncle Arrives: Don’t Touch the Knife? I’ll Try
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Huamao Hotel…
Yan Wangchuan stood there solemnly like the cold wind.
The group of reporters looked at each other. For a moment, no one actually dared to ask questions until a male reporter stood up. “Mr. Yan, are you that President Yan from Yan Jewelries?”
Yan Wangchuan looked at him, his gaze open and honest. He didn’t avoid facing the camera.
“Is there another person called Yan Wangchuan?”
The reporter was rendered speechless and smiled awkwardly. How should I interview him? I can’t continue with the next line at all.
Another reporter jumped out. “Um… what’s your relationship with Ms.. Qiao?”
“Senior and junior disciples.”
Not many people knew that Yan Wangchuan’s master was Old Master Qiao. Others might not know this, but he wouldn’t lie in public.
Everyone suddenly understood. No one had mentioned before that the Qiao family actually had such connections. Coupled with the fact that the Fu family had insisted on marrying Song Fengwan, it was no longer strange that they had such a tradition of apprenticeship.
The Qiao family might be a treasure trove. Their connections were always unexpected.
To begin with, the Yan family was in the jewelry business, so they had the same background as the Qiao family. It was not surprising for him to acknowledge Old Master Qiao as his master.
“Then are you two simply senior and junior apprentices now?” A reporter started getting gossipy.
“That’s a personal question. I’m not obligated to answer you.”
Another reporter ‘died’. It’s too difficult to interview him.
Yan Wangchuan tugged at his sleeve and loosened his cufflinks. “We’ve known each other for more than thirty years. When I found out that she was in trouble, I came over to take a look. Is there a problem?
“We haven’t seen each other in more than twenty years, ever since she got married. The last time we met was after the filiation banquet. We’ve had a total of seven meals together, and five of them were outside. I can tell you all about the restaurants and the time. You can check.
“The other two times, there were juniors present in the house she’s currently staying in.
“I didn’t cross the line with her at all. The surveillance cameras in the restaurants and neighborhoods can be checked. When I went in and out with her, and whether we were hiding furtively or not, it’s all very clear.
“We are upright and have done nothing wrong. If we were having an affair, we wouldn’t have not done the slightest bit of covering up at all. We even went to restaurants with a great number of people and let people take photos unrestrictedly.”
Actually, when Yan Wangchuan appeared, everyone thought that the argument that he was a wild man was too absurd.
Previously, there was even a rumor online that he was Qiao Aiyun’s boy toy. This was even more nonsensical. With the Yan family’s assets, it was hardly difficult to buy everything the Song family had.
At this point, Song Jingren had already gotten up from the ground staggeringly.
“When I met with an old friend, someone took photos of us secretly and violated my personal privacy. Exposing our photos is already illegal.
“I won’t say anything else. I’ve already called the police and sent someone to start a full investigation.
“For criminals who spread malicious rumors, illegally stalked others, and secretly took photos, they will be held accountable to the end.”
Yan Wangchuan was full of confidence from beginning to end. He spoke seriously and uprightly, neither servile nor overbearing.
It formed a strong contrast with Song Jingren’s hysteria and that crazy look he displayed when he was about to lay his hands on a woman.
“You’re still going to hold me accountable? Do you dare to say that you don’t have any thoughts about Qiao Aiyun?” Song Jingren opened his mouth and spoke. His facial nerves were pulled, and his expression was distorted from the pain.
Yan Wangchuan glanced at him. “The two of you are about to get a divorce. What does it have to do with you who she associates with or has a meal with?”
Song Jingren’s mind exploded. “We’re not divorced yet. She’s still my wife at this moment.”
“So? Are you planning to… domestically abuse her in front of so many people?”
Song Jingren was so angry that he laughed. “Who exactly was the one beaten up? I abused her?”
“You deserve it.”
Qiao Aiyun was originally on tenterhooks, but she was amused by these words. Senior Brother, can you not speak the truth so earnestly and solemnly at a time like this?
“Yes, I deserve it.” Song Jingren reached out and rubbed his waist. F*ck, my old injuries haven’t healed yet, and now, I have new injuries. I and this man are definitely fated to clash.
“Yes, it’s good that you know,” Yan Wangchuan added.
Song Jingren wished he could rush up and beat him up.
But he knew very well that the disparity between their strength was too great. If he rushed over, Yan Wangchuan would definitely take this opportunity to beat him up again.
He couldn’t be embarrassed anymore.
Everyone was dumbfounded. Where did this man come from? Song Jingren’s words just now were clearly because he was so angry that he didn’t know what to say. Why did you answer him? Are you trying to piss him off to death?
“Yan Wangchuan, you…” Song Jingren gritted his teeth.
“Go back and wait for my lawyer’s letter. If you reject it, I’ll personally deliver it to you.”
Everyone looked at each other. They could only say that in terms of aura, Song Jingren couldn’t win.
He stood there, upright and frank, not afraid of others taking photos at all, let alone investigating him.
“As a man, I hope you can be a little manlier. If you want something, just say it. Don’t say one thing and do another. Don’t be a hypocrite. You’re really lowly and despicable.
“In front of so many people, against a woman who was once your wife, you said vicious words and even pressured her at every step. I don’t think this is what a man should do.
“Are you threatening a woman to show how powerful you are? Or are you forcing her to this extent to satisfy your dirty and twisted mentality?”
…
Qiao Aiyun looked up slightly and stared at Yan Wangchuan’s back. His shoulders were very broad. When the light shone over, the shadow formed by his body completely covered her.
She never knew that he was so glib-tongued.
After knowing him for so long, this was the first time she saw him talk so much.
Faced with Yan Wangchuan’s censure, Song Jingren was powerless to refute. The disdainful and contemptuous voices below the stage became even louder. He gritted his teeth…
“You’ve already said everything that’s nice! Who knows what the two of you did behind my back?!
“Everyone might not understand, but they were once engaged! How can two people be together like this? Just purely eating and chatting?
“Maybe even with a blanket covering you two, you two are just chatting!”
Yan Wangchuan’s fingers tightened. “Do you want to die?”
Seeing that his expression wasn’t right, Qiao Aiyun reached out to grab his hand. “Why are you talking to him about this? Everyone knows the truth inside their hearts.
“I believe that after what happened tonight, everyone already has a good understanding of his character.
“What credibility can his words have? Why do you have to get angry and get into a fight with him?”
When Song Jingren saw that the two of them seemed to be holding hands, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he was so angry that he vomited blood.
“Let’s go. Let’s go—” Qiao Aiyun was afraid that he would do something extreme out of anger.
He’s clearly already in his forties. Why does he seem like a child who can’t control his emotions?
It’s so worrying.
It was enough that she had achieved her goal tonight. She believed that justice was in the hearts of people, and everyone was already well aware of the situation.
Fighting with him here… No one could do anything if he was being unreasonable. It would be too shameful.
The moment Qiao Aiyun left, the security guards withdrew, and Song Jingren was immediately surrounded by reporters. The reporters shoved and jostled one another. There were even people who went to pick up the photos and the apology letter. The scene was chaotic, and it seemed as if they wanted to squeeze Song Jingren to death.
Geng Ying ordered the security guards to escort Qiao Aiyun and the others out.
Qiao Aiyun saw Song Fengwan and Fu Chen backstage and was stunned for a moment. Then she nodded at Fu Chen, and the group quickly left the hotel.
Fu Chen pulled Song Fengwan into his car, and Qiao Aiyun naturally got into the same car as Yan Wangchuan.
While the reporters were swarming out, the cars had already sped out of the hotel garage…
Qiao Aiyun heaved a long sigh of relief. She subconsciously reached out to rearrange her messy hair, only to realize that Yan Wangchuan was still holding her hand tightly.
She frowned slightly.
Everything had been too fast-paced just now. She had nearly run all the way while Yan Wangchuan had still been moving seriously and slowly. She had been anxious and afraid that the reporters would rush over, so she had grabbed his hand and didn’t let go the whole time. Now, we’re already in the car, so why is he still…?
His hand was very big, and there were also many calluses on his palm. It felt scalding hot.
Qiao Aiyun’s heart skipped a beat. Her fingers moved twice as she tried to break free. A certain someone lowered his head and stared at their intertwined hands without moving.
“Senior Brother?”
Yan Wangchuan tilted his head and looked at her with an indifferent face.
“Your hand… you can let go now.” Qiao Aiyun was slightly embarrassed.
Yan Wangchuan let go. His palm was all sweaty.
It was as if it had been soaked in water.
Qiao Aiyun’s hand was covered in sweat because of him. She wiped her hand with a tissue and handed him another one. “Senior Brother, thank you for today.”
“It’s what I should do.” Yan Wangchuan took the tissue and wiped his palm like how she wiped her hand.
His lifestyle was rough, so even when his palm was sweaty, it dried very quickly. There was no need for him to specially wipe it.
The interior of the car fell into a strange silence.
Geng Ying sat in the front passenger seat and browsed the news and comments online. All of them supported Qiao Aiyun. This divorce lawsuit was considered in the bag.
“By the way, Mr. Yan, are you going to sue Song Jingren? Do you need a lawyer?” Geng Ying wouldn’t let go of this opportunity to make money.
Yan Wangchuan raised his eyebrow. “I have a professional legal team.”
“Oh.” Geng Ying pouted. How impressive. He even has a team.
Yan Wangchuan looked back at Qiao Aiyun. “My lawyers are all men.”
Qiao Aiyun almost vomited blood. I didn’t ask about it. Why did you suddenly explain?
“You said just now that you remember the restaurants you two ate at and the time. Is this true? Those reporters will definitely want these things later. They aren’t easy to fool.” Geng Ying was speechless.
“I remember. I also remember what I ate.” Yan Wangchuan’s tone was still cold and emotionless.
“You have a good memory?”
“No.”
“Then…” Geng Ying was curious. Who would deliberately remember this kind of thing? It’s fine if it’s just the time and the restaurants, but he even remembers the dishes?
“I will remember the things I find important clearly.”
Qiao Aiyun suddenly felt terribly embarrassed. Who said he’s inarticulate?
But then he said something else. “I kept the receipts. I won’t remember wrongly.”
“Pfft—” Geng Ying almost choked from laughing. Oh my, this senior brother is definitely a treasure.
Qiao Aiyun took a deep breath. It isn’t that he knows how to say sweet nothings but that he’s too straightforward with his words? At this time, it would have been fine if he didn’t mention the receipts. Why did he bring this up?
“Mr. Yan, are you merely Ms. Qiao’s senior brother?” Geng Ying was a little gossipy.
Yan Wangchuan looked at her, his expression clearly saying: This isn’t something you should know.
Qiao Aiyun turned her head and looked out of the window. Her wrist still hurt from slapping Song Jingren just now. It was very painful.
But now that they had completely fallen out, she felt an indescribable sense of relief.
***
On another side…
“… My name is Yan Wangchuan…”
As soon as these words came out, a Jaguar speeding on the road swerved and made an elegant arc on the wide road before driving straight on the road again…
Qiao Xiyan gripped the steering wheel and took a deep breath. Fortunately, there was no person or car on the road at this hour. Otherwise, there would definitely have been an accident.
Even when the car swerved, the man sitting in the front passenger seat was holding his phone with one hand and playing with a carving knife with the other.
The carving knife between his fingers leaned to one side. With a hook of his finger, the carving knife cut through the air and turned round in an elegant arc before landing steadily on his fingertips.
The calluses on his fingers were thick, his palms were covered in old and thick skin, and there were countless knife wounds…
“Dad—” Qiao Xiyan glanced at him from the corner of his eye.
“Drive properly.” He stared at his phone, somewhat annoyed. The internet wasn’t good, so it was lagging.
Qiao Xiyan was also extremely anxious. His father had obtained a few stones that he liked a few months ago, and he had to carve them according to the size and texture of the stones. The stones were extremely difficult to polish, and he had not walked out of the house for almost two months.
Something had happened to the Jade Hall of Spring in Yuncheng. The next day, some customers who received the news went to the store to demand an explanation and requested to verify the authenticity of their jade works.
Qiao Xiyan had no choice but to go to the store to hold down the fort. He had only been out for two hours when his father received word from somewhere. By the time he rushed home, he was already rushing out of his room with his knife.
He looked as if he wanted to fight it out with someone.
“Dad, calm down.”
His father looked at him with the knife raised. “Say that again?”
“Let’s go to Yuncheng immediately.” Qiao Xiyan was a little afraid of him.
His father usually didn’t use his fists. But if someone provoked him, he would even beat his own son to death.
He originally wanted to book plane tickets. But his father was afraid of heights and wouldn’t take a plane no matter what, so he could only drive there personally.
He was still holding the knife in his hand along the way. Who is he threatening?
“Dad, Uncle-Master…” Qiao Xiyan wanted to say something.
“Didn’t I tell you not to disturb your elders when they’re busy?”
Qiao Xiyan turned his head, looked straight ahead, and focused on driving.
After the car entered Yuncheng, there was no way to get through the ETC passage at the toll booth. They could only take the manned passage and queue up. Qiao Xiyan looked at his watch. If they continued to wait like this, it would be too late to get to the hotel.
When the live broadcast ended, the man in the front passenger seat threw the phone to Qiao Xiyan.
“Dad, it’s over already… Should I call Aunt?”
“Go to the Song family residence.”
Qiao Xiyan entered the navigation information again and glanced at the person beside him. The carving knife twirling in his hand glittered coldly in the night.
“You can use your mouth and hands later. Don’t touch the knife.”
“I’ll try.” His answer was not sincere at all.