Rescuing the Villainous Boss with a Little Dirty Master

He put Jiang Heng down and took his hand, leading him back. Jiang Heng looked at his still slightly pale face and remembered the panicked look in his eyes earlier, and felt an overwhelming warmth in her heart.

"Are you so worried about me?"

Qi Lan glanced at him and hummed in agreement, "I'm very worried."

It's not just about sunbathing, but also about all the unsolved mysteries and crises.

"What should I do? I really can't absorb any more yang energy today."

Jiang Heng squeezed his palm, her face showing that mischievous look again. Qi Lan glanced at him helplessly; why was he so cheeky?

When Wang Zheng came out with the umbrella, the first thing he saw was Qi Lan's indulgent smile. Before he could even sigh that the Third Master had finally found love after 27 years of being single, he saw Jiang Heng's face as she turned around.

"President Jiang?!"

What the heck?! How could it be Jiang Yu! The way Third Master acted in the meeting room today didn't seem like he liked this guy at all! He practically radiated disgust towards Jiang Yu!

"President Jiang?"

Jiang Heng looked at Qi Lan in confusion, and Qi Lan squeezed his hand reassuringly, "I'll explain to you later."

After saying that, he looked at Wang Zheng and said, "This is Jiang Heng."

After the initial shock, Wang Zheng looked at the person next to Qi Lan again, and it was then that he realized that this person was indeed not Jiang Yu.

Although the two look alike, Jiang Heng is more refined than Jiang Yu, and their temperaments are completely different. If one had to compare them, Jiang Yu would be like a copy of Jiang Heng.

The three returned to the living room and sat down. Qi Lan then told Jiang Heng about what had happened that day.

"You mean, some of his habits are the same as mine?"

"That's good. And there's no trace of imitation."

No two people have exactly the same habits. If not ten percent, Jiang Yu is at least seven-tenths like Jiang Heng. This is the result of years of observation and imitation, which makes it so natural that it seems as if these behaviors were always there.

The information Zhang Yi sent back earlier indicated that the other party was seriously injured and hospitalized the year Jiang Heng had the accident, and had undergone surgery on his face. Everyone around Jiang Heng knew this, which is why they never suspected that Jiang Yu's face looked somewhat unnatural.

In retrospect, it seems that Jiang Yu's replacement of Jiang Heng was probably a long-planned scheme.

Qi Lan's next words made the atmosphere even more tense.

“There is a ghost inside Jiang Yu, shrouded in black energy. I have a very bad feeling about him; he must be a dangerous being.”

Wang Zheng felt like his brain was about to shut down. He hadn't even recovered from the shock of Jiang Heng being a member of the Jiang family when he heard about ghosts? And he'd been in the same room with one of them today?

Jiang Heng found Wang Zheng's expression amusing. He leaned close to Qi Lan's ear and asked, "Is your assistant trustworthy?"

Qi Lan glanced at Wang Zheng and nodded.

"Assistant Wang, who did you have remodel the layout of the house a few days ago?"

"Ah, yes, it's a Taoist priest from Qingxu Temple. Should I contact him?"

After regaining his senses, Wang Zheng resumed his reliable assistant demeanor.

"I'm afraid that won't work. He must be quite skilled; I'm afraid he'll take me in."

Wang Zheng: "???" Say it again, who did you take in?

Seeing Wang Zheng's pupils dilate and his face gradually turn pale, Jiang Heng raised an eyebrow and let him go for the time being.

"Just kidding. I'll contact you later after I check out that weird thing on Jiang Yu."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zheng raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead: "Ha, ha, it turns out it was a joke. Mr. Jiang is so humorous."

"Hahahaha, this is hilarious!"

In the consciousness space, 886 was amused by Wang Zheng's weak appearance. If he knew that the host was a ghost, he wondered if he would faint from fright.

Qi Lan raised her hand and pinched Jiang Heng's cheek. "You're being naughty again."

Seeing Qi Lan pinch a small part of Jiang Heng's face, Wang Zheng suddenly realized, "That's right, he can't even see the ghost on Jiang Yu's body. It sounds like a powerful guy. If Jiang Heng is a ghost, he shouldn't be able to see her either."

My wildly beating heart finally calmed down; Assistant Wang had become reliable again.

As darkness fell, the shadowy figure, unaware that he had been discovered, once again possessed Jiang Yu's body, searching for the marks left during the day.

In a bar in the city, Wang Zhengyu sat on the bar counter with a glass of wine in his hand, feeling the lively atmosphere around him, and the chill in his body finally subsided a bit.

A sudden tickle came from his earlobe, as if brushed by the tip of a hair. Wang Zhengyu turned his head and saw Jiang Yu standing behind him, leaning close as if to say something.

In the dim light, he couldn't see the intoxication on Jiang Yu's face.

"President Jiang! What are you doing here?"

Habitually adopting a humble posture, Wang Zhengyu put down his wine glass and was about to stand up from his seat.

Jiang Yu pressed him down with one hand, so hard that he couldn't move an inch.

"Be more relaxed when you're out having fun."

Wang Zhengyu then gave up.

Jiang Yu ordered a drink, clinked glasses with Wang Zhengyu's, and leaned close to his ear, his lips almost touching his earlobe.

"So that black Audi in the parking lot is your car. Be mindful of your presence in the company."

Wang Zhengyu froze, suddenly remembering the swaying car in the video; anyone would have thought of something else.

"President Jiang, I didn't, I..."

Jiang Yu brought the wine glass to his lips, interrupting him, "Alright, let's just let this go, I won't pursue it."

Wang Zhengyu was inexplicably forced to drink a glass of wine, and his eyes quickly froze. Jiang Yu leaned closer, his voice seductive: "Want to come with me?"

Wang Zhengyu nodded blankly. Jiang Yu put down his cup, got up and walked outside, and Wang Zhengyu followed suit, standing up and going out with Jiang Yu.

The bartender glanced up at him, saw that he was walking steadily, and was puzzled for a moment. Judging from the man's reaction just now, he thought he was drunk.

In the corner, Chen Yu tilted his head back and finished his drink, then scoffed coldly as he watched Jiang Yu leave.

"That duck is out fishing again."

Because the environment was too noisy, the people around him did not hear his voice. The urging to drink started again. Chen Yu glanced at Jiang Yu again and then looked away.

The two left the bar through the back door one after the other, and Wang Zhengyu followed Jiang Yu into a dark alley in a daze.

Darkness concealed all the filth.

As Jiang Yu walked out of the alley with a satisfied look on his face and headed towards his car, a number of drunkards were already standing outside the bar.

When Chen Yu and his friend walked over arm in arm, he was already a little tipsy. Seeing the familiar figure for the second time tonight, he exclaimed in confusion, "Huh?" thinking he was seeing things.

When Chen Yu saw the familiar car and its license plate flashing as it drove away, his eyes widened. What was this person still doing here? Could it be that he went straight to that wild battle?

Damn, what a violent and stingy piece of trash.