Rescuing the Villainous Boss with a Little Dirty Master

Jiang Yuan'an looked at the fingertips that were about to poke him, and his hand instinctively rose up, then clenched tightly again.

Jiang Yu chuckled, "What, you want to hit me again?"

He withdrew his left hand, turning it over to examine it closely. He figured he probably couldn't be "Jiang Heng" for much longer; he might as well go back to being the real Jiang Yu...

Seeing the mockery on his face, Jiang Yuan'an's pent-up fear and anger finally erupted.

"If it weren't for me, would you be living the life you have now? What else are you dissatisfied with? Besides, aren't you enjoying being Jiang Heng? You were the one who introduced Liu Tianming to me, so what are you pretending for now?"

Jiang Yu's mockery vanished, and his expression instantly turned gloomy.

"Even if I weren't Jiang Heng, I could still live a good life."

"Ha, do you even believe that yourself?"

Jiang Yu ignored him and strode away. The dark figure curled up inside him gave Jiang Yuan'an a sinister look.

This is not possible.

In the office, Jiang Yuan'an swept the documents off the table and scattered them all over the floor. Seeing that it was getting dark, he hesitated for a few seconds before deciding to go back to his place.

Just as he was about to push open the office door, Zhou Qian's phone rang.

Jiang Yuan'an's face lit up with joy, and he quickly answered the call, "Have you found them?"

The person on the other end of the phone didn't speak, only their breathing echoed in his ear. Jiang Yuan'an looked at the call screen in confusion, then put the phone back to his ear.

"Zhou Qian? Can you hear me?"

Finally, a voice came from the other end of the phone, but Jiang Yuan'an wished he hadn't heard it.

His hand froze, as if someone was holding his hand down, preventing him from taking the phone off.

"Jiang Yuan'an, are you trying to find someone to take me in?"

The chilling voice overlapped with the voice in his dream, and Jiang Yuan'an trembled as he heard the sound of his teeth chattering together.

The creaking sound was like a death knell.

"Xiao Heng, it's Daddy's fault, it's Daddy's fault, please forgive me, please forgive me..."

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Heng had his legs crossed and was leaning most of his body against Qi Lan. When he heard Jiang Yuan'an's words, he put the phone away, turned his head, and pouted at Qi Lan.

"I haven't done anything yet, and I'm already this scared."

Qi Lan nodded seriously, "Too weak."

886: Although I don't mean to speak for the bad guys, to be honest, anyone would be scared if they knew it was a ghost calling them, right? Even a leader would be scared to that extent.

On the opposite sofa, Zhou Qian was still in a daze. What did he mean by "accept"? He accepted this President Jiang in front of him? And why were there two President Jiangs?

Jiang Heng caught a glimpse of Zhou Qian's expression out of the corner of her eye, smiled kindly at him, and thought, "Look how bold this guy is, he's just as daring as Wang Zhengyou."

Jiang Heng made a few more threatening remarks to Jiang Yuan'an before handing the phone to Zhou Qian.

Zhou Qian: "???"

Confused, he took back his phone and saw that it was still in a call. He habitually put the phone to his ear and heard Jiang Yuan'an pleading and crying. He couldn't hear clearly, but he vaguely caught some hint of forgiveness.

He then looked at Jiang Heng, who raised her chin and whispered, "Do whatever you want."

Zhou Qian nodded and turned on the speakerphone, but his gaze remained fixed on Jiang Heng's direction.

“姜董？”

The other side suddenly fell silent. The next second, an incredulous voice came, its tone rising several decibels.

"Zhou Qian?!"

Jiang Yuan'an suspected that he had been hallucinating. He looked at his phone screen again and called Zhou Qian's name several times before he was sure that the person he was talking to was Zhou Qian himself.

"Was your phone with you the whole time?"

“No, it was taken by Jiang,” Zhou Qian paused, then said seriously, “by someone who looks just like President Jiang.”

Upon hearing this answer, Jiang Yuan'an's heart nearly stopped. He asked in a trembling voice, "He... he's still next to you?"

“Still here. Chairman Jiang, I still haven’t found one…” Zhou Qian was about to say that he still hadn’t found a suitable Taoist priest when Jiang Yuan’an interrupted him.

All that could be heard on the phone was a hoarse, strained voice, as if forced from a throat, saying, "Run, run..."

Jiang Heng sat up from Qi Lan's arms and floated to Zhou Qian's side in the blink of an eye. He leaned close to the earpiece and said, "None of you will escape."

Two loud "thump" sounds came from the other side, one louder and one softer, and then no other sounds came.

Jiang Heng straightened up and saw Zhou Qian sitting there stiffly, his eyes glazed over. She waved her hand in front of Zhou Qian's eyes, and he barely snapped out of it.

Feeling the unusual chill around him, he looked up at Jiang Heng, pointed to where she had been sitting, then pointed to his feet, and said in a trembling voice, "You, how did you get here so quickly?"

Zhou Qian's gaze never left Jiang Heng, not even blinking. He clearly saw Jiang Heng appear in front of him in an instant, at least two meters away, in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Heng stepped back slightly, tilted her head to observe Zhou Qian's expression, and then looked back at Qi Lan.

Didn't Wang Zheng tell him?

Qi Lan frowned slightly and sent a message to Wang Zheng. The reply came quickly; after reading the message, he pursed his lips and shook his head at Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng looked at Zhou Qian innocently, "If I said I knew qinggong (lightness skill)..."

Zhou Qian: "......"

Zhou Qian: "???"

Zhou Qian: "!!!"

In just a few seconds, a lot of thoughts flashed through Zhou Qian's mind. Finally, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Jiang Heng: "..." I praised him too soon. Sure enough, not everyone is Assistant Wang.

Between waking him up and letting him sleep, Jiang Heng decisively chose the latter, since nothing would happen at the Qi family's place anyway.

However, Jiang Yuan'an, who also fainted at the top of the Jiang family, was not so lucky.

Jiang Yu, who had already left, returned, but his face was even more gloomy. He pushed open the door to Jiang Yuan'an's office, looked at the person lying on the ground, and his eyes were filled with intense malice, yet a trace of tenderness inexplicably flashed across them.

She knelt down beside him on one knee, her cold fingers touching his brow, then slowly sliding down, finally resting her entire hand on his neck and gently withdrawing it.

"Jiang Yuan'an, how could you regret it?"

The person on the ground didn't give him any reaction until the grip on his neck tightened. The unconscious man frowned and struggled to wake up, but the grip on his neck suddenly loosened.

This cycle repeated itself, with Jiang Yuan'an constantly shifting between waking up and falling into a deep sleep.

"Even at this point! You're still siding with him!"

Having been possessed by the shadow, Jiang Yu suddenly roared at the void, his right hand gripping Jiang Yuan'an's neck tightly, while his left hand clenched his right wrist, trying his best to stop him.

Just then, the feeling of suffocation brought Jiang Yuan'an back to his senses. He opened his eyes and saw Jiang Yu squatting next to him, one hand gripping his neck.

When Jiang Yu saw that he had woken up, his movements became more forceful, and the force with his left hand to stop him also increased.

Jiang Yuan'an grabbed Jiang Yu's hand in terror and tried desperately to kick him.

Suddenly, Jiang Yu raised his left hand and slapped himself hard across the face. He seemed stunned by the slap, and his right hand loosened its grip. Jiang Yuan'an seized the opportunity to twist his hand back and escape his grasp.

Seeing that Jiang Yu was still in a daze, he struggled to stand up and was about to kick him. But then he saw Jiang Yu suddenly look up at him, his eyes filled with a sinister malice.

His reaction was unusually quick.

After dodging Jiang Yuan'an's kick, he raised his foot and kicked hard in the leg that Jiang Yuan'an had just kicked at him.

The sound of a leg bone breaking was a "crack".

Jiang Yuan'an screamed and fell to the ground, losing his balance. He glared at Jiang Yu angrily, "You unfilial son! How dare you kick me!"

Jiang Yu remained silent, his face darkening as he stepped forward and kicked Jiang Yuan'an repeatedly, muttering under his breath, "He doesn't care about your child, yet you still side with him!"