Rescuing the Villainous Boss with a Little Dirty Master

Zhou Qian, being very perceptive, followed Qin Ying out.

Wang Zheng looked at Jiang Yuan'an, who was still unconscious, and asked, "Third Master, Mr. Jiang, what should we do with Jiang Yuan'an?"

"Find someone to take him to the hospital, but not the one where my mom lives."

Wang Zheng nodded and called for reinforcements. The bodyguards who had been waiting nearby quickly entered and carried Jiang Yuan'an away.

Jiang Heng looked at the old man still standing by the sofa, "Grandpa?"

Old Ghost smiled at him, "Grandpa's leaving too, Little Jiang, take good care of yourself."

Seeing the expression on his face, Jiang Heng sensed something was off. He tentatively asked, "Grandpa, are you going back to the hospital? Shall we go together? I'm going to see my mom."

The old ghost flicked his forehead with his yin energy from a distance and said helplessly, "You brat, are you testing me?" After a pause, he continued, "I'm not going back to the hospital. I've waited for over a hundred years. I know I won't be able to wait any longer. It's time to let go."

"Who is Grandpa waiting for?"

Old Ghost looked into Jiang Heng's eyes, as if looking through him at someone else, his gaze filled with nostalgia, "He was... a vibrant young gentleman like you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old ghost's figure began to gradually dissipate. He waved to Jiang Heng, his smile as kind as when they first met.

However, just as his figure completely disappeared, the Jiang Heng in his eyes changed into the young master he had been waiting for for a hundred years.

Old Ghost's pupils widened, and he laughed heartily. It turned out that the person he was waiting for had returned.

Jiang Heng stared at the direction where the old ghost had disappeared for a long time. Once his presence had completely dissipated, he took Qi Lan's hand and walked outside. This house was uninhabitable tonight; it was covered in blood and had been haunted by several ghosts. It needed to be thoroughly cleaned up.

In the darkness, Jiang Heng was still recalling the old ghost's last expression. "Qi Lan, do you think the young master the old ghost was waiting for might have already returned? But because he was reincarnated and had a different appearance, he didn't recognize him?"

Qi Lan turned his head to look at Jiang Heng, the old ghost's eyes flashing through his mind. He smiled slightly and murmured, "Maybe he really has come back."

Jiang Yuan'an woke up in the hospital two days later. He had already suffered internal bleeding from being kicked in the office, and then had part of his soul eaten away by the shadowy figure. Now, his entire right hand was paralyzed, but the hospital couldn't find the cause.

"It's okay, if you can't move, you can't move."

He lay in the hospital bed, his eyes fixed on the window. The sunlight outside was blindingly bright, yet he felt only a chill. Until his eyes stung, he called out towards the outside of the room, "I want to see Qi Lan."

When he woke up, he saw two people guarding outside. They were not people he knew, and it was obvious whose people they were.

The bodyguards at the door exchanged a glance, and one of them took out his phone to call Qi Lan.

In a large ocean-view apartment on the outskirts of the city, Qi Lan was basking in the sun with Jiang Heng by the floor-to-ceiling window when his phone vibrated behind him. Just as Qi Lan was about to get up to get it, Jiang Heng clung to him, beckoned him, and the phone floated towards him.

Qi Lan chuckled softly and ruffled his hair. He noticed that Jiang Heng was becoming increasingly clingy to him.

She put her arm around his waist, took the phone that was floating towards her with one hand, and after seeing the caller ID, Qi Lan paused, "It's from the hospital."

Jiang Heng paused for a few seconds, then turned on speakerphone on her phone.

"Third Master, Jiang Yuan'an has woken up and says he wants to see you."

Qi Lan glanced down at Jiang Heng's expression and saw him smile indifferently, "I'll go too."

Knowing that Qi Lan had agreed to see him, Jiang Yuan'an slowly got out of bed and went to the bathroom to tidy up.

I wonder if Xiaoheng will come along.

After waiting anxiously for over an hour, Qi Lan finally appeared at the door. Jiang Yuan'an peeked behind him but didn't see Jiang Heng.

He looked away dejectedly and turned to Qi Lan, "Thank you for being willing to see me."

Qi Lan walked to the bedside and stopped, her voice devoid of any emotion, "Mr. Jiang, is there something you need from me?"

“I know that the Qi family has been suppressing the Jiang family recently. I am willing to transfer all my shares and assets to you, even though I know you don’t value these things…”

He lowered his head, looking somewhat dejected. "I hope you can keep this for Xiaoheng. This is all I can give him."

“I plan to turn myself in… As for Jiang Yu, he wasn’t involved in killing Xiao Heng. He was a pitiful child too… He kept saying he wanted to be himself again…”

"I dare not ask for Xiaoheng's forgiveness. This situation is all my fault. I am a failed father..."

Jiang Yuan'an's head drooped lower and lower as he spoke with difficulty, "Don't tell Shen Yuan the truth. Just pretend I'm a heartless madman..."

Beside Qi Lan, Jiang Heng had a cold face, but unfortunately, the original owner couldn't hear these words.

Two days later, Jiang Yuan'an appeared at the police station in a wheelchair and confessed to murdering Jiang Heng five years ago. Since Jiang Heng's body could not be recovered and Liu Tianming was found dead, it was difficult to convict him based solely on Jiang Yuan'an's confession.

Just then, the bureau chief received a call from a special department. He responded with a few heavy words and finally confirmed the fact that Jiang Yuan'an had murdered his own son, Jiang Heng.

Jiang Yuan'an was ultimately sentenced to life imprisonment.

After leaving the Qi family, Jiang Yu drove to the sea area where Xinhai Port is located. Standing on the reef, looking at the Qi family's logo in the distance, the sea breeze tousled his hair and clothes, but it brought him a sense of peace.

Only his love for Qi Lan made him feel like he was truly Jiang Yu.

Although he had never caught the other's eye, he still remembered that year when he was hiding in a corner secretly observing Jiang Heng. At the bustling entrance of the mall, Qi Lan suddenly entered his field of vision, and the beauty mark at the corner of her eye amazed him throughout his youth and the rest of his life.

The rising sun illuminated the sea, golden waves shimmering and lapping against the rocky shore. Jiang Yu was no longer on the rocks; only a black sedan remained on the shore, witnessing the sunrise and sunset until it fell into disrepair.

A month later, Xinhai Port was officially completed and put into use, marking another glorious chapter for the Qi family.

Just then, 886's joyful voice suddenly rang in Jiang Heng's mind: "Congratulations, host! Mission complete! We can now happily stay in this world!"

When they heard the notification, Jiang Heng and Qi Lan were standing on the first cruise ship departing from Xinhai Port.

He reached out and put his arm around Qi Lan's neck, planting a kiss on his lips. "Qi Lan, I will always be with you."

This was the first time Jiang Heng had made such a serious promise. Qi Lan seemed to understand the deeper meaning, his eyes filled with laughter, and he deepened the kiss by wrapping his arms around Jiang Heng's waist.

Shen Yuan became the person in charge of the Jiang family. Qi Lan and Jiang Heng did not accept Jiang Yuan'an's shares, but transferred them to her instead.

Now that Shen Yuan has fully recovered, she has returned to the business world, appearing alone in the eyes of the world, and has once again become the decisive and efficient Ms. Shen.

Because Shen Yuan's constitution was different from Qi Lan's, Jiang Heng didn't dare to visit her often, only showing up in the middle of each month to meet her and chat.

Jiang Heng stayed in this world for sixty-five years. During these sixty-five years, he would occasionally visit various hospitals, and if he encountered people like Xiao Wu who had no one to offer sacrifices to, he would help them and send them off.

Now, it's time for him to see Qi Lan off.

The day Qi Lan left was a bright and sunny day. He sat on the bench that Jiang Heng loved most, the sunlight shining on his gray hair and wrinkled face. Jiang Heng sat beside him, their fingers intertwined.

Qi Lan tightened her grip, her voice filled with deep reluctance, "Kid, have I never told you that the reason I went to Sekarna back then was because I had a dream..."

The handsome fox boy sat pitifully in the snow, questioning why he hadn't come to find him yet...

Qi Lan chuckled softly, "I'm so glad I believed that dream."

Jiang Heng turned to the side, cupped Qi Lan's face in one hand, kissed away the tears that had somehow slipped down his face, and looked at him with gentle eyes, filled with deep love.

"Qi Lan, believe me, we'll see each other again soon."

Qi Lan smiled with relief, her voice gradually weakening, "Okay, I believe you."

The last time Jiang Heng materialized was to help Qi Lan with his funeral arrangements. He took his own body, which had been sealed in the ice chamber for decades, out and buried it with Qi Lan.

The tombstone did not bear their names, because he knew they would see each other again soon.