Marriage Seduction Addiction

Chapter 267 Don't Get Close to Him

Tang Xu stayed at the cemetery for a long time, and by the time he finally returned to the city, it was already dark.

When the taxi she hailed stopped in front of Yujing Bay, Tang Xu finally woke up from her drowsy state, opened her eyes, glanced at the surroundings, and got out of the car.

As soon as she got out of the car, someone suddenly stood in front of her and called out, "Miss Tang."

Tang Xu looked up in a daze and saw Tan Siyi.

Tan Siyi looked at her, breathed a slight sigh of relief, and said, "You're finally back. Mr. Jiang has been waiting for you for a long time."

Tang Xu followed his gaze and saw the black car parked by the roadside. She turned around and wanted to walk straight into the residential area.

Tan Siyi blocked her way, saying, "Miss Tang, Mr. Jiang has truly come to see you with sincerity."

Tang Xu didn't care about or care about Jiang Muchen's sincerity, and still insisted on entering.

At that moment, the car's back door opened, and Jiang Muchen, who was always aloof, actually got out of the car and stood in front of her.

Tan Siyi took a step back without making a sound, but still blocked Tang Xu's way of leaving.

Tang Xu finally looked up at Jiang Muchen in front of her and asked, "I wonder what advice Mr. Jiang has for me?"

Jiang Muchen's expression was as unpleasant as ever, but his eyes were calm. He stared at her face for a long time before finally asking, "Why didn't you get on the plane?"

"Are you questioning me?" Tang Xu asked. "Am I required to explain myself to you?"

Jiang Muchen turned his face slightly away, seemingly holding back for a moment, before speaking again: "Have you forgotten that there were conditions when we divorced?"

“I remember, I did keep my promise and accompanied Mr. Jiang abroad for treatment, didn’t I?”

"The treatment is not over yet."

"So what?" Tang Xu was in a bad mood, and her attitude was equally hostile. "From any perspective, my accompanying Mr. Jiang to the country for medical treatment was purely out of a sense of duty. So, beyond duty, shouldn't I have some freedom? I can tell you clearly now that I will be staying in Huai City for a while, and as for when I go to London, that depends entirely on my mood. So, Mr. Jiang, how do you plan to deal with me?"

Jiang Muchen's breathing suddenly tightened.

For a moment, Tan Siyi's heart leaped into her throat, but the next moment, she carefully returned to her original position.

If it were before, Jiang Muchen would probably have been furious if Tang Xu had said such things to him. But at this moment, Jiang Muchen turned his face away, restrained himself several times, and looked at Tang Xu again, "Do you think I don't know why you stayed? Isn't it because of Meng Liancheng's bidding for the Song family's old house? What do you want to do? What can you do?"

"That's my business." Tang Xu looked at him, her voice cold and calm. "It has nothing to do with you."

After saying that, she tried to turn around and leave again.

Jiang Muchen suddenly reached out and grabbed her, saying in a deep voice, "I told you not to get close to Meng Liancheng. Did you think I was joking?"

Tang Xu slowly turned her head to look at him, and remained silent for a moment.

Seeing her reaction, Jiang Muchen's voice quickly softened, "I know you hate him and want to deal with him... but you don't need to get involved in this. I'll take care of it for you. You can go to London with peace of mind. Leave everything else to me."

Tang Xu seemed to have heard some absurd joke. After a long silence, he twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Perhaps I should know what's good for me and thank Mr. Jiang for his kindness. It's just a pity that I've already learned that I can't rely on others for many things. Besides, there are some people that I really dare not rely on."

After saying that, Tang Xu forcefully pulled her hand back, finally managing to turn around and walk towards the gate of the residential area.

This time, Jiang Muchen did not stop her.

Tan Siyi stood to the side, equally unwilling to make any further moves.

Because he knew perfectly well that, given Jiang Muchen's pride and self-respect, lowering himself to this extent and speaking to this point was already the limit.

But Tang Xu still chose to be sarcastic and refuse.

Jiang Muchen couldn't lower his stance any further, and if he insisted on keeping Tang Xu, the two of them would likely clash again.

Therefore, letting her leave is probably the only way to end this meeting peacefully.

However, this means that some things are destined to be borne by Jiang Muchen's pride and self-esteem.

As expected, after watching Tang Xu's figure disappear behind the gate of the residential area, Jiang Muchen turned around and walked towards the car. After getting in the car, he instructed the driver to drive.

The car drove towards the Jiang family's direction, and the silence inside the car was somewhat eerie.

As they approached the Jiang family's residence, Tan Siyi received a phone call. After a few replies, he finally broke the suffocating silence in the car. He turned to Jiang Muchen and said, "At today's auction, an agent was bidding against Meng Liancheng for the Song family's property. The property, originally valued at over 3000 million, was driven up to over 5000 million... In the end, it seems that the agent suddenly couldn't contact the boss behind him and had to stop bidding, which allowed Meng Liancheng to finally win the bid... We've already had someone investigate the boss behind that person, but so far, there's been no news."

After listening, Jiang Muchen's eyes remained dark and expressionless, offering no response.

However, Tan Siyi keenly sensed that the suffocating feeling that had just been broken seemed to be gradually gathering again.

He was all too familiar with this feeling, and immediately dared not say anything more. He swallowed back all the analysis that was on the tip of his tongue.

He had a vague feeling that Jiang Muchen probably knew who the other party was...

……

At the same time, in the grand penthouse of Qiushuitai, Yan Shiyu was suddenly jolted awake from a deep sleep, his whole body tense, covered in cold sweat, and his mind in a daze.

Gao Yan, who was standing by, quickly reached out to help him up, but Yan Shiyu grabbed his hand tightly. The force was so great that even as an adult male, Gao Yan winced in pain for a moment.

"Mr. Yan, it's me," Gao Yan said quickly in a low voice, "It's alright..."

Yan Shiyu sat up, closed his eyes to calm himself for a long time, and finally spoke in a hoarse voice: "What happened?"

Gao Yan paused for a moment before finally speaking, "You were too hasty. How could the average person's body possibly withstand such a dosage of medicine..."

Yan Shiyu seemed to remember something then, and when he spoke again, he only asked, "Where is the house?"

Upon hearing this, Gao Yan immediately fell silent.

Silence, sometimes, is also a form of response.

Yan Shiyu didn't ask any more questions, closed her eyes again, and said, "Go and prepare for tomorrow's meeting."

Gao Yan responded softly, and despite having many concerns, he ultimately had no choice but to leave.

After a long time, Yan Shiyu finally opened his eyes and looked at the distant city neon lights outside the window.

Dazzling colors, bizarre and wonderful.

And yet, it is so desolate.

……

The next morning, Tang Xu went to the company as usual.

Her colleagues, who knew her well, were shocked to see her at the company again. They knew she was supposed to take a flight to London yesterday.

Tang Xu didn't offer much explanation, only saying that the trip had been postponed and that she had also arranged to have dinner with Zeng Yinglun, an industry senior she hadn't seen in a long time.

Although it had been some time since they last met, Zeng Yinglun had never forgotten to support and care for Tang Xu, so this meal was indeed something Tang Xu should do.

However, the dinner party became interesting when Meng Liancheng pushed open the door to enter the private room and greeted Zeng Yinglun.

Zeng Yinglun and Meng Liancheng were old classmates, so he was naturally happy to see him. He enthusiastically introduced him to Tang Xu: "Meng Liancheng, the third master of the Meng family, you may not be familiar with him. Although some accidents have happened, he is still active in the art collection world. He is not the same kind of businessman as me who is full of money."

Meeting Meng Liancheng's gaze, Tang Xu smiled slightly and said, "Uncle Zeng is too modest. It's rare to find someone as straightforward and generous as you. Not everyone can compare to you. Besides, I've met Mr. Meng several times already, so we can actually be considered acquaintances."

"Really?" Upon hearing this, Zeng Yinglun immediately invited Meng Liancheng to join the dinner.

Meng Liancheng simply smiled and looked at Tang Xu, asking, "Do you mind?"

"If I said I minded, would Mr. Meng leave?" Tang Xu said, then smiled. "Just kidding, Mr. Meng won't mind, will he?"

Meng Liancheng simply smiled and said two words: "Mischievous."

Tang Xu didn't respond much, but got up and poured Meng Liancheng a glass of wine. She then brought up the topic of the house: "I heard that Mr. Meng won a bid at an auction yesterday. This glass of wine is to congratulate Mr. Meng."

"You already knew?" Meng Liancheng didn't mince words. "To be honest, I really liked the design of the Song family's house, and I also felt it was very meaningful, so I took a picture of it."

"Is a design, with a touch of commemorative significance, really worth 2000 million more than the market price?" Tang Xu asked.

Meng Liancheng smiled and said, "To me, money is just a number. But to you, this sentimental value should be priceless, right?"