GBT Chapter 41

Qi Shuang is dead.

Chen Yiming immediately informed the chairman upon receiving the news, the outcome he least wanted to see had still occurred.

With Qi Shuang’s death, Jiao Bai’s status would rise. He was already unruly when he was treated like a dog, if he really entered the Shen family, wouldn’t he turn South City upside down?

“Have you found out the Master’s whereabouts?” Shen Ji asked from behind his desk.

Chen Yiming replied, “Still investigating.”

Shen Ji didn’t know which cigarette he was smoking, the surroundings were filled with smoke, his face was hidden within it, blurring his expression: “Order them to stop, don’t investigate anymore.”

“Find another Master who understands numerology, promote their virtue and prestige,” Shen Ji added.

Chen Yiming was stunned at first, then he figured something out, shock surfacing in his eyes.

The chairman wanted him to investigate Jiao Bai, initially wanting to use kinship to crush his rebellious spirit, tying him to his side.

Then, a series of shocking things were uncovered.

The chairman wanted to take the opportunity to conduct an experiment, to see how much he could tolerate Jiao Bai, he was also very curious.

Now the answer was out.

This person, so high and mighty, even if he was being used as a pawn for the first time in his life, still didn’t want to resort to violence and vent his anger.

Even…

Probably didn’t even want to lift a finger.

That couldn’t be described by just the words “take to heart.”

The chairman was moved.

This was even deeper than the emotions he had been avoiding for two weeks, only to have to face them in the end. But he didn’t need this weakness, so he wanted to pull back from the brink.

It didn’t matter if Qing Yun Master was dead or alive, even if he was alive, he had to be dead.

Now all he needed to do was arrange a similar Master, give them a little advance notice, and deal with the Old Lady.

If the Old Lady still insisted that the chairman marry someone with good numerology to feel at ease, then so be it.

Chen Yiming sighed inwardly, when the chairman woke up from his accident two years ago, he didn’t care about numerology, he couldn’t even be bothered to find someone to replace Qing Yun Master to fool the Old Lady and drive away the two children from Qin Lin Garden. The chairman simply didn’t care, who knew he would be so concerned two years later.

In short, Jiao Bai would not appear in front of the chairman again, and would never be able to enter the Shen family.

Chen Yiming sometimes found it quite speechless that he was so good at figuring out the chairman’s thoughts, but as an assistant, that was his job, he couldn’t help it.

“The kid from before, call him over, clean him up.”

Chen Yiming was at the door of the office when a turbid voice came from behind him.

He immediately responded.

This was good, hopefully everything could return to its original trajectory as soon as possible.

Chen Yiming thought of the Qi family’s rather stupid youngest son, his brow twitched, he didn’t know who was responsible.

Qi Zi Zhi, that brother who loved his younger brother, must be going crazy.

In a mountain town in South City, Qi Zi Zhi knelt in the messy, rough bushes, using his hands to wipe the dirt and grass clippings off his younger brother’s face.

“Qi Total, we found this.” A subordinate stumbled over, holding a dirty car key in his hand, covered in a layer of mud.

Qi Zi Zhi calmly said, “Investigate.”

“Xiao Shuang, let’s go home.” Qi Zi Zhi picked up his younger brother, whose back of the head was mangled, and walked out of the woods step by step, he walked steadily, with no emotional fluctuations on his resolute face.

But drops of hot, wet liquid fell, landing on his younger brother’s cold body.

Qi Zi Zhi hadn’t even reached home when the clue from the car key was found.

“The Liang family…” Qi Zi Zhi murmured.

“Qi Total, we also found out that Miss Liang boasted in her circle of friends that she wanted to be Mrs. Shen, she hired a private investigator last month to follow Shuang Young Master, took pictures of him and Tian Ge, slandering them for having… an affair, and even wanted to go to the Shen Corporation to report it, this time she kidnapped Shuang Young Master, definitely to make him miss the registration time…”

Qi Zi Zhi had no intention of listening to what the other end was saying, he only spat out four words from his chapped lips: “A life for a life.”

Jiao Bai didn’t know about Qi Shuang’s accidental death, he ate dinner and sat at the small table reading a book and taking notes, ignoring Zhang Zhen’s intentional or unintentional glances.

Zhang Zhen felt as if cats were scratching in his heart, “J” sent him a message, asking him if he was busy, why hadn’t he heard from him in so long, he sent a voice message to explain.

A minute passed, “J” didn’t reply, an hour passed, “J” still didn’t reply.

Until…

Jiao Bai asked to borrow his phone again.

“J” replied to him.

Was this too coincidental? Zhang Zhen tried to dig out details from Jiao Bai to correspond with “J”.

Both were high school students, both were in their senior year.

Neither lived at school.

It seemed like there was nothing else?

Zhang Zhen was doing pull-ups under the protruding door frame, he did hundreds in one breath, but he still felt uncomfortable.

No, he still had to ask.

Zhang Zhen jumped down and went straight to Jiao Bai: “Has your left hand ever been fractured?”

Jiao Bai didn’t respond, looking like he was engrossed in the book.

The book in his hand was taken away, when the shadow fell in front of his eyes, it was accompanied by a surging, pure, and intense heat and masculine aura.

Zhang Zhen repeated his question.

“Yes,” Jiao Bai looked up, his face full of surprise, “How did you know?”

There was a layer of sweat on Zhang Zhen’s neck, he braced himself, swallowing hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down: “This year?”

“Yeah.” Jiao Bai nodded, saying quite casually, “I broke it a few months ago, I rested for three months before returning to school.”

Jiao Bai seemed to not have heard the sound of his breathing getting heavier at that moment: “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Zhang Zhen threw the book back to him and walked away.

And the color blocks on his avatar became a ball.

Shrinking completely.

Jiao Bai wiped the sweat off the book and clicked his tongue, the situation didn’t allow him to prepare much, he didn’t drop this horse beautifully, but it would have to do, it was dropped anyway.

Next, he just had to wait for Zhang Zhen to finish investigating, pass his test, and come to him.

Hopefully Zhang Zhen would give him some online friendship and help him block the Shen family’s people when they came.

Jiao Bai glanced at the activity level of his friends, Qi Yi Liao was abroad, his activity level had quietly increased by 3, probably reminiscing about him chanting scriptures.

Everyone else hadn’t changed, including the far ahead Old Shen Dog.

While Jiao Bai was studying, Qi Shuang’s Second Older Brother was overseas, filled with grief and indignation, the Qi family was in tears.

The Shen family was a different scene.

A Master had been found. The Old Lady had made a move.

Shen Ji was focused on using a young body to fill the gap in his heart, which allowed the Old Lady to have some play.

The Old Lady called her children and grandchildren back to the Old Home, she wasn’t in a hurry to speak, but asked them to offer incense first.

The Shen family’s ancestral tablets were in front.

Shen Ji and Shen Er’an both paid their respects, but both father and son were absent-minded.

Shen Er’an had found out what he could, he knew everything, but he had low anger.

When Jiao Bai was scheming, he didn’t even spare himself.

That was too dangerous.

He wanted to tell Jiao Bai not to be like that in the future.

Shen Er’an had a lot to say to Jiao Bai, they could study together, welcome the new students together, and go to college together.

But now Shen Er’an didn’t want to go to West City to pick up Jiao Bai anymore, he couldn’t go.

Because he had learned that the Master was being watched by the Old Lady’s people, not to mention him, even his so-called father hadn’t had time to interfere.

The Old Lady had set her sights on Jiao Bai.

Shen Er’an’s hand hanging by his side clenched, the muscles in his forearm, between youth and rigidity, tightened.

Jiao Bai had spared no effort to hurt himself, going to great lengths to leave the dog pen, he hadn’t even enjoyed his freedom yet, was he going to enter the Shen family’s prison?

“It doesn’t matter if the Qi family’s youngest is gone.” The Old Lady chanted a few scriptures while sitting in her wheelchair, “There’s still that Wang Chuqiu, who is also Jiao Bai. Although he’s the mastermind, the Shen family won’t pursue this matter.”

Shen Ji turned his back, facing a pot of orchids, the flower stems drooping down, each one green and resilient, with extremely strong vitality.

Shen Er’an was also looking at the pot of flowers.

At this moment, both father and son were thinking of the same person through the flowers.

“A Ji, Mom knows you don’t believe in Buddhism, don’t believe in fate. But Mom does.” The Old Lady’s aged voice sounded, “What you were like when you were unconscious two years ago, and how you survived, Mom knows best.”

Shen Ji grabbed a leaf of the orchid.

“Jiao Bai’s horoscope has indeed changed, but it has no impact on you, he can still help you avoid a major calamity in middle age, and keep you safe for the rest of your life,” the Old Lady said.

Shen Ji interrupted, unable to listen any longer, half-laughing: “When did I get a calamity?”

The Old Lady said to herself: “I found out he’s at Lanmo Residence in West City.”

Shen Ji’s face darkened.

“I’ll say hello to Xiao Qi, you don’t need to worry about it.” The Old Lady dialed the prayer beads one by one, “Go bring that child back.”

This was an order, not a discussion with her son, there was no room for change.

The atmosphere in the ancestral hall was extremely stifling, a storm was brewing.

The Old Lady pushed her wheelchair to her son’s side: “Mom knows you’ve taken a liking to him, bring him back and register the marriage, Mom will handle the outside voices, you can have the wedding if you want, Mom has no opinion, you can spoil him as much as you want, as long as it doesn’t affect the Shen family’s reputation.”

Shen Ji’s forehead bulged: “What liking? I was just fresh for a while. How can a dog enter the Shen family?”

He bent down, pressing his hands on the wheelchair armrests, his cold eyebrows and eyes half-hidden in the shadows: “Mom, if you don’t want the Shen Corporation’s stock price to fluctuate, don’t make random suggestions.”

The Old Lady’s wrinkled face suddenly fell, she pulled the prayer beads hard, her thin body heavily undulating in the wheelchair, then she shouted to her grandson: “Er’an, you go!”

Shen Er’an was as quiet as a marginal person.

He stood on the edge of the Shen family, with only unfamiliarity and peace in his eyes.

Every item here was extremely valuable, but there was nothing that could make him feel alive, he would leave.

“Er’an!”

The Old Lady turned the wheelchair away from her son, who was surrounded by low pressure, and approached her grandson: “Did you hear what Grandma said?”

Shen Er’an’s soul didn’t know where it had floated to, he didn’t have the slightest response.

“That Jiao Bai, he’s your friend, and he even broke a rib for you, Grandma only found out after investigating, you didn’t say anything.” The Old Lady’s eyesight wasn’t very good, she didn’t look at her grandson, just stroked the round prayer beads one by one, “You can get along, and you have such a good friendship, very good, Grandma is happy for you.”

Shen Er’an slowly moved his eyelids.

The Old Lady took his hand and patted it kindly: “Er’an, go pick up your little mom and bring him home.”