Chapter 460: Chapter 460: Pacify Her

However, he is very gentlemanly and does not make people feel that he is overstepping his bounds.

Yet, his fingers are more delicate than a woman’s, which is very abnormal.

Even the most pampered man should not have hands like that.

Moreover, An Ge had heard some stories about Mo Linfeng.

It was said that he had once trained in the army, and if it wasn’t for being severely injured during a mission, he wouldn’t have left the military for business.

Someone who has handled guns and been on the battlefield shouldn’t have such hands.

"I happened to be here meeting a client, and this is something my sister asked me to pass to you."

An Ge took the envelope from his hand.

From the feel of it, it contained the photos she wanted.

After taking the envelope, An Ge thanked the man: "Thank you."

The man said, "You’re welcome." After a pause, "I have some business to attend to, Ms. An, please feel free to do as you wish."

With that, the man quickly left.

Not long after he left, An Ge also took her bag and left the private room.

Once she got into the car, Xiao He drove her away.

Her car quickly disappeared from view.

At this moment, the man standing by the floor-to-ceiling window on the top floor only withdrew his gaze after her car was out of sight.

He turned around and looked with a sinister gaze at the woman standing in the corner, beckoning her:

"Why are you hiding so far away? You’re very valuable right now, I won’t kill you."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yuan quickly approached and said with her head bowed:

"Huo Shaoyan has started to suspect me. Moreover, I discovered that he’s investigating you."

The man spoke in a completely unconcerned tone: "It doesn’t matter. Let him investigate."

Jerry was just one of his many names; for Huo Shaoyan to dig out his true identity wouldn’t be easy.

He continued speaking to Mo Yuan: "I heard Fu Huaijin is out of life-threatening danger?"

Mo Yuan nodded: "He is. He’s been transferred to a regular ward."

The man let out a low laugh, "He has lived long enough."

Did he mean he should die?

Mo Yuan cautiously speculated on the man’s intentions, "You mean..."

The man’s eyes narrowed deeply, "Dying would be too easy for him."

Mo Yuan didn’t quite understand the man’s meaning, and she didn’t dare to make reckless guesses, so she just said:

"It’s said that Mr. Fu wishes to give all his property under his name to An Ge, but An Ge refused it all."

The man’s voice was hauntingly soft: "Is that so? Didn’t you tamper with the DNA paternity test between him and An Ge?"

Mo Yuan hurriedly said: "I did."

The man was puzzled: "Since you did, why would he still want to give all his assets to An Ge?"

Mo Yuan said: "Maybe... he has a soft spot for her, knowing An Ge is Qin Huaisheng’s daughter, so he wants to give everything of his to her daughter... ah—"

Before Mo Yuan could finish speaking, she let out a painful scream.

Her throat was gripped tightly by the man, and she could barely breathe in an instant.

As the man clenched his fingers and exerted force, her face turned ashen and distorted within seconds.

Instinctively, Mo Yuan struggled desperately.

However, the man’s grip only tightened, as if he would break her neck the next second.

Mo Yuan felt unprecedented pain and despair.

Finally, at the edge of what she could endure, the man loosened his grip on her neck.

The sudden intake of oxygen caused Mo Yuan to have a fit of violent coughing.

Once she finally caught her breath, the man coldly pronounced to her: "Mind your mouth, don’t say things I don’t want to hear."

Mo Yuan was as insignificant as an ant, kneeling on the ground, "I... I understand, I will never dare again..."

"Scram."

Mo Yuan scrambled away.

Afterward, the man tore off the human skin mask from his face.

If anyone were to appear at this moment, they would discover that he had a face identical to Fu Huaijin’s.

The only difference was the addition of a lustrous red mole under the corner of his eye.

...

Meanwhile.

Inside the Castle Manor.

An Ge opened the envelope, which contained a photo of a woman lying in a sterile cabin.

The woman, dressed in hospital garments, looked completely asleep, with a tranquil sleeping face as if she would never wake up.

An Ge confirmed that the woman looked like a younger version of Qin Huaisheng.

So, is she really still alive?

With this thought, An Ge found Mo Yuan’s phone number and dialed it.

At this moment, Mo Yuan, having escaped from Jerry, had calmed down.

She answered An Ge’s call, "You should have received the photo, right?"

An Ge said: "I have."

Mo Yuan asked: "So?"

An Ge inquired: "So, I want to know, what is Jerry’s intention in providing me with this photo?"

Mo Yuan said: "As you’ve seen, the woman in the photo isn’t in great shape, she needs your blood, she can’t wait until the day of my wedding."

An Ge said: "Still two hundred milliliters?"

"Yes. Two hundred milliliters at a time, once a month." After a pause, "Huo Shaoyan has started to suspect me, so we cannot let him find out. Otherwise, Jerry’s wrath will be unimaginable."

An Ge thought for a moment, then said: "Tomorrow I will go for a prenatal check-up at the hospital. At that time, you send someone to meet at the hospital, I will store the blood there, and you will send someone to pick it up from the designated place."

Mo Yuan asked, "Previously, when my son was lacking blood, I begged you to show mercy and save his life but you refused. Now, just because of a photo that resembles Qin Huaisheng, you agree to donate blood without hesitation. Aren’t you afraid of being taken advantage of by us?"

"Afraid."

An Ge quickly gave herself an answer, "But, I have no other choice now."

After ending the call with Mo Yuan, An Ge called Xiao He to her, "Go look into this Mo Linfeng."

An Ge always felt that Mo Linfeng, whom she met in the private room tonight, had an inexplicable aura of mystery. He was quite hidden and different from the rumors she had heard.

Moreover, she vaguely felt that somehow, Mo Linfeng’s gaze upon her was quite unique.

Like he wanted to see another person through her eyes.

The next day.

An Ge was awakened by the sound of argument downstairs.

After getting up, she called Xiao He into her room, "What’s going on? Why is it so noisy downstairs?"

Xiao He said, "It’s Miss Jiang’s husband. He wants to forcibly take Miss Jiang away, but Miss Jiang doesn’t want to go, and they started arguing."

Jiang Fengmian is like a shadow of Huo Shaoyan; he won’t be easier to deal with than Huo Shaoyan.

An Ge thought for a moment and said to Xiao He, "Go tell Young Master Jiang that if he causes trouble in my territory, I will turn against him."

Xiao He quickly conveyed An Ge’s words to Jiang Fengmian.

Jiang Fengmian had flown for over ten hours, and after landing, he didn’t even go home but headed straight to the Castle Manor.

He couldn’t get in at first, but he made a call to Gu Changfeng far away in the Imperial City, and who knows what deal he made with Gu Changfeng, who then had him let in.

At this time, not to mention he was travel-weary and had injuries, he was not in a good state overall.

His mood was the worst of all.

Therefore, upon entering, he did not give Jiang Qingyi any good looks.

Jiang Qingyi was already aggrieved due to mistreatment by her aunt and now faced harsh words from him, thus her attitude towards Jiang Fengmian worsened.

As a result, the two got into conflict.

Jiang Fengmian didn’t take Xiao He’s words seriously at all after hearing them.

He continued to look coldly at Jiang Qingyi, "Are you coming back with me or not?"

Jiang Qingyi said, "Even if I say it eight hundred times, I’m not going back with you."

Jiang Fengmian was infuriated, "Don’t regret it."

Jiang Qingyi staunchly replied, "Whoever regrets it is a grandson!"

Jiang Fengmian was amused by her words, "It’s rare to see you so bold, very well."

Hearing him say that, Jiang Qingyi suddenly felt a bit guilty.

She looked at him warily, "What are you going to do?"

Jiang Fengmian gave her a cold smile, "Guess?"

Guess?

Jiang Qingyi felt as if her throat was being squeezed, breathing was difficult, "Jiang Fengmian, if you dare harm anyone around me, I’ll die right in front of you..."

Jiang Fengmian: "Die in front of me? When you’re hungry, you always complain bitterly, yet you have the courage to seek death?"

Jiang Qingyi was so angered by his words she started crying, "You’re an asshole!"

Just then, An Ge came down from upstairs.

She glanced at Jiang Qingyi and said to her, "I’ll talk with him alone, you go back to your room and calm down first."

Jiang Qingyi trusted An Ge greatly and even felt a sense of security from her.

She nodded, "Alright."

After Jiang Qingyi left, An Ge said to Jiang Fengmian, "Pushing her like this will only drive her further away."

Jiang Fengmian was extremely irritable, he unbuttoned two buttons on his collar to breathe more comfortably.

He didn’t speak.

An Ge continued to say:

"I guess you do want to be with her. If so, you shouldn’t use harsh words when she’s feeling aggrieved; can’t you comfort her a bit?"

Jiang Fengmian lit a cigarette and started smoking.

Amidst the swirling smoke, he smiled mockingly and said to An Ge, "Comfort her? Huo Shaoyan comforts and indulges you enough, but I haven’t seen you quiet down."

An Ge frowned, puzzled, asking:

"Young Master Jiang, are you blind? If he comforts and indulges me, would he be entangled with so many women?"

Jiang Fengmian: "..."

An Ge continued:

"Jiang Fengmian, your most prominent advantage over Huo Shaoyan is that you’re clean and self-disciplined, without any scandals besides Jiang Qingyi, nor any other equivocal relationships.

Because of this, I think you can move forward. After all, you have a daughter, Jiang Nianen."

Indeed, Jiang Fengmian had no equivocal relationships; he never indulged with other women.

In his view, women were quite troublesome creatures.

Obviously, Jiang Qingyi was the most troublesome and headache-inducing of all.

He seemed to have taken An Ge’s words to heart and asked, "So how should I comfort her?"

An Ge raised an eyebrow, "How you comfort your daughter, you comfort her the same way. Whatever grievance she has, help her resolve it. She hurt you,

but it wasn’t intentional. So, if you confine her because of this, she’ll surely be depressed. Furthermore, she’s being mistreated by your aunt?

A young lady like her is being mistreated by your aunt without you as her husband standing up for justice; would her heart be at ease?

Jiang Fengmian thought An Ge’s words seemed to have some sense.

He stubbed out the cigarette that had burned to the end, saying, "I’ll come another day to pick her up."

Having said that, he stood up to leave.

An Ge called him back, "Wait."

Jiang Fengmian turned his head and looked at her, "Anything else?"

An Ge thought for a moment and said, "An Muxin is dead. Huo Shaoyan said you already have a preliminary treatment plan for Huai Shang’s illness?"

Jiang Fengmian nodded, "I’ll send you the treatment plan later."

An Ge acknowledged, and Jiang Fengmian was about to leave.

However, after walking a couple of steps, he paused again and asked her, "Is your prenatal check-up today?"

An Ge: "What’s up?"

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