My Super Beautiful Lady Boss
Chapter 386 - 386 386 Jiang Chen's Identity

386: Chapter 386 Jiang Chen’s Identity 386: Chapter 386 Jiang Chen’s Identity After leaving the Emperor Palace Bar, Zhang Ziqing took out her cell phone and made a call, “Qin Wu, do me a favor, but don’t tell anyone.”

“Miss, just say the word,” came a voice from the other end of the phone, filled with respect.

“Bring two experts from the Zhang Family who are as skilled as those from the Earth Group of National Security to Qingshan City, and the sooner the better.

I want you to secretly protect someone for me,” Zhang Ziqing said.

“Miss, are you sure you don’t want to tell anyone?” Qin Wu inquired.

“Positive!”

Zhang Ziqing spoke hastily, “Don’t let my father know about this.

When you get here, I’ll tell you the specifics of the task!”

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ziqing muttered to herself, “Jiang Chen, you’ve done so much for me, how could I possibly abandon you?

I’ve said it before, as long as I’m here, no one can hurt you…”

Red Pearl Club.

When Zhang Ziqing arrived on the second floor, she immediately spotted Zhao Xiaochuan sitting by the window and headed toward him quickly with a hint of smile on her face, “Xiaochuan.”

Zhao Xiaochuan looked up at the sound of her voice and asked with a calm face, “Did you want to see me for something?”

“Can’t I just have a meal with you?” Zhang Ziqing pouted cutely.

“I’m sorry, I have a banquet to attend later, so I won’t be joining you for this meal,” Zhao Xiaochuan said as he stood up, ready to leave.

“Zhao Xiaochuan!” Zhang Ziqing grabbed his hand firmly and said word by word, “It’s been so long, haven’t you gotten over her yet?”

Zhao Xiaochuan frowned and turned to Zhang Ziqing, “What’s it to you whether I’ve forgotten her or not?”

“Of course, it matters!” Zhang Ziqing’s eyes reddened slightly, “You promised to marry me, but you fell for that woman instead.

I’ve waited for you for so many years, is this fair to me?”

“I don’t want to argue with you,” Zhao Xiaochuan pulled away his hand and took a deep breath, knowing he was in the wrong and not wanting to argue with Zhang Ziqing anymore.

“Are you running away?”

Zhang Ziqing suddenly roared, “Zhao Xiaochuan, listen, if you walk out that door today, I guarantee you’ll never find me again.”

Zhao Xiaochuan stiffened, his heart twitching slightly as he turned toward Zhang Ziqing, “Why are you doing this?”

Hearing this tender voice, Zhang Ziqing’s tears suddenly burst out like broken strings, perhaps venting out years of suppressed grievances through her crying.

Zhao Xiaochuan sighed and reached out to wipe the tears from Zhang Ziqing’s eyes, gently saying, “Give me some time, I’ll try my best to forget her, okay?”

“Okay,” Zhang Ziqing whimpered like a wronged little wife, her laughter breaking through the tears, as she wrapped her arms tightly around Zhao Xiaochuan, afraid that the moment she let go, the man in front of her would vanish forever.

Zhao Xiaochuan gently stroked Zhang Ziqing’s back, feeling unsettled.

During the days Zhang Ziqing was away, he kept asking himself whether or not he liked Ren Meiyan, whether he was just trying to prove a point, or if it was something else.

But as the days went by, he discovered that when Zhang Ziqing stopped pestering him, wasn’t there when he was sad, heartbroken, or most helpless, always like his shadow, with her presence wherever he was, his heart felt so empty, as if he had lost something.

Could this be what’s called habit and dependence?

Zhao Xiaochuan shook his head secretly, unsure who he truly liked—whether it was Ren Meiyan, who made his heart race at first sight, or the woman who had never left his side.

Then, Zhao Xiaochuan didn’t refuse Zhang Ziqing’s invitation and quietly accompanied her to finish the meal.

In these past years, he had indeed overlooked her presence.

He wanted to give himself, and Zhang Ziqing, a chance to make up for the lost time.

“Xiaochuan, let’s go see a movie?” Zhang Ziqing, hooking her arm in Zhao Xiaochuan’s, suggested.

Zhao Xiaochuan smiled and nodded, “No problem.”

“Yay, off to the movies,” Zhang Ziqing exclaimed like a child, running down the street and occasionally looking back at Zhao Xiaochuan with a silly smile, “Off to the movies…

Ah…”

“Ziqing, be careful!” Zhao Xiaochuan shouted.

Zhang Ziqing was running when suddenly, an unlicensed Jinbei van screeched to a halt beside her, and before the van had even stopped completely, two men with covered faces dragged her inside.

“Ziqing…” Zhao Xiaochuan ran after them frantically, but in that moment, he experienced an unprecedented panic.

The kidnappers seemed to have planned this, and as soon as Zhang Ziqing was pulled into the van, it sped away.

“Ziqing!” Zhao Xiaochuan chased after the Jinbei van, but just then, it was as if he tripped over something and fell to the ground.

Watching the unlicensed Jinbei disappear from sight, he roared once more, “Ziqing, Ziqing…”

Tears suddenly flooded out of Zhao Xiaochuan’s eyes.

He hated, oh, how he hated himself!

He hated that he let go of Zhang Ziqing’s hand, allowing her to run away; had he held on tightly to her hand, perhaps the kidnappers would not have had the chance to strike.

At this moment, he finally understood who mattered most to him.

“Off to the movies…”

“Haha…”

It felt as if the scene had just played before his eyes.

Zhao Xiaochuan clenched his fists so hard that his nails dug into his flesh, yet he felt nothing.

Zhang Ziqing had been by his side for years, through thick and thin, always protecting him.

Yet he had been worse than a scoundrel, ignoring her for so long, and yet, her elation at just having a meal with him, even promising to see a movie with him, was so immense.

Is this what she wanted?

Zhao Xiaochuan cried.

“Big Brother Xiaochuan, let’s go play on the swings.”

That year, she was three.

“Sit down, I’ll push you.”

That year, he was four.

“Don’t push so hard…

I, I’m scared…”

“Don’t worry, your brother is here to protect you…”

Zhao Xiaochuan gently pushed the swing, and Yan Fangfei’s little head followed the motion, very childlike, yet the two of them were very happy.

Gradually.

Memories played before Zhao Xiaochuan’s eyes like a movie playing in reverse.

“Big Brother Xiaochuan, though I’m not very smart, I can cook, and I wash clothes really clean.

I also make little accessories, and I can earn five cents for ten, so if uncle doesn’t give you money, I can make little accessories.

If I make two hundred of them, I’ll have ten yuan!”

That year, she was five.

Her voice still immature, she clutched at Zhao Xiaochuan’s clothes, saying cheerfully, “Don’t be mad, Big Brother Xiaochuan.

Look, I still have ten yuan with me.

You take it all to spend.”

Zhao Xiaochuan’s eyes were lifeless; he seemed to see that distant time and the person who had silently devoted herself to him.

“Big Brother Xiaochuan, are you driving me away?

But I don’t want to leave you.

You said that when you grow up, you’ll marry me, and I’ll be your wife!”

That year, she was seven.

Zhang Ziqing, who had lived in Zhao Xiaochuan’s home since she was a child, harbored indescribable feelings for him in her heart.

“Then let me ask you, if I’m very poor in the future, with no house, will you regret it?”

“No, I won’t regret it!

Having food to eat is good enough!” Zhang Ziqing shook her head repeatedly in response, her manner clumsy yet endearing.

“What if we can’t even get enough food to eat?”

“That won’t happen.

I can make little accessories.

If I make two hundred a day, I can buy a bowl of rice.

Just let me have one bite, and I won’t go hungry…”

Memories carved into Zhao Xiaochuan’s heart like a knife, etching the figure he had gradually forgotten.

Although it was painful, Zhao Xiaochuan was willing to endure the carving because he wanted to remember that silly girl who loved him more than herself.

Remember that little girl who only needed one bite from a bowl of rice!

Zhao Xiaochuan slowly climbed up from the ground, his tears not yet dry, when suddenly, his head was struck by something, and he collapsed to the ground.

Emperor Palace Bar.

Jiang Chen swirled the liquor in his glass, a slight curve appearing on his lips as he asked the two young men in front of him, “How’s everything going?”

“To report to the gang leader, all is progressing smoothly!” replied the man with the Blood Dragon tattoo on his neck.

Jiang Chen nodded slightly and said, “Keep a good watch on the person.

If anything goes wrong, your position as group leader is over!”

“Yes, gang leader!” the two voiced in unison.

“This is your reward!” Jiang Chen took out two small bottles containing a light blue liquid, which looked exactly like the bottles of something called Life No.

1.

This certainly couldn’t be anything ordinary like a dietary supplement.

“Gang leader, is this the Pseudo Semi-finished…?” inquired the man with the Blood Dragon tattoo.

But before he could finish, Jiang Chen interjected, “It can’t be considered a semi-finished product, it’s just your A-grade potion diluted with one-third of a semi-finished product.”

He paused, then looked at the two men somewhat amused, “I only have three semi-finished products in my hands.

If I gave you two of them, then what would I be left with?

You can’t buy this stuff with all the money in the world.

Although your A-grade potions are not as good as the semi-finished products, they are extremely precious.

To reward you, I’ve mixed nearly half a bottle of the semi-finished product into your A-grade potions.

You will have an Undying Body.

Even if someone chops off your arm or shatters your heart, you can recover.

As long as your head isn’t smashed, you’re virtually immortal.

So, be careful when you’re working, always protect your head!”

“Yes, gang leader!” both men answered in unison.

Jiang Chen waved his hand, saying, “However, you don’t have to worry too much.

Ordinary bullets can’t penetrate your heads.

As long as you don’t encounter a particularly formidable enemy, you can essentially ignore any bullets and sharp weapons.”

“Gang leader, you’ve been plotting for so long, yet Su Xuan disrupted all your plans.

Shall I go and finish him off for you?” the man with the Blood Dragon tattoo inquired.

“Jiao Dragon, who do you think is a bit stronger, you or Azure Dragon?” Jiang Chen asked with a smile.

“I…” Jiao Dragon bowed his head, saying nothing.

Jiang Chen waved his hand and said, “Don’t underestimate yourself.

Now that you’ve ingested the Pseudo Semi-finished product, you indeed qualify to face Azure Dragon.

But you’re still far from Su Xuan’s level.

Even Ji Shang is no match for him.

Do you think you can do it?”