“I didn’t, I didn’t, I didn’t!” Nian Qingyun was so angry that he repeated his words three times.
“I don’t believe you,” Nian Junting replied with four words.
“Believe it or not.” Nian Qingyun didn’t even want to continue this argument.
“It’s either you or Grandpa.” Nian Junting stared at Nian Qingyun’s face to observe his expression. He doesn’t look guilty at all. It made sense, though. He’s such a hypocritical man, he thought.
“If your grandpa did this, he’d tell me about it.” Nian Qingyun sighed. “I admit that I did want to tell Xu Luosang that as long as she left you, I’d clear her father’s name. However, I didn’t do it, as I don’t want your mother to be angry with me. We’ve already divorced, after all. I let you handle it by yourselves. Now there’s a problem between you, but you can’t blame me for everything. If I had done it, I’d admit it.”
“Who knows? You like doing things stealthily,” said Nian Junting coldly.
Nian Qingyun clenched his teeth and said, “I swear to God, I didn’t do it. If it was me, I’d be struck to death by lightning.”
Nian Junting spent a moment staring straight at his father, then his heart sank deeper and deeper. If Nian Qingyun hadn’t threatened her, why did she break up with him? Was what she said real? “You’d better be telling the truth, or I’ll no longer be your son,” Nian Junting said in an icy-cold voice, then slammed the door and left.
Nian Qingyun cursed in his head, then turned around. Suddenly, he recalled that Jiang Qifei had gone to his office a few days ago. His heart missed a beat. Jiang Qifei didn’t read the file and threaten Luosang with it, did she? She couldn’t be so contemptible. After all, she used to be gentle and nice. But, it was… hard to tell that she…
He rubbed his temples, then took out his phone and called Jiang Qifei.
“Qingyun, why did you call me?” Jiang Qifei said in surprise.
Nian Qingyun cleared his throat and said, “Qifei, let me ask you something. I want you to answer me honestly. Last time, when you were in my office, did you read that file?”
“File?” Jiang Qifei responded with confusion. “What file? I don’t know. Is some important army file leaked?”
“You didn’t read it? Good.”
“We’ve known each other for a long time,” said Jiang Qifei with a gentle voice. “Don’t I know how important those things in your office can be? I’m not so silly. Reading a file in your office may bring trouble to myself.”
“I’m glad that you know,” Nian Qingyun said. “I gotta go.”
“Qingyun,” Jiang Qifei suddenly called his name.
“Eh?”
“Nothing, bye. Take care. You’re not young anymore after all,” she said.
“Thank you.” Nian Qingyun ended the call.
He sat on the chair and spent a short while thinking. Just in case, he summoned his new secretary, Xie, and asked him, “Last time, I asked Xue to look into Xu Zhengxuan’s case. You go and follow it up. Also, find out what Jiang Qifei has been up to recently.”
“Yes, sir.” Xie nodded.
…
Nian Junting came out of his office and drove alone for a while. He didn’t know where to go. For the very first time in his life, he had a problem that he could not solve. He thought about it over and over again, then felt that Nian Qingyun might be right. Perhaps Luosang was mad because he always asked her to pick fish bones and peel shrimp for him.
His eyes glowed slightly as he hurriedly turned the steering wheel and headed to the market. It was the first time he had set foot in a market. He bought some shrimp and a fish, then drove to Luosang’s apartment
