Chapter 32: Meeting Ye Qingchan, Chu Yan Meets with Misfortune
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“What is it? What do you know?”
Jiang Chen seized Su Jinxi by the arms and asked, unable to conceal his agitation.
He had never imagined that Su Jinxi would know about the destruction of the Jiang family.
Could it be that Su Jinxi and Chu Yan had both seen who the killer was?
“Jiang Chen, you’re hurting me.”
Su Jinxi bit her lip, a trace of pain appearing on her pretty face.
“I’m sorry. I was too excited!”
Jiang Chen quickly released her arms, his face filled with remorse.
“It’s all right. I understand.”
Su Jinxi shook her head and rubbed her arms before continuing, “Earlier, while I was walking down the street, I happened to overhear a Little Kun man’s phone conversation. He was speaking in the Little Kun language, but I could still understand what he was saying.”
“Basically, he said that after the Jiang family was wiped out, Jiang Chen might still be alive, and that people should be sent to find you.”
After hearing this, Jiang Chen frowned, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
The first thing he thought of was the Little Kun assassins.
However, the Little Kun assassins who had appeared at Lindu’s Heaven Pavilion and at the abandoned factory had not recognized him. That suggested they might not have belonged to the same group.
He immediately asked Su Jinxi, “Do you remember what that Little Kun man looked like?”
“I do. He was a middle-aged man. He vanished in the blink of an eye at the time. After I returned home, I drew his appearance from memory.”
Su Jinxi nodded and answered honestly. She took out her phone, opened her photo album, found a picture of the portrait, and handed it to Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen quickly took the phone and examined it. The middle-aged man in the photograph wore a black suit and had a round face and a high nose bridge. Without looking closely, one might mistake him for a citizen of the Dragon Nation.
“Miss Su, thank you for telling me all this. This clue is very important to me!”
Jiang Chen sincerely expressed his gratitude. He immediately exchanged contact information with Su Jinxi, who sent the photograph to his phone.
If Su Jinxi had not drawn the suspect, finding him based solely on the fact that he was a middle-aged man from Little Kun would have been like searching for a needle in a haystack.
Su Jinxi was delighted to have helped Jiang Chen. Echoing his own words, she replied, “As you said, it was only a small favor. There’s no need to thank me.”
In truth, that was not the case. She had been paying attention to Jiang Chen all along, which was why she had reacted so sensitively upon hearing the names of the Jiang family and Jiang Chen. She had also drawn the portrait many times before finally completing it.
“It’s not the same. I owe you a favor. If you ever need help with anything, call me anytime.”
Jiang Chen spoke earnestly. For him, it truly had been a small favor, whereas Su Jinxi had clearly wanted to help him from the beginning; otherwise, she would never have noticed the conversation.
“All right. I won’t disturb you any longer. Call me if anything comes up.”
Su Jinxi did not refuse Jiang Chen’s kindness. Their unexpected reunion that evening had already filled her with delight, and she had been restraining herself ever since they met.
Knowing that Jiang Chen was still alive was enough. There would be plenty of time in the future.
Jiang Chen had Xiong Wuqiang arrange for people to escort Su Jinxi home, then showed the photograph to him for identification.
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“Could the mysterious masked man be the person in this photograph?”
“Probably not. Since the mysterious man was wearing a mask, it was impossible to judge his features, but he was considerably taller than the man in the photograph.”
After confirming it, Xiong Wuqiang shook his head.
“No matter what it takes, find the person in this photograph. He’s from Little Kun and may disguise himself as a citizen of the Dragon Nation!”
Jiang Chen issued the order and sent Xiong Wuqiang the photograph.
“Rest assured, Young Master Jiang. I’ll do everything in my power to find him!”
Xiong Wuqiang gave his solemn assurance. His nephew had nearly gotten him killed, so this time he had to perform well.
After Liang Wenbin’s century-old Ginseng King was delivered, Jiang Chen inspected it and confirmed that its medicinal properties were intact. He then went straight to Linzhou Hospital of Integrated Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine.
“Mr. Jiang, you’re here!”
Cao Moling was taking a phone call in the lounge outside the ward. When she saw Jiang Chen, she quickly ended the call and greeted him with a smile.
“Yes. This is the century-old Ginseng King Liang Wenbin won at auction.”
Jiang Chen nodded and handed it to Cao Moling.
He then asked Cao Moling to help search for the middle-aged man from Little Kun in the photograph and explained the situation to her.
With both the underground Xiongwutang and the Linghu Sect searching for him, the chances of finding the man should be somewhat higher.
“Even if I have to turn Linzhou upside down, I’ll find that man from Little Kun!”
Cao Moling declared resolutely. She naturally would not neglect anything Jiang Chen had entrusted to her.
Jiang Chen nodded again. “Then I’ll trouble you, Sect Leader Cao.”
“It would be my pleasure to serve Mr. Jiang!”
Cao Moling’s expression turned solemn. “By the way, Qingchan has already regained consciousness. I’m going to ask the doctor to prepare the medicine. Mr. Jiang, go into the ward and see her.”
“All right.”
Jiang Chen agreed.
Inside Ye Qingchan’s hospital room.
She was sitting on the bed, looking at her phone. Her aunt did not have a photograph of Mr. Jiang, but had said that Jiang Chen would come to see her once he obtained the century-old Ginseng King. Though distracted, Ye Qingchan was still filled with anticipation.
Jiang Chen knocked on the door and entered.
Ye Qingchan assumed that her aunt had arrived with Mr. Jiang. But when she looked up and saw Jiang Chen entering, her expression immediately turned cold.
“Why is it you?”
“I came to see you,” Jiang Chen replied. Seeing that Ye Qingchan’s exquisitely beautiful face was rosy with health, he could tell that she had recovered quite well.
“Came to see me?”
Ye Qingchan gave a cold laugh. “You came to watch me make a fool of myself, didn’t you?”
She had no idea how Jiang Chen had learned that she was hospitalized. Yet he had come to see her without even bringing a basket of fruit. Wasn’t that simply an attempt to mock her?
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“You’re overthinking it. That wasn’t my intention.”
Jiang Chen offered an explanation.
“I don’t want to see you. You can leave!”
Ye Qingchan’s voice was icy. She did not want her aunt to arrive with Mr. Jiang and find this rustic bumpkin who had slept with her.
“I hope that the next time we meet, you won’t be injured or in danger again.”
With that, Jiang Chen turned and left the room.
Ye Qingchan felt that his words were nothing less than blatant mockery. She immediately snapped, “My affairs are none of your concern. Just keep your mouth shut!”
After the medicine prepared with the century-old Ginseng King had been boiled, Cao Moling brought it to the ward and told Ye Qingchan to drink it while it was hot.
“Where is Mr. Jiang?”
Not seeing Jiang Chen, Cao Moling could not help asking.
“He hasn’t come yet,” Ye Qingchan replied.
“That can’t be right. The medicine you’re drinking was prepared with the century-old Ginseng King Mr. Jiang brought, and he also promised to come to the ward to see you!”
Cao Moling was puzzled. “Could Mr. Jiang have had some urgent business and left before he had a chance to see you?”
“What?!”
Ye Qingchan’s eyes widened, her face full of dismay. How could she have been so unlucky?
Wait!
Could it be that Mr. Jiang had seen someone in the ward and left because of that?
The moment this possibility occurred to her, Ye Qingchan wanted to give Jiang Chen a beating. That bastard had caused her to miss the chance to meet Mr. Jiang!
“Qingchan, don’t be discouraged. Mr. Jiang lives at the Purple Residence of Heaven Pavilion. Once your injuries have healed, you can go see him anytime!”
Cao Moling comforted her.
After leaving the hospital, Jiang Chen took a taxi back to the Chu family’s home.
The instant he arrived at the villa entrance, his expression changed dramatically. The bodyguard guarding the gate lay dead on the ground, and numerous footprints covered the area. It appeared that a group of assassins had stormed into the Chu residence!
“Chu Yan!”
“Yao Bing!”
Jiang Chen ran into the villa, shouting their names. No one answered, and his heart sank.
Something had happened to Chu Yan!
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