"Have you found out everything?" Jing Zeyou looked at Jing Zeqian, who had come to the company early to find him. He had never felt his brother to be so clingy before.
It had only been a few days since he was kicked out, but he came to Hengjing every day to check in. Anyone who didn't know better might think he had been hired by Hengjing.
Jing Zeqian lay listlessly on the sofa, not even bothering to get up when someone came in to report on work. He was now like a stray dog, with no energy left to care about his image.
"I found out. A man has been frequently entering and leaving Jiang Miaomiao's apartment recently. I had someone take photos." Jing Zeqian took a photo from his pocket and handed it to Jing Zeyou without getting up.
Jing Zeyou sighed and had to get up himself to take the photo. "Wang Boqi?" Jing Zeqian nodded lazily, "That's right, it's that guy. He's Jiang Miaomiao's only channel to obtain those things."
He had checked all of Jiang Miaomiao's accounts and found no trace of any prohibited items.
Jing Zeqian continued, "About six months ago, Wang Boqi started approaching Jiang Miaomiao and successfully won her over, probably for the plan at that party." No wonder Jiang Miaomiao had been acting so strangely lately.
"Also, on the day of the party, Jiang Miaomiao arranged for many reporters. The plan was to notify the police for inspection immediately after I drank that glass of wine, while having the media capture images of me being arrested."
Jing Zeqian found it ironic that a friend he had known for nearly ten years would unhesitatingly turn against him because of a man.
"But all of this was interrupted by Yiyi." And because of those 'ten years', he had doubted his sister and even hurt her.
Jing Zeyou looked at the man in the photo, his gaze sharp and filled with the authority of a leader. "It seems the Wang family put a lot of effort into trying to bring us down."
Since they had set such an elaborate trap, it surely wasn't just aimed at Jing Zeqian or Startrack. Perhaps they had their sights set on the Jing family, or maybe Hengjing.
If something went wrong on Jing Zeqian's end, he and his family would certainly have to divert attention to deal with the situation. At the same time, it would be easier to infiltrate Hengjing internally. After all, they couldn't attend to everything at once.
It was indeed a grand scheme.
"Brother, what should we do now?" Jing Zeqian lounged on the sofa, attempting to pass the subsequent handling of the matter to Jing Zeyou.
Jing Zeyou glanced at him, "Didn't you say you'd handle it yourself?" Jing Zeqian made a bitter face. He had indeed made that boast, but now wasn't the situation too complex?
Jing Zeyou returned to his seat and continued dealing with the work at hand. "You just need to handle Jiang Miaomiao. You have no evidence against the Wang family."
Jing Zeqian pondered for a moment and felt that Jing Zeyou's words made sense. "Alright then." It was about time he had a talk with Jiang Miaomiao anyway. He had been planning to talk to her a few months ago.
However, there was still one more thing.
Jing Zeqian pursed his lips and asked tentatively, "Is Jing Yiyi still angry with me?"
Jing Zeyou raised an eyebrow slightly, pausing his work. "Shouldn't you be asking Yiyi herself whether she's angry or not?"
Jing Zeqian slumped back onto the sofa, looking utterly powerless. "I can't find her... She's not answering my calls or replying to my messages, and I can't go back home now."
"Doesn't that mean she's still angry?"
Jing Zeqian deflated even more.
Jing Zeyou continued to twist the knife, "I heard from Junjun that Yiyi promised, if she couldn't present evidence to you, she would kowtow and apologize to Jiang Miaomiao?"
Jing Zeqian became anxious, "That was just said in anger. Even if I had to kowtow, I would never let her kowtow to Jiang Miaomiao!"
Jing Zeyou raised an eyebrow, "Is that so? But isn't she your friend of ten years? How long have you known Yiyi? Just a few months?" Previously, he had stayed silent out of concern for the impact on their parents, but the proper procedures still needed to be followed.
Jing Zeqian slouched, his shoulders drooping. He knew his brother wouldn't let him off easily, but he had already resigned himself to the criticism. One more person joining in wouldn't make a difference, as long as Jing Yiyi could forgive him soon.
"...Brother, can you put in a good word for me with Jing Yiyi?"
Jing Zeyou continued with his work without looking up. "Why don't you ask Junjun for help? They've been hanging out together these past few days." Yiyi had even taken her out for a drive.
"As if that girl Junjun would help me!"
Jing Zeqian had finally realized that Jing Zejun, who usually seemed so docile, could be more stubborn than anyone when she set her mind to it. She definitely wouldn't speak up for him unless Jing Yiyi relented.
Moreover, she had always treated Jing Yiyi like a sister. Now that he had upset her sister, getting even a pleasant expression from Jing Zejun would be considered a testament to her good nature.
Jing Zeyou chuckled lightly, "I advise you to finish dealing with this matter as soon as possible and beg Mom and Dad to let you come back home. Otherwise, when the live stream starts, the whole country will know that you've made Yiyi angry." There might be even more people laughing at him then.
Thinking of that scene, Jing Zeqian felt a headache coming on!
He sprawled on the sofa, muttering, "Find a chance to go home, find a chance to go home..."
Jing Zeyou looked up at Jing Zeqian, truly worried that his brother might be losing it. "Have you forgotten? Mom's birthday is coming up in a while."
Jing Zeqian suddenly sat up, his eyes brightening, "That's right! Mom's birthday! She should be merciful enough to let me come home, right?"
Jing Zeyou said slowly and deliberately, "I rather think that if you don't prepare a nice gift, your father will be the biggest obstacle to you coming home."
Jing Zeqian's eyes widened, "Right, right, right! I can't just think about coming home, I need to prepare a beautiful gift for Mom!" With that, Jing Zeqian hurriedly got up to leave. "Brother! I'm off!"
Outside the door, Assistant Chen was about to knock when Jing Zeqian suddenly rushed out, startling him.
Assistant Chen looked in the direction Jing Zeqian had left, asking with some confusion, "Mr. Jing, what's wrong with Mr. Jing Zeqian?"
The corners of Jing Zeyou's mouth turned up, "Don't mind him, he's just gone mad."
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"Zeqian, you were looking for me?"
Upon hearing that Jing Zeqian was looking for her, Jiang Miaomiao felt nervous and scared. She didn't know if the incident with the wine had been discovered.
The Jing Zeqian before her seemed different from usual, his expression unprecedentedly serious.
Seeing Jiang Miaomiao enter, he gestured for her to sit on the sofa and poured her a glass of water.
Jing Zeqian's unusual behavior made Jiang Miaomiao feel uneasy. She hurriedly stood up to take the water glass, which was even filled with warm water.
Jiang Miaomiao forced a smile, "Why the sudden thoughtfulness in pouring me water? I'm truly flattered."
Jing Zeqian's gaze remained serious, "Haven't you been unable to drink coffee recently?" Jiang Miaomiao laughed dryly, "Yes, I haven't been drinking much."
Jing Zeqian looked at her and said calmly, "Indeed, after all, it's not very suitable to drink too much coffee when you're pregnant."
Water spilled from the glass as Jiang Miaomiao visibly panicked, her smile becoming very forced. "Zeqian, what kind of joke are you making? How could I be pregnant?"
