But he’s so familiar with Jing Hao that Fu Nancheng will likely guess easily that Jing Hao had been taking care of them abroad for the past two years.
She turned to look at Fu Nancheng’s expression but couldn’t discern anything from his deanor, which only made her more uneasy.
After waiting a while longer, Yan Jiu and Qin Zhaoran, along with two other friends who were acquainted with Fu Nancheng, arrived, as did Lu Qingxue and Lu Xiuyuan, and Lu Yiming.
Qiao Mo joked that the three of them should have a family reunion, as they all shared the sa surna Lu.
From the mont Yan Jiu arrived, his eyes were fixed on Xie Qinghuan and didn’t look away.
Xie Qinghuan gave him a cold glance and didn’t pay him any attention.
But before long, Yan Jiu sat next to Xie Qinghuan and whispered sothing to her.
Their complexions shifted like a palette of colors; one mont his was a mix of green and red, the next hers was unsightly, clearly a pair of adversaries.
After everyone arrived, Qiao Mo and Fu Nancheng exchanged a few simple remarks before they started eating.
The al lasted about two hours, and since all were extrely close friends, no one left afterward. Instead, they gathered in small groups to chat.
Jiang Jinghao walked over to Fu Nancheng, holding a wine glass, and coldly said, "Congratulations, it seems you’ve gotten your wish again."
Fu Nancheng’s expression remained unchanged as he raised his glass to him.
Once young and reckless, he was indeed excessive.
But Qiao Mo was his, and only his; he never regretted taking her from him.
"But don’t think that just because you and Xiao Mo are married and have tied the knot, you can rest easy." Jiang Jinghao spoke softly, his gaze cold.
"I’m all ears," Fu Nancheng said blandly.
"In this life, I will always keep an eye on you. Don’t let find an opportunity, or I’ll definitely take Xiao Mo away."
Fu Nancheng lowered his gaze, "You took her away for three years and couldn’t win her heart. I don’t think you’ll ever have another chance."
Jiang Jinghao chuckled coldly, "But that doesn’t stop from taking her away again."
Fu Nancheng’s eyes deepened, "I won’t give you another chance."
"You’d better not." Jiang Jinghao withdrew his gaze and turned toward Qiao Dehou.
Fu Nancheng stared at his back and called his na again.
"Jiang Jinghao."
Jiang Jinghao turned around.
Fu Nancheng walked toward him slowly, "The kidnapping three years ago was orchestrated by you, wasn’t it?"
Jiang Jinghao’s pupils shrank, "Are you trying to pin this on ?"
"You know best whether it’s pinning or not. I just didn’t expect that for the sake of authenticity, you’d even hurt Xiao Mo."
"I don’t understand what you’re talking about."
"Three years ago, the kidnappers left two scars on Xiao Mo’s arm."
Jiang Jinghao said nothing, and Fu Nancheng continued, "I wonder if Xiao Mo learns about this, will she still trust you as before."
His throat felt a bit bitter as he turned his head to look at Qiao Mo speaking with Yu Qianxun and said slowly, "I just did what I thought was right. The years away from you, she was doing well."
"So how are you any different from the past , thinking it’s for her happiness yet still hurting her."
Jiang Jinghao was montarily stunned, feeling a bit dazed.
...
On the other side, because Qinghuan was busy battling with Yan Jiu, Qiao Mo sat with Yu Qianxun for a casual chat.
"Qianxun, which company are you working at now?"
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