QT: The Rescue Of The Miserable Bigshots-Chapter 224 - 8.11

"What?! He’s gone? Where did he go!?"

Not long after Jiang Jiamian had left, Father and Mother Jiang rushed to the hospital to pick him up, only to find the ward empty.

Doctor Fang looked surprised. "I heard he called someone to pick him up when he was discharged. He didn’t call you?"

Come to think of it, the conversation on the phone call sounded a bit strange.

"No!" Mother Jiang’s expression changed, visibly anxious.

Father Jiang quickly patted her on the shoulder to calm her down. "Don’t worry, let’s just call him and find out where he is. I just hope he didn’t go looking for trouble with Fu Xiaoyuan and Tang Tang. Those two have been close for a while now, Jiamian will only upset himself if he goes to see them."

"Hello? Dad?"

Thankfully, the call connected quickly, and Jiang Jiamian’s voice on the other end sounded completely normal.

"Where are you? I took time off from work today just to pick you up from the hospital, and you ran off without even waiting for us!"

Hearing that he was safe, Father Jiang’s tone was unconsciously mixed with blame.

"Well, I’ve already told Mom, I found a job and I’ve already started. It comes with food, a place to stay, and the pay’s good. You and Mom really don’t need to worry. It’s only for half a month. I’ll explain everything when I’m back."

"What job? Don’t be ridiculous! You can’t even manage things properly at our own company. Where else could you possibly work?"

"Dad, please don’t ask right now. This isn’t just any job. It’s tied to the future of our Jiang family. It’s a really important opportunity. I promise I’ll explain everything later, just not yet."

On the phone, Jiang Jiamian’s voice was unusually serious. That kind of seriousness was normal for Jiang Jiamian himself, but for the love-brained, stupid and naive original owner, it was an extremely rare attitude, so much so that father Jiang inexplicably felt a sense of trust and the urge to stop pressing him with questions.

Father Jiang was silent for a long time on the other end of the line. In the end, he didn’t press further, "Okay, but don’t do anything reckless. Since you have decided to cancel the engagement, don’t waste your emotions on Fu Xiaoyuan anymore. He is not worth it."

Jiang Jiamian said seriously, "I know. That’s exactly why the Jiang family and I need to make a better choice this time."

Because even if they stopped getting entangled with Fu Xiaoyuan, it didn’t mean the protagonists would let them off in return.

In that case, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. He and the Jiang family might as well join hands with Fu Yanchen and settle things once and for all.

He wanted the protagonists to understand that under the suppression of the powerful and miserable bigshot, no longer chained to a wheelchair, they were nothing.

Still dreaming of a happy, sweet ending like in the original plot?

What a joke.

"Did you finish the call?"

Fu Yanchen looked over at Jiang Jiamian with a cool, almost indifferent gaze.

"I had to check in with my family."

Jiang Jiamian walked up to him with a frivolous look, leaned down slowly toward Fu Yanchen, and brought his face so close their breaths almost mingled, "I want to add another five million."

Fu Yanchen frowned, his cold eyes narrowing slightly. "Do you even know what happens when someone tries to play games with me?"

Jiang Jiamian raised an eyebrow, "I’m curious."

Leaning in, Fu Yanchen’s voice dropped low and sharp, like a cold wind cutting through the trees. His words brushed against Jiang Jiamian’s face with a biting chill, "Here’s a little riddle for you. Three years ago, someone stole my business secrets and cost me a fortune. Twenty-five days later, his body was found in the desert. Want to guess how he died?"

Jiang Jiamian felt a dry lump in his throat and tried to hide the goosebumps creeping up his skin. He forced out a dry laugh, turned his face away, and glanced at Fu Yanchen meaningfully, then shook his head gently, "This must’ve been an accident... He probably got lost on a trip."

Fu Yanchen’s eyes burned like torches. He saw clearly that Jiang Jiamian understood exactly what he meant, but chose to smile with that knowing look. He couldn’t help but revise his impression of Jiang Jiamian once again.

This kind of person with a sharp mind and cunning eyes, was definitely not the fool, the one who used to argue with Tang Tang over Fu Xiaoyuan.

"So, do you still dare to ask for that extra five million?"

Fu Yanchen looked at Jiang Jiamian with a steady gaze.

He’d already accepted the initial five million Jiang Jiamian wanted, and even promised to add another five million if he succeeded. Wasn’t that enough?

Where did Jiang Jiamian get the confidence to raise the price like this?

Jiang Jiamian smiled mysteriously, and his eyes fell between his legs with a hint of meaning, "This five million isn’t for those two legs. Compared to those, I think you should be more worried about this thing right here. If you add five million, I’ll cure it for you. How about it?" ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Fu Yanchen’s face froze instantly, his breathing growing faster and more uneven. Jiang Jiamian could feel that his whole body was tense, his chest rising and falling sharply with each breath.

It was like his whole expression was about to scream shame and anger all at once.

"How do you know?"

After a long pause, Fu Yanchen gritted his teeth and said stiffly.

The car accident hadn’t just injured his legs, but also the nerves in his lower body, leaving him nearly paralyzed.

His entire lower half had lost sensation, and he had no control over it.

But except for his attending doctor, no one else knew about this matter, nor did they care.

So how could Jiang Jiamian possibly know?

He had never even met him.

When he was the heir of the Fu family, although he had business dealings with the Jiang family, he only had a few interactions with Jiang Jiamian’s father, Jiang Zhihon.

Jiang Jiamian laughed softly and got up, stretching as he rubbed his waist, "If I can’t even spot something this obvious, how can you trust my medical skills?"

Fu Yanchen didn’t comment on his words.

Medical skills?

He didn’t think this person had any so-called medical skills.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been lying in the hospital for almost a month.

But he could see that Jiang Jiamian did have an inexplicable confidence.

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