Obsessive Tycoon and His Swan Girl-Chapter 29 - What is My Own Purpose

Chapter 29: Chapter 29 What is My Own Purpose

Chapter 29 -29 What is My Own Purpose

Jiang Fanyue’s behavior also seemed to confirm this claim at one point.

Before, whenever he met Jiang Zhe, it was in front of the elders of both families. Jiang Zhe didn’t act out of line, but the places he had visited several times, Jinyuan Restaurant and the private hospital, had all seen Jiang Zhe. He knew that Jiang Zhe was just more reserved than Jiang Fanyue.

He had thought that when he came to see Jiang Zhe today, she would at least show some emotional fluctuation.

Under the glow of the streetlights, she looked exquisitely beyond imagination, clearly not wearing makeup, which made Gu Jiaheng’s mind momentarily overwhelmed.

“Excuse me,” Jiang Zhe spoke.

Her eyes conveyed impatience, yet also a shy and coquettish charm—an angry beauty had its own allure.

Suddenly, Gu Jiaheng remembered the phrase, “playing hard to get.”

He smiled, “Jiang Zhe, I came today to talk to you about Xiao Meng.”

Jiang Zhe was about to walk past him, but at the mention of Xiao Meng, her steps hesitated.

“Xiao Meng was chased out by the Jiang Family. Even if the facts aren’t as the rumors suggest, there must be a reason. You’ve been too close to her, and it’s not good for you. Jiang Zhe, you’ve already left the Jiang Family, and there won’t be many opportunities in the future. I hope you can seize this one at Yi Zhong.”

“What’s your purpose in saying this?” Jiang Zhe was chewing gum.

From her movements, Gu Jiaheng sensed disdain and sarcasm.

But he didn’t believe that was her true intention.

He was also stumped by the question. Indeed, what was his purpose?

Jiang Fanyue came to him and shared her unintentional mistake regarding Xiao Meng. He should have been comforting Jiang Fanyue, but instead, his thoughts unexpectedly turned to Jiang Zhe.

He couldn’t answer the question. Perhaps it was because he didn’t want to see such a good-looking girl degenerate and mix with such people, or perhaps it was for some other reason.

“After all, our families were once close, and we grew up together.”

“I have none with you,” Jiang Zhe said coldly, her voice cutting through the night’s halo and mist, “stop lecturing me.”

Enraged by her unreasonable attitude, Gu Jiaheng clenched his fist, recalling her nonchalant demeanor, the way she disrespected both families. He suddenly regretted coming back to find Jiang Zhe!

Even her attempts to attract his attention were so poorly and lowly executed. Why was he spending such effort on her!

“Jiang Zhe, don’t regret it,” Gu Jiaheng said.

The wind was too strong, Jiang Zhe didn’t hear clearly. She walked forward while the halo of the streetlight enveloped a dignified man standing under that glow.

Suddenly, Jiang Zhe remembered a certain famous painting, her lips slightly curling at the corners.

“Your pen is in the car,” Qin Jingchen handed it to her.

A cheap ballpoint pen, one that could be found everywhere in small shops, cost just one yuan each.

Jiang Zhe had many in her bag.

She reached out to take it: “Thank you.”

Thinking that she owed him again, Jiang Zhe couldn’t think of how to express her gratitude at the moment.

“Go back and rest early,” Qin Jingchen said before turning to leave.

“Qin Jingchen,” Jiang Zhe stopped him.

The man turned around. Jiang Zhe approached him and handed him her chewing gum container: “Have two pieces.”

Qin Jingchen took it, obligingly poured out two pieces, and handed the container back to her.

Only then did Jiang Zhe put away her things, “I’m leaving now.”

As Jiang Zhe was about to leave, Gu Jiaheng subconsciously followed her.

But this time, Qin Jingchen didn’t leave immediately. Instead, he accompanied Jiang Zhe toward the gate of the community.

Without looking back, Jiang Zhe knew he had taken Gu Jiaheng for a tailgater.

She didn’t say anything and kept her pace consistent with Qin Jingchen’s.

Gu Jiaheng, who had followed, furrowed his brow deeply, his gaze upon Qin Jingchen and unable to turn away for a long time.

He somewhat disliked the dubious friends Jiang Zhe made outside, but when faced with Qin Jingchen, he strangely couldn’t associate the man with anything unsavory.

He felt quite annoyed.

“Fellow student?” Qin Jingchen asked.

“Stranger,” Jiang Zhe answered truthfully. Indeed, they had grown up together, and he often visited the Jiang Family, but at most, he could be considered a friend of Jiang Fanyue, unrelated to Jiang Zhe, “Barely considered… a potential suitor?”

Psychologically speaking, when one person pays excessive attention to another, their outward emotions may vary, but deep inside they often hold thoughts about the other that not even they themselves realize.

Jiang Zhe turned her head to look at Qin Jingchen, “Do you believe it?”

“I do. I’d find it odd if you had too few suitors,” Qin Jingchen said as he walked her to the door.

She turned around, waving, “Go back.”

In her eyes, the reflections seemed to be more numerous than in others’, any light that shined in was met with an even brighter sparkle.

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Once Jiang Zhe’s figure had disappeared, Qin Jingchen turned back, Gu Jiaheng’s gaze shifted away for a moment before he left as if nothing had happened.

A cold light briefly condensed in the depths of Qin Jingchen’s eyes.

…

The monthly exams were about to start soon.

Xia Enci had been revising until she was utterly disoriented.

In the dormitory, with only her and Bai Yilian, there were no disturbances, making it an ideal environment for studying.

“Xia Enci, how is Xiao Meng preparing for the upcoming exams?” Bai Yilian asked softly.

“And what about you?” Xia Enci inquired.

Bai Yilian kept her composure, “I’m doing alright. You’ve said that Xiao Meng’s grades and condition tend to be unstable, can she really score six hundred this time?”

Xia Enci somehow felt there was a hint of malice in her tone and countered, “How’s your piano practice coming along? I heard there’s a competition coming up soon?”

Bai Yilian’s momentum faltered immediately, reminded that she hadn’t mastered her pieces yet, she muttered a few words and left with her music score.

Before the exam, Xia Enci whispered to Xiao Meng.

Jiang Zhe was chewing gum, casually arranging her pencil case.

Gu Jiashun glanced at her then lowered his head again.

Four-Eyes was talking to Song Xingyu, “Xing bro, I feel confident this time! It’s like I can solve all the questions.”

“Wake up, it’s dawn,” Song Xingyu patted his shoulder.

This time, everyone in the unnamed class was relatively relaxed; anyway, regardless of the exam results, at least they had been listening attentively and studying seriously recently—due to Song Xingyu’s influence, there wasn’t much opportunity for play in class, nor was it possible to sleep through the entire day, so they had to read more and pay attention.

The exam rooms were assigned randomly; most students were not in the same room.

Having organized everything, Jiang Zhe said something to Xiao Meng and got up to head to her own classroom.

Xia Enci caught up to her in a few steps, “Xiaozhe!”

“Yes?”

“My grandfather and my mom wanted me to give you a message.”

Jiang Zhe paused, “Go ahead.”

“They said the exam results aren’t important, as long as you are healthy, safe, and happy. So during the exam, just relax,” Xia Enci relayed the message, gestured a heart at her, and then ran to her own exam room.

Jiang Zhe’s eyes flickered for a moment; both Jiang Yao and Jiang Xiruo had already told her this on WeChat, and now they had specially asked Xia Enci to bring the message again.