jdhmnovel Chapter 33 Promotion, Wealth, and the Death of the Husband
Chapter 33 Promotion, Wealth, and the Death of the Husband
Shen Ke had been waiting for these words, and he slapped his hand and stood up, "Okay, if it's okay, you can come with me tonight."
"Tonight?" Shen Xi's eyes widened. "Isn't that a bit too rushed?"
Shen Ke suddenly smiled, the meaning of which was unclear: "Maybe there will be a surprise at tomorrow's performance."
They offer high salaries, so they don't lack makeup artists. In fact, many people are desperate to get into the show, but most of them are not satisfactory and there is a serious problem with homogenization.
Shen Xi's painting style may be different; her colors are very light and subtle, which makes the surrounding colors and patterns appear more vivid and vibrant.
Many people say that you can judge a person's character by their paintings. If that's the case, Shen Xi doesn't seem as gentle as he appears on the surface; in fact, he might be quite the opposite.
"Okay, I'll go back and pack my things now. Let me add your contact information and we'll get in touch later."
Shen Xi was also very decisive.
They exchanged contact information and then went their separate ways.
Before leaving, Shen Ke said, "The tea is good."
6 PM, Yunxia Airport.
The city's small airport was crowded with pedestrians, and Shen Xi pushed her suitcase along with everyone else.
Before she even saw anyone at the boarding gate, she spotted a head of granny gray hair.
It's so eye-catching.
Shen Ke saw her too, put one hand in his pocket, and waved lazily.
Shen Xi walked over and saw that Shen Ke was followed by several burly men in casual clothes. Passersby carefully avoided them.
Shen Ke found a seat and sat down casually. He patted the seat next to him to signal Shen Xi, and the muscular guys next to them sat around them.
"Don't worry, these are bodyguards arranged by my family. Just hand over your luggage to them."
Shen Ke noticed her eyes darting around, but she didn't ask any questions. He couldn't help but explain.
Before Shen Xi could even refuse, a burly man in black, over six feet tall and muscular, stood up, making Shen Xi appear exceptionally small. He grabbed the suitcase and said in a deep voice:
"Miss Shen, we've come to get it."
Shen Xi: ……
Are you sure you're not robbing me?
I was terrified.
“Miss Shen, it’s quite a coincidence that we share the same surname.”
Shen Ke is nonchalant when he's not discussing official business.
Shen Xi looked up at him, wondering why he was saying this.
Shen Ke met her cold, alluring eyes and momentarily forgot what he wanted to say.
Wow, her eyes are really beautiful.
"Relax, we're not going to northern Myanmar to take you to Kashin."
Shen Xi pursed her lips in agreement: "Although your words are rough, the reasoning is sound, and what you said is right."
This unexpected turn of events left Shen Ke completely stunned.
Is she some kind of comedian?
Looking up, she appeared aloof and indifferent, as if nothing concerned her.
"Does Miss Shen have a boyfriend?" Shen Ke asked, making conversation for no apparent reason.
Shen Xi answered very quickly: "I've been married."
Just as Shen Ke was feeling somewhat regretful,
She said slowly, "They've divorced again."
A barely perceptible hint of schadenfreude flickered in her eyes. "Go ahead and ask, go ahead and ask. Now you're embarrassed, aren't you?"
(The little man helplessly shrugs.)
For the first time in her life, Shen Ke felt that she was not good at speaking.
He pondered for a few seconds, his expression devout: "It's nothing. These days, getting promoted, making money, and losing your husband are all common occurrences."
Shen Xi turned her head to meet his gaze.
Hmm, I can tell from his eyes, he's a ruthless person.
Shen Xi, who was dozing off with Hun Ke, also found him to be an interesting person. At the same time, she missed the news on the big TV screen next to the waiting area.
The sign clearly stated: "The president of the Jiang Group and his youngest son were involved in a collision with a bus driver on the highway. They were knocked off the highway and a serious traffic accident occurred. Their current safety status is unknown."
……
In a patch of greenery beside the highway.
Jiang Ci, his face ashen, tightly held the child in his arms as he walked through a desolate jungle. His arms were covered in cuts from shards of glass and sharp leaves, and the child in his arms was breathing very weakly.
The child was muttering something through his bloodless mouth.
His right hand trembled slightly and hung limply at his side. There were no obvious injuries on the child's body, so the injury could only be to internal organs.
He called softly, "Xiaoman, wake up, don't sleep. If you wake up, I'll take you to find your mother, okay? Your mother will be sad to see you like this. Wake up, don't sleep."
The little boy opened his eyes very slowly and laboriously, and said in a very soft voice, "Daddy...don't...worry, I...don't hurt, don't tell...Mom, she...will be scared."
Jiang Du was actually in pain all over his body, but he couldn't say it because his father looked to be in bad shape. His face was covered in abrasions and there was blood on his forehead, but he was in too much pain to lift his hand to wipe his father's wounds.
He struggled to open his eyes, whispering to himself, "I can't sleep, I can't sleep." Tears welled in his eyes; it hurt too much. He didn't know if he would ever see his mother again.
Jiang Ci had long since lost his phone, so he used his child's wristwatch to send an emergency location update. He just needed to hold on a little longer; the Jiang family would be there soon.
He gently wiped away the child's tears with his oddly deformed and bent fingers, his voice unusually gentle:
"Xiaoman, don't sleep, let Daddy tell you a story, okay?"
Jiang Ci kept a close eye on the child's condition.
Jiang Du's lowered eyes opened slightly again. "...Mm."
“A few days ago, Dad had a dream. I can guess that the person in the dream was your biological mother. She had a very difficult life since childhood, but she was very tenacious. Even in the most difficult times, she would do everything she could to survive. In the dream, she had no home since she was a child and wandered around until she found me…”
Jiang Du struggled to raise his head, his weak peach blossom eyes blinking.
Then what……
Jiang Ci hugged the child tightly, "I'll continue telling you the rest when I dream about it..."
He saw the helicopter.
Jiang Du's clear, black-and-white eyes seemed to be filled with accusation.
The helicopter couldn't get close to the woods, so the cabin door opened, and a group of people jumped out with parachutes.
Jiang Po, Jiang Bei immediately ran to Jiang Ci and took the child from the young master's hands.
Jiang Ci released his grip, his gentle demeanor towards the child gone, his expression gloomy and unpleasant.
“Jiangbei, take a closer look at Jiangdu. He doesn’t seem to be in good spirits, but there are no visible wounds.”
Jiangbei was a skilled doctor. He lifted the black coat that wrapped the young master, took his pulse, frowned, then lifted the child's clothes and touched his abdomen.
His expression was grave. "Young Master, we need to get a CT scan. The young master's heartbeat is too weak."
Supported by Jiang Po, Jiang Ci's face was grim, and he spoke sharply: "This is all the result you found?! What's the difference between saying it and not saying it at all?"
Jiang Bei didn't dare to utter a sound. The young master was in a fit of anger; he would be fine once he calmed down.
"Jiang Po, there are urgently needed medical supplies in the helicopter. You take the child and go back first."
Jiang Po is skilled in martial arts and fast at running.
"Yes, young master, please be careful on your way."
He quickly took the young master from Jiang Bei's hands and disappeared in a flash.
Jiang Bei helped the young master walk forward step by step, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally spoke up, "Young master's condition is a bit strange. Why doesn't he even have the most basic surface injuries?"
The car accident sent everyone flying, but there wasn't a single external injury. Although the young master had wrapped the young master up very well, the shards tore the clothes. Why was that?
Jiang Bei waited for a long time without hearing a reply. He raised his eyes, feeling quite uneasy, and tried to look to the side, but suddenly, his shoulder slumped.
Jiang Ci has fallen.