CHAPTER 39: CHAPTER 40: SONG JIAJIA COURTING DISASTER AGAIN

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After dinner, Sang Yu went back to her room.

She wasn’t quite sure how to face Jiang Jingming.

Jiang Jingming probably anticipated such a scene, but he didn’t regret it.

He walked to the door of Sang Yu’s room and knocked. From inside came Sang Yu’s voice:

"What’s up?"

"I just wanted to tell you, when you shower tonight, be a bit careful, try not to let the wound get wet," Jiang Jingming said.

"Okay, got it."

Only after hearing Sang Yu’s response did Jiang Jingming turn and return to his room.

...

"Sang Yu!"

One day, as Sang Yu was coming back from outside, a voice stopped her.

Sang Yu turned back and saw Song Jiajia.

Song Jiajia stared at Sang Yu with malice: "Sang Yu, don’t get too cocky too soon!"

Sang Yu rolled her eyes, wondering what kind of person would write a protagonist like this.

Song Jiajia said: "Sang Yu, even if Jiang Jingming isn’t dead, so what? Do you think you can be above me?

Soon, I’m going out to sea with Brother Lu, and by then, Brother Lu will definitely make tons of money.

And you with that man of yours who’s only good in the police station, you’re not even fit to carry our shoes!"

Sang Yu looked at Song Jiajia with amusement: "So, you specifically came to tell me this today?"

Song Jiajia said: "I just wanted to tell you, don’t get too cocky too soon."

Sang Yu: "When was I ever cocky? I really doubt if you have a mental problem, otherwise how could you say such brainless things."

"Sang Yu!" Song Jiajia glared at Sang Yu angrily.

Sang Yu: "If there’s nothing else, I’m going in."

Without giving Song Jiajia a chance to speak, Sang Yu opened the door and went in directly.

Song Jiajia thus received a closed door in her face.

She failed to ridicule Sang Yu, and instead, was left fuming.

"Sang Yu, don’t get cocky, you’ll regret it!"

"Who’s outside?"

Jiang Jingming seemed to have heard someone calling Sang Yu’s name.

Sang Yu said: "Song Jiajia."

Upon hearing the name, an expression of disgust flashed in Jiang Jingming’s eyes.

Sang Yu suddenly walked up to Jiang Jingming, curiously asking: "Jiang Jingming, if Song Jiajia hadn’t switched the marriage previously, Song Jiajia would be your wife now, how do you feel about Song Jiajia?"

She suddenly became curious what it would be like if it wasn’t her, Sang Yu, here today, but Song Jiajia.

Would Jiang Jingming have said those words to Song Jiajia?

Not knowing why Sang Yu asked such a question, Jiang Jingming didn’t hesitate at all: "No feelings whatsoever."

He never had any other feelings towards Song Jiajia from the start.

"Then if, just if, you married Song Jiajia, would you,"

Sang Yu hesitated on how to express it, feeling she might come off petty.

"Would I what?" Jiang Jingming asked.

"Would you have said those things to Song Jiajia?" Sang Yu asked.

"No."

"Why?" Jiang Jingming answered too quickly, or rather denied too quickly.

"Do you really want to know?" His gaze turned menacingly.

The look in his eyes suggested that whatever he was about to say next might frighten her.

"No, never mind."

Sang Yu quickly retreated to the kitchen.

Watching the busy Sang Yu in the kitchen, Jiang Jingming gradually shifted his gaze away.

Can’t rush things.

Thinking of Song Jiajia, Jiang Jingming’s eyes turned icy.

He picked up the phone in the living room and dialed: "Hello, this is Jiang Jingming."

Then he said a few words to the other party before hanging up.

Half an hour later, Song Zhenhua was called to the factory director’s office again.

"Director Wang, what is it you need me for?"

Isn’t Song Jiajia and Lu Hao already out?

Director Wang looked at Song Zhenhua with an unhappy tone: "Director Song, I know the factory has been busy lately, but you can’t just focus on the factory and ignore your family, can you?

If you really can’t manage both, I think it might be better for someone more capable to take on your director role."

Song Zhenhua: "Director, what do you mean by this?"

Director Wang said: "Director Song, our factory is about to undergo that evaluation review soon, it’s especially strict for us leaders.

Not only us, but our family members should also be well-managed. We’ve worked together for so many years, I’m kindly reminding you, if your daughter has nothing to do, she should find something to do."

After hearing Director Wang’s words, Song Zhenhua suppressed his anger: "I understand, Director, I’ll speak to my family about it."

"Director Song, both the factory and the higher-ups are closely watching these days, I’m sure you don’t want your years of effort to go to waste," Director Wang said meaningfully.

Song Zhenhua clenched his teeth: "I know."

After returning home, Song Zhenhua had a massive outburst of anger.

Chen Jinlan shivered in the kitchen.

"Now, get that disobedient girl of yours back to see me!" Song Zhenhua yelled at Chen Jinlan in the kitchen.

Chen Jinlan came out: "At this hour, why should Jiajia come back?"

"I told you to go, so go!" Song Zhenhua shouted angrily.

Chen Jinlan trembled all over, muttered: "Fine, fine, no need to shout."

Chen Jinlan took off her apron and slowly headed out.

As soon as she left, she ran into Li Rumei.

Li Rumei looked at Chen Jinlan, her expression intriguing: "What’s up with Director Song? That voice, the whole building could hear."

Chen Jinlan snapped: "What’s it got to do with you?"

"What are you saying, we’re neighbors, I’m just showing some concern, aren’t I?"

Chen Jinlan: "Stop pretending, you’d love to see me suffer. Don’t get too cocky."

Li Rumei smiled: "Look at you, how could you think that of me."

Chen Jinlan couldn’t stand Li Rumei’s smiling face, it felt like mocking: "Get lost!"

Watching Chen Jinlan’s furious appearance, no doubt something’s up at home again.

Lately, Chen Jinlan’s house has been quite lively.

Chen Jinlan, full of frustration, rode her bike to Lu Hao’s house.

Seeing the shabby state of Lu Hao’s house, her frustration grew.

"Bang bang bang." She knocked hard on the door.

"Who is it?" Song Jiajia opened the door gruffly.

Seeing Chen Jinlan at the door: "Mom? Why are you here?"

With simmering anger, Chen Jinlan didn’t show any kindness to Song Jiajia: "Your dad wants you to come back!"

"Now?" Song Jiajia asked.

"Yes!"

Not knowing what Song Zhenhua wanted, but she didn’t feel like cooking anyway.

"Fine, wait a bit, I’ll go back with you right away."

Song Jiajia went back inside to take off her apron and shouted towards the inner room: "I won’t be home for dinner tonight."

And hurriedly left with Chen Jinlan.

Liu Fenglan came out, only to find no one in sight.

"That wretched girl, running off again, not making dinner, I’ll beat her to death."

Lu Ting was about to come out to have a look, but upon hearing Liu Fenglan’s words, she stayed hidden.

Otherwise, Liu Fenglan’s anger would certainly be vented on her.