Chapter 111 Do you want to take revenge on Jiang Haokun?


Chapter 111 Do you want to take revenge on Jiang Haokun?

The early morning sun shines through the thin curtains, casting a faint golden light and shadow.

Lin Yuan had just gently pushed Peng Jiahe's slender jade legs away from him, but after a while, those legs seemed to have their own consciousness, and they were lifted up reluctantly.

This girl hasn't woken up yet, it's purely a subconscious reaction.

Now that the weather has gradually entered summer, the temperature is also rising quietly, but holding Lin Yuan does not feel hot at all, but is very comfortable.

Lin Yuan sat up, patted Peng Jiahe's face, and said softly: "Get up, I'll take you back to grandma's house."

Lu Yuan must have gone to the bar to get drunk last night. Grandma Peng is at home alone now, so she has to go visit and take care of the elderly.

Although Peng Jiahe had a phone call with Grandma Peng last night and told her not to worry about Peng Hai, after all, she was suffering from Alzheimer's disease now, and she might have forgotten about it in the blink of an eye.

Looking at Lu Yuan like that, he seemed to have decided to leave. He didn't want to stay in this city and make Jiang Haokun and Gan Jing uncomfortable.

The most important thing is that he doesn't think he can bring happiness to Gan Jing.

If Lu Yuan hadn't taken Grandma Peng to Seattle with him like in the original drama, he would have arranged for a caregiver for Grandma Peng. After all, how could Peng Jiahe, a girl, take care of Grandma Peng.

Moreover, he had even thought about the choice of caregiver and asked Liu Jing, Peng Hai's ex-wife and Jiahe's mother, to be the caregiver.

This also allows her to repay some of the mistakes she made when she was young.

Peng Jiahe snorted twice and continued to sleep deeply, with a few strands of hair messily scattered around his face, looking particularly peaceful and well-behaved.

Lin Yuan sat up, reached out to touch her delicate and lovely feet, and gently scratched her soles twice.

"Well..." Peng Jiahe shrank his feet subconsciously, and the blush on his face gradually became a little blurry, like the blooming peach blossoms in spring. His little mouth pouted slightly and he hummed softly.

However, Lin Yuan had no intention of letting go. His fingers continued to roam gently on her feet, his eyes full of teasing smiles.

Peng Jiahe finally lost his sleepiness and opened his eyes suddenly, with a bit of lingering sleepiness and anger after being teased in his eyes.

"Cousin, let me sleep a little longer."

"What time is it and I still want to sleep."

Lin Yuan looked at her helplessly. He didn't sleep well all night last night.

Peng Jiahe smiled slyly, and a trace of narrowness flashed in his smart eyes: "Cousin, did you hear what I said last night?"

"Didn't hear it."

Peng Jiahe said angrily: "You lied, I haven't said which sentence yet."

She looked at her cousin who was sitting cross-legged on the bed. His chiseled profile looked particularly handsome in the morning light. With a thought in her heart, she slowly reached out with her little feet and moved her toes playfully.

"Cousin," Peng Jiahe said softly with determination and a hint of shyness in his eyes, "When I grow up, can I be your girlfriend in the future?"

"We are cousins."

Peng Jiahe stared at Lin Yuan without blinking, and said with expectation: "But we have already played the fifth server."

Seeing that Lin Yuan didn't speak, Peng Jiahe seemed to muster up great courage and gently moved his toes on Lin Yuan's legs through the fabric, as if he wanted to help Lin Yuan make up his mind.

The two of them woke up at nine o'clock and didn't get up until ten o'clock.

Lin Yuan walked into the kitchen and fried two poached eggs. He took out the crispy toast from the bread machine, poured two glasses of milk on it, and a simple breakfast was made.

Peng Jiahe lingered in the room for a long time. Remembering the intimate interaction with Lin Yuan just now, his face flushed. He bit his lips gently and walked out shyly.

Her calves were still a little sore.

But when she finally saw her cousin's secretly happy expression, she still felt a different kind of pride in her heart.

Lin Yuan urged: "Eat quickly, and go to grandma's house after eating."

Peng Jiahe's shy state did not last long, and soon she returned to her usual lively and cheerful temperament.

The two came to Grandma Peng's house together.

Grandma Peng put down the sweater she was knitting, cast a searching look from behind her pair of old reading glasses, and asked, "Jiahe, where is your dad?"

Peng Jiahe deceived kindly: "My dad has gone to work."

"Oh, Dahai has found a job. I knew my son would definitely be able to do it." Grandma Peng smiled, excitedly picking up the cloth bag, and kept mumbling: "I went out to buy dumpling skins and fillings. Go.”

Lin Yuan and Peng Jiahe looked at each other helplessly, and both chose silence in a tacit understanding, without making a sound to stop them.

Grandma Peng has walked this road to buy vegetables for countless years, but she doesn't get lost.

"Isn't Lu Yuan already gone?" Peng Jiahe seemed to have remembered something and exclaimed.

She hurriedly ran into the room and rummaged around in Lu Yuan's bag.

In the corner of the bag, the passport lay there quietly. Peng Jiahe breathed a long sigh of relief, and his tense nerves relaxed a little.

Peng Jiahe stuffed her passport into the pocket of her clothes. She raised her chin slightly, with a proud smile on her face, and said proudly: "He can't leave now."

"It's going to rain, and my mother wants to get married. If he wants to leave, let him go. Staying here will only make him suffer more."

Peng Jiahe shook his head stubbornly: "What about my grandma? Does he just ignore it?"

She felt sad for Lu Yuan's departure and worried about her grandma's future.

Lin Yuan held her in his arms and comforted her softly: "Lu Yuan is responsible for your father's affairs, but he cannot be allowed to spend his whole life repaying it. Some things must be faced and let go after all."< br>


In the original play.

Lu Yuan gave up Gan Jing, rejected Jiang Lai, and took Grandma Peng back to the restaurant that Peng Hai wanted to buy during his lifetime, and he completely became like Peng Hai.

"But he doesn't even have the sense of taste. What can he do if he's gone? He can still have someone to take care of him here." Peng Jiahe still found it difficult to accept this reality. She bit her lips tightly: "I'll get his passport first." Well, even if he leaves, he still has to say hello to us.”

Lin Yuan nodded and agreed with Peng Jiahe's idea.

According to Lu Yuan's temperament, it is indeed very possible for him to leave without saying goodbye.

He patted Peng Jiahe on the shoulder: "Don't think so much now, wait until Lu Yuan comes back."

At noon, instead of waiting for Lu Yuan to come back, Grandma Peng came back with fresh ingredients in her hands. Lin Yuan showed off his skills and cooked several delicious side dishes, and had lunch with Grandma Peng and Jiahe.

In the afternoon, the sunlight becomes softer.

Lin Yuan asked Peng Jiahe to accompany Grandma Peng to make dumplings at home, while he left for Gan Jing's house.

……

"Ding Bell~Ding Bell~" The crisp doorbell broke the silence in the room. Gan Jing stood up, walked to the door with a somewhat tired pace, and welcomed Lin Yuan in.

Her face looked a little haggard, and the faint green and black under her eyes seemed to tell of the sleepless nights last night.

She gently handed over a glass of water, and then sat quietly on the sofa near Lin Yuan.

"Didn't you sleep well?" Gan Jing pursed his lips and nodded, his eyes full of weakness and exhaustion: "Lin Yuan, can you tell me about Lu Yuan today?"

Lin Yuan picked up the water glass and took a sip. He did not immediately respond to Gan Jing's question, but said slowly: "Let's talk first. What kind of person do you think Lu Yuan is before he leaves without saying goodbye?"

"He..." Gan Jing lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then spoke slowly: "He is kind-hearted, talented, and responsible. He cares about my affairs and will keep every little thing I say in mind."

"I didn't ask you to tell me all the advantages, but what about the disadvantages?"

Gan Jing frowned subconsciously: "Although he is a bit impatient and impulsive, he has never been like this to me."

Lin Yuan couldn't help but laugh, but there was not much smile in the laughter: "That's it, nothing else?"

It seemed that he was a little dissatisfied with Lin Yuan's betrayal, and seemed to think that Lin Yuan was deliberately belittling Lu Yuan. Gan Jing was a little unhappy, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

"Since you are not very cooperative, I see no need to continue."

Lin Yuan stood up directly and gestured to leave. Gan Jing quickly stood up and took Lin Yuan's arm, with a hint of pleading in his voice: "Don't leave, I didn't mean that."

Lin Yuan turned around suddenly, held Gan Jing's head with one hand, and her waist with the other, and kissed her soft and moist lips without hesitation. This sudden intimate move made Gan Jing's eyes widen instantly. , the body is also slightly stiff.

After a moment, Lin Yuan let go of her, with a somewhat domineering and unquestionable look in his eyes: "Remember, you are the one begging me."

Gan Jing was extremely embarrassed and conflicted inside. Although the two of them had done more intimate things, she was still talking about Lu Yuan one second, and passionately kissing Lin Yuan the next second. And now she still has Boyfriend person.

Lin Yuan pulled her to sit down again. This time, Lin Yuan stopped showing off and said seriously: "From what you told me before, about Lu Yuan attacking the police and stealing models, what you see is romance. , considerate, and touching, but what I saw was impulsive, ignorant, and weak in legal awareness.”

“I can’t even say it’s weak, it’s just not there.”

"Based on his behavior of attacking the police, people have the right to shoot him to death on the spot, even if they are rude first."

"There is also the matter of stealing models. If you are caught by the American police, it will be at least three years. You, an international student, and he, a handyman, can have the money to bail them out?"

"These are just the things you know, what about the things you don't know?"

"The reason why Lu Yuan has become lawless is partly due to your connivance. Your failure to stop him is also an accomplice."

"Perhaps in your heart, these past events are just insignificant episodes, witnesses of your mutual support and journey through difficult times, and beautiful fragments that you can't let go of in your memories."

"It is true that with Lu Yuan's own efforts and talents, you did later live a relatively prosperous life."

"But when one day, Lu Yuan finds that he can no longer meet your needs with his own abilities, he will take risks again, cross the red line of the law, and do illegal things."

"Illegal things like this can let you escape once or twice, but are you so lucky every time?"

Gan Jing sat there quietly, listening to Lin Yuan's sharp and profound analysis, and felt his mind buzzing.

Her lips trembled slightly, and her eyes were full of shock. After a long time, she struggled to utter a few words: "You mean, he..."

"Yes, he was arrested."

Gan Jing subconsciously retorted: "How could it be? At that time, Lu Yuan was already a chef with three Michelin stars, with an annual salary of hundreds of thousands of dollars, and he also bought a villa for me. With his financial strength, it was not possible at all. You need to do something illegal again.”

Lin Yuan shook his head: "You are wrong. At that time, during the financial crisis, Lu Yuan spent money lavishly for you and took on a lot of debt. In order to pay off the debt, he helped people smuggle passports, but this time he was not very lucky. Well, let the police arrest you the first time.”

"Then why didn't he contact me?"

Gan Jing is very confused now and can't calm down at all.

If he really went to jail, why didn't he contact himself? Why couldn't he let himself face it together?

"Remember what I said when we first met?"

"There are some protagonists in TV dramas who, in order to make their lover's life better and not be negatively affected by themselves, would rather bear everything alone, even if they are misunderstood by their lover."

"For Lu Yuan, he can keep your villa by just serving one year in prison, and it will not affect your studies. With his character, what do you think he will choose?"

"Then again, didn't you think of going to the police station and asking?"

Gan Jing's lips trembled a little: "I asked Haokun to ask, but he said..." At this point, a trace of anger and despair flashed in Gan Jing's eyes, "Jiang Haokun has been deceiving me all along!"< br>


Jiang Haokun knew clearly that Lu Yuan was serving his sentence in a cold prison, but he still accompanied her to look for Lu Yuan for more than half a year without changing his expression.

She could no longer hold back the tears, flowing freely down Gan Jing's cheeks. She hated Lu Yuan's selfishness and Jiang Haokun's deception, but what she hated most was herself.

If he had gone to the police station by himself and had not chosen to rely on Jiang Haokun, maybe all the truth would have come out at that moment.

If I had been more patient and stayed in the United States for half a year, I would still be able to recover when Lu Yuan was released from prison.

Thinking of this, she could no longer sit still, and her whole body limply fell into Lin Yuan's arms.

Gan Jing's weak appearance aroused Lin Yuan's pity.

Lin Yuan licked away her tears. At the same time, she felt a tightening in front of her body. It turned out that Lin Yuan had put his hand in.

Gan Jing gently pushed Lin Yuan's handsome face away. She really had no such thoughts at the moment.

Lin Yuan didn't take it seriously and continued: "Actually, this is what I'm confused about. If Jiang Haokun learns about Lu Yuan's affairs, it wouldn't be difficult to use his wealth to advance Lu Yuan's bail."< br>


Lin Yuan's words brought her back to her senses a little.

Is it because Lu Yuan is unwilling to ask for help, or is it Jiang Haokun who is unwilling to help?

In Gan Jing's opinion, it's probably a bit of both.

She shook her head gently, not wanting to think about it anymore, but asked: "I remember you told me that Lu Yuan only appeared again a year ago, so how about a year in between?"


Lin Yuan laughed and said slowly: "When it comes to the intervening year, it's even weirder. Lu Yuan was sentenced to one year. His idea must be to perform well, strive for a reduced sentence, and come out to meet you as soon as possible. However, in prison, because he was constantly bullied and teased, he couldn't bear it and stabbed a white man who had been bullying him with a knife, and was sentenced to an additional year. "

"I never like to speculate on others with the greatest malice, but I think this may be Jiang Haokun's handiwork."

"After all, judging from what happened to Lu Yuan after returning to China, Jiang Haokun is very afraid of Lu Yuan and has been wary of your resurgence."

"You have been looking for Lu Yuan in the United States for more than half a year. Jiang Haokun has no confidence that he can capture your heart in half a year."

"Fortunately, you finally agreed to leave with Jiang Haokun. Otherwise, if you had been looking for him in the United States, Lu Yuan would have been in prison and never been able to get out."

Hearing this, Gan Jing's tears burst again. He asked Jiang Haokun to come to help him find Lu Yuan, but instead he harmed Lu Yuan, and he became an accomplice in pushing Lu Yuan deeper into the abyss.

Lin Yuan spoke in a low and bewitching voice: "You are still Jiang Haokun's girlfriend. Do you want to take revenge on Jiang Haokun?"

Gan Jing understood the meaning of Lin Yuan's words, but the anger and disgust in her heart towards Jiang Haokun had reached its peak. She no longer wanted to be a submissive fool, nor did she want to protect herself for this hypocritical villain.

Gan Jing bit his lower lip tightly, almost bleeding. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he uttered one word firmly: "Okay."

……

"Gan Jing, Gan Jing..."

Just when the fire was halfway burning, Lu Yuan's voice suddenly came from downstairs.

(End of chapter)

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