An hour later.
Xiao Zhan first took a taxi back to the city, changed his clothes, and then took another taxi back to the Xiao family.
Jiang Mengxin and Xiao Wenrong both looked at him with confusion.
"Young Master Xiao, why are you back so soon? And... you've changed your clothes." Jiang Mengxin was very puzzled.
Xiao Wenrong glanced towards the door and asked curiously, "Where's your car?"
"Cough cough."
Xiao Zhan's face turned dark. He obviously couldn't tell the truth.
He couldn't possibly tell them that he had encountered an assassination attempt, got scared and peed his pants on the spot, and was too afraid to go to the Jia family, leaving Lu Ming to venture into the dragon's den alone.
That would be too embarrassing.
He had already thought of a way to deal with it on his way back, and now, with a straight face, he said, "Don't mention it. The car broke down on the road. Lu Ming took a taxi to the Jia family himself. I went to fix the car and then came back. The car is still at the 4S shop. My original clothes got dirty with black oil paint and were all grimy, so I threw them away on the roadside and bought a new set."
For wealthy young masters like him, it was commonplace for clothes to get dirty on the road and be casually discarded and replaced with new ones.
There was nothing to say about it.
Although Xiao Zhan's words were full of holes and sounded very fake, Jiang Mengxin and Xiao Wenrong both believed him.
There was no reason to doubt him.
"Oh," Jiang Mengxin replied, and said nothing more.
Instead, Xiao Zhan himself felt uncomfortable and took the initiative to say, "Um... President Jiang, I think Jia Chunming doesn't seem like a good person. He might not just want to humiliate Lu Ming, but very likely wants to take his life!"
Jiang Mengxin nodded, "I can see that."
You can see that?
Xiao Zhan was startled, "President Jiang, you can see that, so why did you still let Lu Ming go? Aren't you engaged? Nominally, you are already husband and wife."
Jiang Mengxin smiled, "If he dies, won't we not be husband and wife anymore?"
What a vicious woman!
Xiao Zhan frowned. How had he not noticed Jiang Mengxin's snake-like heart before? He had only focused on colluding with Jiang Mengxin to harm Lu Ming. Now that he thought about it, Jiang Mengxin was far more terrifying than Lu Ming.
He then said, "Actually, if you don't like him, you can just divorce him, can't you?"
Divorce?
Heh!
Jiang Mengxin gritted her teeth.
During this time, Lu Ming had humiliated her enough, bullied and suppressed her in various ways, making her a laughingstock. Was a divorce enough?
No, Jiang Mengxin wanted to take even more cruel revenge on Lu Ming!
It would be best if she could kill Lu Ming.
"Divorce is too easy for him," Jiang Mengxin said through gritted teeth, "I want him dead!"
"Uh..." Xiao Zhan looked at Jiang Mengxin in disbelief, unable to understand why she hated Lu Ming to such an extent.
Was it really necessary after being husband and wife for a while?
Or did Lu Ming really do something to betray Jiang Mengxin?
However, these were matters between husband and wife, and Xiao Zhan didn't need to get too involved.
Jiang Mengxin looked at Xiao Zhan with great curiosity and asked, "Why do you feel strange since you came back? Why do you seem to be quite worried about Lu Ming?"
She reached out and pinched Xiao Zhan's face, "Your skin is real, not a painted one."
Xiao Zhan was speechless, "President Jiang, you're joking, aren't you? Alas, I won't talk about it anymore. I'm a bit tired, I'll go rest."
Xiao Zhan left alone.
On the way to his bedroom, Xiao Zhan muttered to himself, "Lu Ming, Lu Ming, only now do I truly understand your hardships. If I were to marry a wife who wished I was dead every day, I probably wouldn't last three days. You've managed to persist until now, and you've often slapped Jiang Mengxin in the face. You've really had it tough."
...
On the other side.
The Jia family.
At this moment, white lanterns hung at the entrance of the Jia family, white couplets were posted on the door, and there were people crying and mourning inside, with funeral music playing outside. The atmosphere was one of deep sorrow.
Jia Chunming sat by the entrance of the mourning hall, silent, his thoughts so profound that they were impossible to guess.
Just then, an unexpected person walked in.
Lu Ming!
Lu Ming, dressed in black, strode gracefully through the gates of the Jia family.
Huh?
The Jia family members were very displeased to see Lu Ming and immediately stepped forward to block him, glaring at him with hatred, wishing they could flay him alive to appease their anger.
In contrast, Jia Chunming's attitude was somewhat strange.
He wasn't angry!
Instead, he seemed surprised.
Jia Chunming quickly stood up, craned his neck to look, and indeed, it was Lu Ming, the culprit who had caused Jia Wenhao's death. No mistake about it.
But... it shouldn't be like this.
Jia Chunming walked over, parting the crowd.
He sized Lu Ming up and down, his face full of surprise, and said, "Lu Ming? Why... why are you here?"
He had originally wanted to say 'Why are you still alive?', but then he thought better of it and quickly changed his words.
Jia Chunming couldn't understand. He had already arranged for a truck driver to hit and kill Lu Ming on the road, so why had it failed? And after the failure, the truck driver hadn't even called to inform him.
In fact, it wasn't that the truck driver didn't call, it was just too difficult, because the truck driver had already been reduced to ashes.
Lu Ming looked at Jia Chunming with composure and deliberately said, "Why am I here? Boss Jia, didn't you ask me to come and keep vigil for Jia Wenhao?"
"Uh... yes." Jia Chunming had nothing to say.
Lu Ming snorted coldly and walked past Jia Chunming, entering the mourning hall under everyone's watchful eyes, and bowed before the coffin.
This was already a very polite gesture.
Lu Ming could have chosen not to do this, but he still wanted to give Jia Chunming a chance.
There was still a sliver of hope for reconciliation between them.
But!
As Lu Ming bowed, the butler, who was burning paper money nearby, looked at Lu Ming with red eyes and gritted his teeth, "You beast worse than a pig or dog, what are you doing here crying crocodile tears? If you want to repent and apologize, show some sincerity! Kneel down for our young master, kowtow, and slap yourself! Do you understand?"
Would any normal person agree to such a demand?
Lu Ming looked coldly at the butler, "I will only do what I should do."
The meaning was clear: kneeling, kowtowing, and slapping oneself were not things Lu Ming should do, so he wouldn't do them!
The butler sneered, "This is the Jia family, and it's not up to you whether you want to or not! Someone, hold this dog down and make him kneel and kowtow!"
The thugs beside him had long disliked Lu Ming and were eager to act. Now that they heard the butler give the order, they rushed towards Lu Ming without hesitation.
They immediately grabbed Lu Ming's shoulders to prevent him from escaping.
"You dog, you killed our young master and dare to cause trouble in the mourning hall? Do you think the Jia family is easy to bully?"
"Today, you won't be returning!"
A thug raised his foot and violently kicked the back of Lu Ming's knee, "Kneel down!"