Wen Yan hadn't expected this.
"Then, perhaps it's because your character is bad?"
"I don't know whether to call you silly or cute. Do you think anyone would turn down money because of someone's bad character?"
Jiang Yao Cheng's words left Wen Yan speechless.
But Wen Yan still believed Leng Xun Ze, "Perhaps the project leader had a very good relationship with Leng Xun Ze before."
"No matter how good the relationship, they wouldn't fire me for some down-and-out young master. And that time at the restaurant, why do you think they protected you? I also heard about the hospital incident. Once could be a coincidence, twice could be too, but three or four times, it's impossible to be a coincidence anymore! What's more, I investigated. The Leng family's young master disappeared long ago! The current Young Master Leng is not the real Young Master Leng at all!"
Jiang Yao Cheng directly threw a photo over.
It was a photo of the Leng family's young master attending a banquet.
But the faces of the two people were completely different.
Wen Yan instantly felt a sense of estrangement.
Meaning, the person she married was not the eldest young master of the Leng family at all?
Then who was he?
Wen Yan suddenly fell into confusion.
"I investigated him too. I think, most likely, this person is using you, or he's lusting after your beauty," Jiang Yao Cheng snorted coldly, looking at Wen Yan, and couldn't help but ask, "Have you slept together?"
Wen Yan's mind was already blank. The current situation was completely beyond her expectations.
"Wen Yan, Wen Yan, I never expected that someone as smart as you would be deceived!" Jiang Yao Cheng felt extremely displeased thinking that someone he hadn't tasted yet had already been tasted by someone else. He sat down next to Wen Yan and began to grope her. "Tell me, if you were with me, you'd at least be a legitimate Mrs. Jiang. But now, you don't even know who you married. Maybe he's a fugitive..."
"That has nothing to do with you." Wen Yan shook off his hand, wanting to leave.
Jiang Yao Cheng, however, put his arm around her waist. "Don't you want to send Li Meng Yao to prison? I have other evidence against her!"
Wen Yan felt a wave of disgust.
"Keep it for yourself!"
It wasn't that she was a saint. Li Meng Yao was his girlfriend before, and yet he treated her like this.
She shouldn't have come to see Jiang Yao Cheng!
Jiang Yao Cheng became even more unrestrained. "That's great. You're still so captivating. You have the most innocent-looking face, but such a wild personality."
"Let go of me, help!"
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yao Cheng wanted to assault her in public. Wen Yan immediately shouted.
Strangely, the waiters seemed deaf, showing no reaction.
"Shout all you want, I like hearing your voice," Jiang Yao Cheng buried his head in her neck. "But even if you shout until your throat is raw, no one will come to save you. This is my territory!"
Wen Yan was terrified.
She thought Jiang Yao Cheng wouldn't dare do anything in public.
But she didn't expect that this coffee shop was actually a property of the Jiang family.
No wonder the waiters showed no reaction.
Wen Yan gritted her teeth. "Jiang Yao Cheng, you will face retribution. If you continue like this, I will definitely call the police and make you and Li Meng Yao a pair of ill-fated lovers!"
"Then forget it. I'd rather be a pair of ill-fated lovers with you!"
Jiang Yao Cheng laughed wildly, his demeanor exceptionally wicked.
Wen Yan felt terrified and regretful. She shouldn't have come to see this devil!
"Wen Yan, yield to me, and I can make you my Mrs. Jiang!" Jiang Yao Cheng said, then leaned in to kiss her.
At this moment, not far away.
Across the street, a blue Lamborghini drove by.
"Stop!"
The person inside the car suddenly spoke.
The man's charming, narrow eyes glanced over, his gaze falling on the girl's face.
An Xi Leng narrowed his eyes slightly. What kind of twisted fate was this?
The driver reminded him, "Mr. An, that seems to be Miss Wen."
"Mm."
An Xi Leng adjusted his blue suit. The driver knew that his boss was about to take action.
Indeed, the next second, the man opened the car door and got out, walking into the coffee shop. The waiters immediately tried to stop him, "Excuse me, sir, we..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked aside.
He strode a few steps to Jiang Yao Cheng and kicked him.
With a "thump," Jiang Yao Cheng fell to the ground.
Wen Yan, now saved, immediately stood up and turned around to see An Xi Leng.
"Mr. An...?"
Jiang Yao Cheng, dazed from the fall, got up from the ground, furious and wanting to curse. But when he saw the familiar face, he froze. He had seen An Xi Leng before; he was the boss of Anta Group.
His expression immediately turned respectful, and he said with a grin, "Mr. An, what brings you here?"
Wen Yan secretly admired that Jiang Yao Cheng had his reasons for being an heir.
"Young Master Jiang really has a good hobby, bullying women in broad daylight." An Xi Leng's voice was calm, but with a hint of disdain. Although he was a playboy, he wouldn't force people like this.
"Mr. An, you've misunderstood. We were just joking. We're friends," Jiang Yao Cheng quickly said, giving Wen Yan a look.
Wen Yan pretended not to see it.
Since someone had come to help her, she naturally wouldn't speak up for Jiang Yao Cheng.
An Xi Leng naturally saw the situation clearly. He snorted and said, "Young Master Jiang, Wen Yan is my friend."
Jiang Yao Cheng's forehead immediately broke out in a fine sweat.
Wen Yan actually knew An Xi Leng?
"I apologize, Mr. An. I was blind. I will keep my distance from Wen Yan in the future." Jiang Yao Cheng had no choice but to bow his head.
An Xi Leng took Wen Yan away.
In the car.
Wen Yan: "Thank you, Mr. An. But, you must have other things to do. I won't bother you."
"Jiang Yao Cheng is still there. Are you sure you want to get out now and let him know we're actually not close?" An Xi Leng said calmly.
Wen Yan indeed saw Jiang Yao Cheng still sitting in the shop at a glance.
"Then..." she hesitated.
"Accompany me for a meal," An Xi Leng said, and without further ado, told the driver to drive to a restaurant.
Wen Yan could only sit down.
This way, Jiang Yao Cheng probably wouldn't dare to harass her anymore.
An Xi Leng naturally went to a high-end restaurant. The luxurious decor, even the waiters spoke three languages. The inquiries were in English, and fortunately, Wen Yan's English was good, so she ordered a few dishes.
An Xi Leng, on the other hand, looked at her with a bit of admiration.
"Your English is very good?"
"It's alright."
"Coincidentally, I need a translator. Do you want to do some part-time work?" An Xi Leng actually said.
Wen Yan absolutely did not believe he couldn't speak English. Weren't noble sons all proficient in multiple languages? At the very least, he had his own translators.
An Xi Leng seemed to see through Wen Yan's thoughts and spoke a sentence in English.
He managed to say it with some fumbling, but his pronunciation was so strange that Wen Yan couldn't help but chuckle.
"You see, no one is perfect. I am so excellent, my only flaw is in English," An Xi Leng shrugged. "Coincidentally, my translator is pregnant and went back to have a baby. I need a translator, two thousand an hour, is that okay?"
Two thousand an hour?
Wen Yan: "Yes, it's fine. I don't have much to do recently anyway."
"Then it's settled. I have a banquet tomorrow. Remember to dress up, and I'll pick you up then."
Wen Yan agreed. Anyone who didn't make money when it was available was a fool!
While eating, Wen Yan suddenly thought of something.
Something that weighed on her mind and she couldn't let go of.
"Mr. An, you're a big shot in Haicheng. You should know the former Young Master Leng, right?" Wen Yan looked at him.
An Xi Leng's peach blossom eyes narrowed. "Why?"
"Can you describe what he looks like?"