Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot-Chapter 747 - 460 Fifth Master vs. Huo Master, Large-scale Deadly Chaotic Scene_2
"Zeyan," Jiang Jinsang took a sip of water.
Qi Zeyan’s back stiffened, and when he heard his name called, he felt a chill down the back of his neck.
"When did you find out about this?"
Qi Zeyan felt like crying without tears:
Damn, the thing I feared the most still happened.
"I...I..." Qi Zeyan didn’t know what to say and lifted his arm to push against the person beside him.
I’m freaking suffering here because of you, could you at least say something to help me out?
Huo Qinqi’s mouth was like venomous milk as soon as he opened it:
"He knew from the start, he was the first."
Qi Zeyan almost died from the poison, just shut the hell up!
Is this kind of talk meant to make sure I die completely, like a knock-out blow?
Sure enough, the group of monsters and goblins gathered around him, not a single good person among them.
"The first..." Jiang Jinsang savored the three words, "Picking up and dropping off your aunt after work, was it after she was startled while riding a horse?"
"Yep." Huo Qinqi didn’t deny it.
"You’re not the type to do this sort of thing." Huo Qinqi wasn’t a tender romantic man, he was even a hardcore ironclad straight man at an advanced stage, if he had shown more tenderness to girls, he wouldn’t have been single for over thirty years.
Stuck in the middle, Qi Zeyan couldn’t help but criticize in his heart:
Jiang Xiaowu oh Jiang Xiaowu, you really don’t know him well enough, his slick maneuvers... Picking up and dropping off? What’s the big deal about that.
He thought that after the gods had finished fighting, even though he was caught in the middle, it wouldn’t involve him, but as soon as Huo Qinqi spoke up, it was like countless knives stabbing him in the chest.
"It was Zeyan’s idea."
Qi Zeyan had a rush of emotion, his fingers tightened on the paper cup, and coffee nearly splashed out.
What? What the hell?
I taught you? When did I ever...
He stared, baffled, at Huo Qinqi, and it dawned on him:
This guy just wants me dead.
"Zeyan taught you?" Jiang Jinsang raised an eyebrow, also feeling somewhat surprised.
Huo Qinqi spoke in an unvarying cool tone, "You should remember, she was startled by the horse, that day Zeyan was staying at our house, during a casual chat before sleep, picking her up and dropping her off, it was his suggestion."
"Qinqi..." Qi Zeyan really felt like he was going to have a heart attack, "I just thought, since your aunt’s hand was injured, she obviously wouldn’t be able to drive herself, I casually mentioned it."
This kind of joke that he certainly would have forgotten the moment he said it, Qi Zeyan had long since cast it out of his mind, forgetting he had ever made such a suggestion.
Huo Qinqi raised an eyebrow, "In my eyes, there are no jokes."
What others considered jokes, he took seriously.
Jiang Jinsang took another sip of water, "That’s actually his style."
"..." Qi Zeyan sat in the middle, ashen-faced.
You two just go at each other, could you leave me out of it, why is everyone stabbing at me.
"So, Zeyan knew quite early on." If we go back to Shuci getting hurt from the horse, that was several months ago, "So after that, you’ve been picking her up and dropping her off from work?" This was obviously directed at Huo Qinqi.
"Not always, strictly speaking, only on the days I was in Beijing." Huo Qinqi corrected.
"Then you two have been at this for quite a long time," Jiang Jinsang scoffed with a light sneer, "Zeyan tells you to go pick her up and you actually do it?"
"Her hand was injured, it was inconvenient for her to drive."
"She could have taken a taxi."
"If your sister-in-law had injured her hand, would you have her take a taxi to work?" Huo Qinqi retorted.
Caught in the middle, Qi Zeyan almost wanted to cry, couldn’t you both just talk face to face, why squeeze me in the middle like this, and Huo Qinqi, you damn well should watch your words.
Even at a time like this, you’re still so blunt!
Truly worthy of him!
Jiang Jinsang frowned slightly when asked, it really was his way of doing things, if Tang Wan got hurt, he’d surely want to take care of her personally.
"But at that time, your relationship with your aunt wasn’t at the point of picking her up and dropping her off from work, was it?"
"I said, I would take responsibility if anything happened, I said that..." Huo Qinqi glanced at Jiang Jinsang with the corner of his eye, "You were there at the time, too, and you didn’t object, so why are you questioning me now?"
Checkmate!
This strategist’s heart is dirty, each move is a trap; it’s no joke, Jiang Jinsang gripped the paper cup in his hands.
...
In the resting room, Jiang Jinsang suddenly stopped talking. Huo Qinqi was simply a man of few words, while Qi Zeyan didn’t dare to speak, and they were inexplicably plunged into dead silence.
Jiang Jinsang was recalling the details.
But Shen Shuci was not his wife, after all; if it had been Tang Wan’s issue, he definitely would have remembered clearly. But as for Shen Shuci’s issues, he hadn’t deliberately memorized them. After a long while, he suddenly said:
"Braised fish...could it be..."
Huo Qinqi straightforwardly admitted, "I taught her."
"So it was you." Jiang Jinsang had felt the taste was a bit familiar at the time, but since Huo Qinqi rarely cooked and he hardly saw him even once a year, let alone taste his cooking. Having eaten it only once or twice, the impression naturally wasn’t deep.
"Zeyan was there too, and he tried it all along," Huo Qinqi added.
Qi Zeyan looked skyward silently:
Could you not drag me into this!
Is it so bad to just let me be a quiet and handsome man?
Why must you pull me to die with you, did I ever mess with your cornfield in my past life?
"So the cat that scratched Old Liang, the one now kept at my aunt’s house...is also yours?" After the utmost shock, Jiang Jinsang managed to stay eerily calm.
Huo Qinqi nodded, "Yes, that’s my cat, she named it, Huo Chichi."
Qi Zeyan was on the verge of a breakdown:
Who asked you for the name! Are you showing off your dog food?
In the middle of gunfire, you’re still adding sugar?
"Chichi? Shuci?" Jiang Jinsang couldn’t help but make connections, "No wonder all those cat products you picked were so cutesy; it all makes sense now... Knowing you have a cat, I should have been more vigilant."
"Speaking of Huo Chichi, I haven’t had the chance to thank Zeyan in person," Huo Qinqi suddenly said.
"Thank him? What do you mean?" Jiang Jinsang raised his eyebrows quizzically and glanced at the person next to him. Could it be, was he involved in this too?
"The cat was originally his friend’s, luckily he introduced me."
Qi Zeyan had already slumped into his seat...
Can’t I just go die?
Jiang Jinsang just smiled, "Even cat business you understand."
Qi Zeyan no longer wanted to struggle and had completely given up resisting. He was only involved in that little affair, yet how it seemed like he was fully involved all along.
"I really hadn’t expected, you were so involved in the whole affair," Jiang Jinsang said as he drank water, moisturizing his throat, "You’re quite the dutiful and responsible accomplice."
"I’m not..." At this point, even jumping into the Yellow River wouldn’t clear Qi Zeyan.
"When I consider it, there’s actually quite a lot involved," Jiang Jinsang twirled his fingers, amazed that it had taken him so long to realize.
Before, he thought big brother was a bit missing upstairs, but now it seemed, he could afford to be more lenient; so many people knew, and he was just now noticing.
The main thing was, Jiang Jinsang really hadn’t connected these two together.
Both were men of few words, not ones to take initiative; both dominantly aloof and detached. Such people getting together, they’d scarely speak ten sentences in a day; how could they date?
"This is such a big deal; having kept it from me, Huo Qinqi, you really are..." Jiang Jinsang scoffed with a smile.
Good brothers turn into uncles, becoming elders?
He could now somewhat understand Xie Duo’s feelings back then.
Huo Qinqi just glanced at him lightly, his response was still the classic Huo style: "Who I pursue and date, why must I tell you?"
"But she’s Wanwan’s elder, my aunt."
"Now the younger generation can intervene in the love life of their elders?"
...
Stuck in the middle, Qi Zeyan could only silently give someone a thumbs up.
Awesome, this level of assertiveness is indeed rare.
