Sun Jingan arrived at the He Residence alone by carriage.
He Jitang was accompanying the elders in admiring the flowers.
Sun Jingan came over, brimming with murderous intent, and He Jitang straightened up slightly.
Sun Jingan strode forward and threw a punch!
He Jitang, being a cultured man, unexpectedly didn’t dodge.
The scene turned chaotic.
Chen Er, a man with blood on his knife, saw this and was about to jump in to help.
He Jitang wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "Get back!"
Chen Er retreated, but his expression was still one of resentment.
Sun Jingan pointed at Chen Er: "Who is this person? Let him come over; I’m not afraid!"
Saying so, he took off his coat.
He said to He Jitang: "You’ve become so brazen, thinking there’s nothing you’re afraid of! Always disliked me, didn’t you? Come on then, if you’re a man, fight me, instead of doing those outrageous things behind the scenes!"
He Jitang suddenly let out a faint laugh.
He spoke elegantly, "What’s wrong, Brother Jingan?"
He brushed off his pant legs and smiled, "If your career is not going smoothly and you want to vent your anger on me, that’s fine."
Sun Jingan squinted his eyes.
Damn!
He’s scheming like this, and he can still keep such a calm face?
I underestimated this kid in the past!
At this moment, the He family elders stepped forward.
Madam He was displeased: "What did Jitang do for Jingan to hit him like this?"
He Jitang looked at Sun Jingan with a smile.
Sun Jingan thought scornfully: You’re clever! I just can’t catch your weak spot for the moment!
Therefore, Sun Jingan put on a smiling face towards the old lady.
He said, "This kid Jitang sent paintings and calligraphy to Jingyu but didn’t send any to me!"
With a heavy pat on He Jitang’s shoulder, he intentionally said, "Since childhood, you’ve followed me, so our relationship should be deeper than with Jingyu!"
He Jitang cooperated with a pleasant smile, "I’ll write a piece for you and send it to Brother Jingan’s residence later!"
Sun Jingan draped an arm over his shoulder: "That’s more like it!"
Madam He felt reassured seeing their good relationship.
She feigned anger, "Is it worth hitting him over a painting or piece of calligraphy?"
She added, "Stay for dinner tonight! I’ll have Jitang apologize to you!"
Sun Jingan cajoled his teacher’s wife, "I’ve invited guests over to my place today, so I won’t impose! How about another day? I’ll bring two jars of Huadiao wine and have a good drink with the teacher!"
Madam He nodded with a smile, "Then I won’t keep you!"
Sun Jingan glanced again at He Jitang, "I’ll be waiting for your painting!"
After that, he strode towards the door.
Madam He said to her son, "Aren’t you going to see Jingan off?"
He Jitang, respectful to his mother, immediately followed.
When they had walked a bit further away, Madam He said to Mr. He, "Our He family may be facing a disaster!"
Mr. He also looked towards where his proud disciple had gone.
After a long while, he finally spoke, "I trust Jingan."
...
Sun Jingan got into the carriage.
He was very agitated, quietly lighting a cigarette to smoke.
After almost half a pack, he instructed the driver to start the car.
The driver asked, "Mr. Sun, where to?"
Sun Jingan checked the time, "Head back to the mansion!"
The driver said no more, focusing on driving while Sun Jingan rested with his eyes closed.
When the car stopped at Sun Mansion’s parking lot, he saw Bao Jingyan’s car and his spirits lifted.
The car door opened, energized.
Sun Jingan stepped through his front door and said with an air of ease, "Who do we have here? It turns out our own Ruanruan has come!"
His display of cordiality was rather insincere.
Bao Jingyan was having tea, concealing.
Mrs. Sun Jingan glanced at her husband, knowing he must be asking a favor of someone to be acting so ingratiating.
She was both annoyed and amused, "Ruanruan is family, why act like this? Sun Jingan, let me tell you, don’t bring your work behaviors home!"