Jiang Huai was busy in the kitchen when the phone rang.
Hmm, boiling noodles.
Yes, that’s right, Captain Jiang was personally cooking.
And Lu Jing, he was taking a shower.
While waiting for the water in the pot to boil, he answered the call:
"Brother, Aunt has come again!"
"Isn’t mom at the company?"
With mother around, that Aunt shouldn’t dare to harass Jiang Huai like before, right?
"She didn’t block me today; she came looking for mom."
Jiang Ye could guess with his toes what Jiang Qiu went to tell their mother:
"About the thing you were asked to investigate last time?" he asked.
On the other end of the line, Jiang Huai meticulously recounted every word from the investigation report about that year’s events.
Jiang Ye listened very carefully while also lifting the lid to drop the noodles in:
"So, what you mean is, Jiang Qiu and Gu Xiyue had several private partnerships? Nothing else?"
"Yeah, exactly, I checked twice, and it’s the same result."
Basically, there shouldn’t be any surprises now.
Jiang Ye narrowed his eyes:
"What kind of partnerships?"
Jiang Huai paused for a moment before slowly starting to speak:
"All kinds that make a killing, very profitable, they’ve been in partnership for several years now."
So, how would outsiders know that the esteemed, fan-adored Actress Gu, was actually involved in some morally bankrupt and illegal business dealings in private?
Jiang Ye didn’t say much, only one sentence:
"Deal with it within three days!"
No wonder Jiang Qiu was so agitated—there was this issue too?
But he still felt something was off.
Just business partnerships, but his wife had seen them together at a hotpot restaurant, and his Aunt was quite indulgent and caring toward Gu Xiyue.
Forget it, since the private detective couldn’t find more, he couldn’t be bothered to delve into it.
Lu Jing had already finished showering by now:
"Jiang Ye, are the noodles ready yet?" His voice was clear in the kitchen, and it also transmitted through the phone.
Jiang Huai almost thought he misheard:
"Brother? Is there a woman with you?" he asked disbelievingly.
Jiang Ye abruptly hung up the phone.
However, two seconds later, Jiang Huai’s phone calls were relentless, nonstop.
Eventually, Jiang Ye had no choice but to blacklist his own younger brother to finally get some peace.
Throughout all this, Lu Jing hadn’t noticed anything, just outside drying his hair.
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The noodles were pretty much done, and Lu Jing had just dried the droplets of water and came over.
Looking at the two bowls of noodles set on the table, he couldn’t help but remark:
"Didn’t know you could do this too?" he asked.
"I’m good at quite a lot of things, when we have time, you can slowly appreciate them."
Really, flirting at any given moment.
However, he had to admit, the noodles were actually pretty good.
It was nearly one-thirty by now, definitely too late to cook and stir-fry anything, so boiling noodles was the quickest and most convenient option.
"Were you just on the phone with someone?"
He could vaguely hear voices during his shower.
Jiang Ye didn’t deny it:
"Yes, it was with Jiang Huai."
"Jiang Huai? Haven’t seen him in many years."
"What, you have a strong impression of him?"
Speaking of him, Jiang Ye wasn’t too pleased.
Because once, his own mother had mentioned wanting to set Lu Jing up with his younger son.
How come she never considered her elder son?
So, when Lu Jing mentioned Jiang Huai, Jiang Ye suddenly remembered this matter and his tone became sarcastic.