"Can you keep it down? Just eat your meal quietly, will you?
A big fire brigade captain like you, how shamelessly incorrigible you are in private; aren’t you afraid your subordinates will find out?"
What could they do even if they knew?"
They can’t beat me, and they certainly wouldn’t dare to scold me.
Lu Jing was immediately speechless:
If you can’t talk properly, then don’t talk at all.
Luckily, the server came in with the trolley:
"Mr. Jiang, Miss Lu, your dishes are all ready."
Lu Jing was really hungry, having only had a boiled egg in the afternoon, which wasn’t much at all.
So, as soon as the dishes were served, he started eating without paying any attention to the man next to him.
Jiang Ye, of course, didn’t have the heart to disturb his wife while eating and behaved himself.
Both ate quickly, and it took them just about fifteen minutes to finish.
Normally, during work periods, a meal wouldn’t last more than five minutes.
After eating, the man considerately poured her some tea:
"Wife, have some water."
"Not hot, I’ve tried it."
Lu Jing took the cup and started drinking directly when Jiang Ye’s phone in his pocket rang urgently again.
It was the guard post calling again.
Guard post: "Captain Jiang, this Miss Jiang refuses to leave."
Jiang Ye’s face turned cold:
"Then don’t bother with her, just keep her out of the security line."
Lu Jing didn’t need to ask this time; she had heard everything.
She felt somewhat melancholic:
She’s at least an elder!
But Lu Jing didn’t actually say that out loud.
It didn’t stop the man from understanding:
"Who knows with her? We’ll enter through the side door later."
"What ’ah’? Let her stay as long as she wants; no one’s forcing her to leave, but of course, we’re under no obligation to deal with her."
She’s past her fifties, if she can’t be sensible herself, she can’t blame others.
Lu Jing sighed deeply:
She was just worried that if Grandpa Jiang got wind of it, he would definitely be unhappy.
Jiang Qiu is Old Sir Jiang’s most cherished foster daughter after all!
But, these were not something Lu Jing could handle; after all, she hadn’t even entered the house yet.
Moreover, even if she did enter, as a junior, it wasn’t her place to interfere in elder’s matters, right?
It’s just Jiang Ye, who has never been one to act according to others’ wishes.
Often, he didn’t even give Old Sir Jiang face.
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That, no one else needs to worry about, right?
On the way, enjoying the evening breeze, both were in a rather good mood.
However, this good mood didn’t last long before it was interrupted.
Apparently, Jiang Qiu had gone to complain to Old Sir Jiang; now, his call came chasing after them.
The car screeched to a halt on the side of the road, and Jiang Ye finally answered the call:
"Don’t call me grandpa!"
This tone sounded very angry!
But, Jiang Ye’s temperament wasn’t that great:
"Then I’m hanging up; I’m driving," he retorted abruptly.
This really infuriated the old man.
"Jiang Ye, you unfilial descendant, are you trying to anger your grandpa to death?"
"Grandpa, you’re thinking too much; I wish you a long life."
On the phone, Old Sir Jiang finally felt a bit better:
"You want me to live a long life? Then don’t stir up trouble and anger this old man!"