Chapter 131: So Many Stinky Mosquitoes

The three of them have already arrived at the roadside.

The black Kurrinan stopped in front of Jiang Lai; Ke Zhongyu got out of the car, pushed his sister into the vehicle without saying a word, and then looked at Jiang Lai.

"Get in."

Ke Zhongying, who was shoved into the car and accidentally hit his head, said: "?"

A person?

Older brother?

Forget it, now's not the time for infighting; we should unite against the outside.

"Sister Jiang Lai, get in."

Jiang Lai bent over and got in without turning her head; she didn't want to tangle with Shen Xun here, listening to his pointless sophistry.

"Jiang Lai!" Shen Xun stepped forward.

Ke Zhongyu turned and blocked him.

"President Shen, show some restraint."

Again it was Ke Zhongyu, with that disdainful gaze.

"Restraint?" Shen Xun found the word amusing, "The one who should be showing restraint is President Ke. Every time Jiang Lai and I have a little issue, President Ke catches the scent and shows up, trying to interfere…"

"Don't worry," Ke Zhongyu interrupted, his cold gaze scrutinizing him, "Jiang Lai hasn't given me three million a month, hasn't bought me a flat in Shuantianque and a million‑worth of jewelry, nor a two‑million car. I'm not the third party."

"President Shen, you shouldn't attribute a petty man's motives to a gentleman's mind."

Shen Xun was choked and could not speak.

Each of Ke Zhongyu's words felt like a crime weighing on his head.

He could barely lift his head in front of Jiang Lai.

Triumphant, Ke Zhongyu sat down, closed the door, and signaled the driver to go.

In the end, Shen Xun couldn't deliver the lines he had long prepared in front of Jiang Lai.

The three million a month is private investment.

The jewelry is a reciprocal gift among friends.

The money for the car and house was borrowed by Shutong.

The material Ke Zhongyu investigated was a mix of truth and falsehood; not everything was true. It was all Ke Zhongyu's cheap competitive tactic, merely trying to push him and Star Universe Technology off the stage.

He watched Jiang Lai ride away in Ke Zhongyu's car and vented by kicking the flowerbed in front of him.

"Tsk tsk, the supposedly gentle and courteous President Shen also has a day when he gets so angry he goes mad," Ke Zhongying pulled his head back in, gave his older brother a thumbs‑up, "I think Mom was wrong back then; luckily you're not mute."

Ke Zhongyu gave her a cold, sideways glance.

Because he still needed his older brother's help to get home tonight, Ke Zhongying kept silent.

Ke Zhongyu looked at Jiang Lai: "Did Shen Xun plant a radar on you?"

Jiang Lai was also puzzled; she had left the Shen Family, deleted and blocked all its members, and her safety was protected, so Shen Xun couldn't possibly have sent someone to tail her.

Jiang Lai's identity had already been made public; many knew she possessed the core data of a self‑developed chip, and her safety was now even more crucial than before her identity was disclosed.

If Shen Xun dared to stalk her, it wouldn't be a police station interrogation but the National Security Bureau.

Jiang Lai thought for a moment and said, "When Chongying and I were having a meal, we ran into Lin Shutong."

Ke Zhongyu: "Lin Shutong wouldn't inform Shen Xun."

Ke Zhongying: "Also Gu Zhiyan, brother, your mortal enemy—I told you about him."

The Nian Family and the Gu Family have always been in contact; every second day of the Lunar New Year, when their family returns to their grandfather's house, they can meet the Gu family members coming to pay New Year calls.

Ms. Nian had once tried to match her brother with Gu Yinxue, but her brother had always been austere and career‑focused, indifferent to women, and always gave Gu Yinxue the cold shoulder.

He wouldn't even fabricate a story about breaking his leg to avoid dancing with the Fu family's eldest daughter; likewise, accepting the Gu family's lady's invitation to stroll and enjoy the scenery was no better.

What he said was: "I'm blind."

In short, he was always incomplete in front of other women.

Whether it's Fu Youqing or Gu Yinxue, both are heiresses of wealthy families who have spent their whole lives only ever rejecting others; when have they ever been rejected?

The girls have thin skin; Gu Yinxue was awkwardly crawling on the ground in front of both families' elders, her face flushed with anger.

Gu Zhiyan, because Gu Yinxue had an incident in her childhood, has always been very protective of his sister.

Thus, her brother formed a feud with Gu Zhiyan.

Even the senior lawyer's mouth couldn't spit out any ivory; her brother's tongue had been poisoned since childhood, and at gatherings of mutual acquaintances, no one dared to invite both of them at the same time.

"Having Lin Shutong as a lawyer—does that make him a cross‑industry lawyer or a 'crotch' lawyer?" Ke Zhongyu scoffed, "I never heard anyone say Gu Zhiyan was that enthusiastic."

The two aren't even a foot apart; it's just a rumor.

Ke Zhongying said, "Lin Shutong is also formidable; two men revolve around her."

Jiang Lai: "Stinky mosquitoes are many."

The brother and sister both glanced at her in unison, not expecting her to insult anyone, and the insult was surprisingly spot‑on.

Jiang Lai glanced at the two and said, "An old‑home saying."

Ke Zhongyu: "If you have a mouth, use it more."

Ke Zhongying nodded in agreement.

Jiang Lai gave a "hm"; she used to love the Shen family and everything about them.

That affection wore away, so she no longer loved everything about them.

The car first drove back to Nanshan Shu Jiuhao.

Jiang Lai got out, crossed the spacious courtyard, and saw Mo Yi smiling with squinting eyes at the doorway.

"Miss Jiang, you're back."

"Mo Yi? Why are you here?" Jiang Lai looked puzzled, and after unlocking with a fingerprint, immediately called her in.

Mo Yi placed both hands on her belly, smiled and bent over: "Miss Jiang, I've been assigned to come over to take care of your meals and daily life."

Jiang Lai: "?"

She had wanted to ask what it meant, but the meaning was already obvious, so she asked: "Whose idea is this? Boss Ke?"

Mo Yi nodded.

"Miss Jiang, the Young Master has never been this caring toward someone before."

This familiar phrasing and tone.

Jiang Lai: "..."

"Mo Yi, I can take care of myself; you should go back to Number One."

"No way, Miss Jiang—if you kick me out, the president… no, the Young Master will fire me outright!" Mo Yi looked pitiful, "The Young Master said that if you don't keep me, I'll have to pack up and leave the Ke family."

Jiang Lai couldn't figure out what Ke Zhongyu was up to.

But she knew Ke Zhongyu was fully capable of doing something like this.

She thought for a moment: "Then I'll pay you a monthly salary."

"No." Mo Yi flatly refused, "The Young Master will still make me pack up and leave."

Jiang Lai: "I'm already paying you a monthly salary; he can't make you pack up and leave."

Mo Yi had no other recourse.

In the next second she decided to appeal to emotion: "Miss Jiang, just let me stay and take care of you! I can't leave the Ke family; I have elderly parents and young children, I really need this job, and I need the Ke family to send my child to a good school."

Jiang Lai looked troubled.

"Miss Jiang, the Young Master had me come over to take care of your meals and daily life, mainly hoping that Miss Jiang Lai would devote herself fully to the joint project, which is very important to the Young Master!"

"Lan Chuang Technology is the Young Master's heart and soul! The Ke clan belongs to the Ke family, but Lan Chuang is the Young Master's own!"

Mo Yi spoke with passionate fervor.

Jiang Lai seemed half‑believing, half‑doubting: "Is that really the case?"

Mo Yi: "Exactly! Miss Jiang, please, I can't be without this job."

Jiang Lai really was worried Mo Yi would lose her job, so she nodded.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mo Yi."

"Not hard at all, not hard at all." Mo Yi moved into a small room on the first floor; as soon as she entered, she took out her phone to report to Ke Zhongyu.

"Reporting to the Young Master, I've already infiltrated the future young mistress's inner circle."

Ke Zhongyu, upon receiving the call: "..."

"I had you go take care of her, not to act as a spy."

"Really? Young Master, if that's the case, then from now on I won't report to you whenever Miss Jiang is unhappy."

Ke Zhongyu: "Take it back."

Mo Yi: "Okay, Young Master."