Chapter 2152: Choosing a Confidant

Jiang Motian did not insist, and she offered another suggestion: "Then find your friend to help you brainstorm."

A friend, huh...

Jiang Mobai had quite a few friends.

But very, very few knew about this relationship.

Wang Zi counted as one.

But with his competition imminent, Jiang Mobai absolutely could not disturb him.

Then that only left... Qingkong.

Thinking of Qingkong's face, which was always full of the light of gossip...

Jiang Mobai shuddered.

At this moment, Jiang Motian volunteered again: "If there really is no one else, just choose me."

"No, I've already thought of someone!"

In this instant, Jiang Mobai suddenly felt that Qingkong was actually quite fine.

Let him be a gossip.

If it really came down to it, he could always silence him...

Jiang Motian, having been passed over once again, felt a little bit disappointed.

But it was only temporary; she continued to offer advice: "Isn't your racing team having a competition? Why don't you and your friend go watch it together?"

"Watch the competition?"

"Yeah, when men talk about racing, they always get fired up. Talking about your worries in that kind of environment will make you less hesitant and more decisive."

Jiang Mobai listened carefully, nodding continuously.

Afterward, he looked at Jiang Motian with a smile: "As expected of my sister, truly thoughtful."

"It's nothing!"

"Did Wanyi tell you everything?"

Jiang Mobai asked slowly, as if they were just chatting casually.

But Jiang Motian sensed his probing.

Jiang Motian dared not take it lightly, and she smiled calmly: "Not at all. Wanyi is still very good at keeping his word; he won't say a single word about things he shouldn't."

"But is there anything he shouldn't tell you? I'm afraid there are only things he doesn't want to tell."

"Wanyi has great self-control, so you can rest assured."

Rest assured...

Jiang Mobai hummed lightly, neither confirming nor denying.

However, in the end, Jiang Mobai accepted Jiang Motian's suggestion and invited Qingkong to watch the racing competition.

On the day of the competition, Qingkong brought his camera.

Because of Jiang Mobai, their seats were excellent, and the view was perfect.

After holding his camera and shooting for quite a while, Qingkong suddenly sighed.

Hearing this, Jiang Mobai asked: "Didn't get any good photos?"

"I did, I just think it's a pity I couldn't capture you on the track."

Qingkong had seen photos of Jiang Mobai on the track.

He looked so spirited.

He really hoped that one day, he could capture that scene himself.

And was Qingkong's regret not also Jiang Mobai's?

He murmured: "I am also looking forward to being able to return to the track."

"Sooner or later you will. Aren't you almost recovered now? With your talent, plus hard training, you will definitely create brilliance again!"

"Heh, thanks for your kind words."

After Jiang Mobai finished speaking, he squeezed the hand resting on his knee.

Afterward, as if he had suddenly thought of something, he chatted with Qingkong: "Has Su Kexuan been in touch with you lately?"

"Yeah, she took me to interviews, attended social events, oh, and bought some new clothes to keep up appearances."

"The schedule is quite full."

"Yeah, I told you, after that whole incident with the old professor, my fame would definitely rise instead of fall!"

Qingkong was riding high.

But out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the soda can in Jiang Mobai's hand had been crushed.

Uh...

Alright, he had been a bit too smug.

He had ignored Jiang Mobai's feelings.

Qingkong put away his excitement and switched to chatting considerately with Jiang Mobai: "Did you and Su Kexuan have a falling out that day?"

"Yeah!"

"Then you should coax her."

"I don't even know why she was so angry!"

Qingkong glanced at the soda can, which had been crushed even further, and muttered: "I feel like you're also very angry."

Jiang Mobai was indeed unhappy inside.

But rather than saying he was angry, it was more that he minded that Su Kexuan could act like nothing had happened, completely unaffected.

And as for him?

Deeply trapped in a complex web of clues, he could not make heads or tails of it.

He was even doubting whether Su Kexuan truly still had feelings for him...

Jiang Mobai's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Suddenly, he felt someone squeeze his shoulder.

Jiang Mobai turned his head to look and saw Qingkong smiling at him.

"Stuck in a dead end again?"

Jiang Mobai did not speak.

His silence let Qingkong know that he had guessed correctly.

Qingkong withdrew his hand and said earnestly, "Instead of letting your imagination run wild, you might as well start doing something practical."

"I have been doing that, but... the results are minimal."

"Then what is it that is preventing you from achieving results?"

"Oh, there are quite a few such obstacles."

"Pick the one that troubles you the most first."

The one that troubles him the most...

Jiang Mobai thought for a moment, then opened his mouth to speak: "I was recalling the past recently and discovered a detail."

"What detail?"

"Back then, I organized a gathering, wanting to confess to Su Kexuan in front of everyone. But... she stood me up."

Jiang Mobai took a deep breath when he reached this point before continuing: "She even disappeared for a while. When we met again, she was cold toward me, and she even told me... she was going abroad to develop her career and that we shouldn't see each other again."

Even now, years later, Jiang Mobai could still recall how painful it was when he heard that news back then.

He had originally thought that the two of them would become boyfriend and girlfriend.

As it turned out...

Sigh!

Jiang Mobai sighed heavily.

At this moment, he saw Qingkong hand him a can of cola.

"Thanks."

Jiang Mobai tilted his head back and took a big gulp.

The countless bubbles in the cola collided with Jiang Mobai's throat.

He let out a loud burp.

Instantly, the congestion in his chest eased quite a bit.

Then, he heard Qingkong say: "Could it be that her family put some kind of pressure on her, for example, that she couldn't be in contact with you?"

"I've met her parents; they are very good people and quite liked me. If they knew we were in love, they would definitely approve of us being together."

"Are you saying that for real? Who would want their daughter to date a playboy?"

"I wasn't a playboy back then!"

"Oh, then her parents must be very relieved."

Qingkong said his thoughts truthfully.

But it drew a glare from Jiang Mobai.

Qingkong immediately waved his hands: "Alright, alright, I won't say it, you say it."

"I... what am I supposed to say? There's nothing left to analyze."

Jiang Mobai slumped his shoulders, his expression listless.

Qingkong, however, straightened his back and raised an eyebrow: "Then, I'll start saying a few words! The two of you spent the night..."

He had just reached the critical point when his mouth was covered by Jiang Mobai.

At this moment, they were standing by the railing.

The view here was good, and there were not many spectators around.

Their attention was all on the competition.

Every now and then, they would cheer and applaud.

But if Qingkong used a loud voice, it would still be very easy for people to hear the content of their conversation.

Jiang Mobai gave Qingkong a warning look.

Qingkong immediately understood.

He made an OK gesture, and only then did Jiang Mobai withdraw his palm.

Rubbing his mouth, Qingkong lowered his voice by several octaves and said vaguely: "After you two 'did that', was Su Kexuan very repulsed?"