Things Have Always Been Simple

At this moment, Situ Dingyi was very calm. His falcon-like eyes swept over Jiang Chengshan from head to toe, finally resting on that middle-aged yet still handsome face.

He suddenly sneered, his voice carrying undisguised contempt. "Jiang Chengshan, you indeed have a good-looking skin. No wonder the young lady was deceived by this face of yours back then."

The moment his words fell, the temperature in the corridor seemed to drop a few degrees.

Jiang Chengshan's originally somewhat calm expression turned completely cold.

These two uninvited guests before him were obviously the ones who had injured Sister Qiong.

Secretary Zhao, who was standing to the side, kept his eyes lowered and his focus inward, quietly shifting half a step back. He was just an ordinary secretary; he knew absolutely nothing about the Hidden Sect or who deceived whom. This was a battle between gods involving his boss, and as someone who only made a few tens of thousands a month, he absolutely could not get involved.

He was just working a job; there was no need to risk his life.

"Is she doing well?"

Jiang Chengshan spoke, his voice a bit hoarser than usual, as if those few words had been forcefully squeezed out from the depths of his throat.

Everyone present knew exactly who this "she" was.

Situ Dingyi stood with his hands behind his back, too lazy to answer what he considered a meaningless question.

Instead, it was Situ Ding'er who could not hold back. He took a step forward, almost pointing his finger right at Jiang Chengshan's nose.

"What are you pretending to be so deeply affectionate for? You betrayed our Miss Yunshu's heart, and you're still acting innocent here?"

Hearing this, Jiang Chengshan's brows knotted tightly together.

He was certain that he had never done anything to wrong Situ Yunshu.

"Who told you that I betrayed Yunshu?"

His voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable resolve. "I, Jiang Chengshan, from beginning to end, have never changed my heart."

"Heh."

Situ Ding'er let out a short sneer. "If you don't want others to know, don't do it. You know exactly what you've done!"

"Enough, Number Two."

Situ Dingyi raised a hand to stop his younger brother from continuing his outburst. He looked back at Jiang Chengshan, the last trace of patience in his eyes completely worn away.

"Jiang Chengshan, we do not want to waste any more breath on you. Hand over our Young Miss Yunlu, and we will immediately take her back to the Situ family to acknowledge her ancestors. From now on, her surname will be Situ."

He paused, speaking in a tone that sounded like charity:

"You can continue being a rich man. With your current physical condition, it shouldn't be too hard for you to have a few more children."

They wanted to take his daughter away? And told him to just have a few more?

Hearing this, the anger faded from Jiang Chengshan's face. His cold face showed absolutely no emotional fluctuation.

He just stared fixedly at Situ Dingyi, and then suddenly laughed.

"Take Yunlu away? Do you think this is still the old society where you can just forcefully snatch a woman? Or do you think I, Jiang Chengshan, am some caveman who doesn't understand the law? I will notify Yanhuang Awakening."

He slowly took out his phone. "If you people from the Hidden Sect dare to act recklessly, I will let you taste the iron fist of modern society!"

"Yanhuang Awakening?"

Situ Ding'er acted as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, suddenly bursting into laughter, doubling over with mirth.

"Stop joking, Jiang Chengshan! Do you think Yanhuang Awakening would ruin their relationship with our Hidden Sect over your trivial matters?"

He suddenly stopped laughing and looked coldly at Jiang Chengshan.

"Even if we kill you, we can still take the young miss away."

...

"Bang!"

The door to the lounge was violently forced open from the outside, and a hurried figure rushed in.

Jiang Chengyue's chest heaved heavily. The loose hair on her forehead was soaked with sweat, clinging to her smooth brow, and her almond-shaped eyes were filled with anxiety.

"Lin Mo!"

Jiang Chengyue's voice trembled slightly from her frantic running. She rushed over to him in a few large strides, lowering her voice as if afraid of disturbing something.

"Hurry! Take Yunlu and leave!"

However, the expected panic did not appear on Lin Mo's face.

He did not even twitch an eyebrow. He just calmly lifted his eyelids, glanced at her, and then his gaze fell back onto Jiang Yunlu, who was sleeping peacefully on the bed in the inner room. His eyes softened a bit.

"It's fine."

Lin Mo's voice was not loud, but it fell clearly into Jiang Chengyue's ears, carrying an incomprehensible calmness.

"Don't worry. The people from the Hidden Sect are of no threat."

Jiang Chengyue had actually guessed some of it, but seeing Lin Mo act so nonchalantly still made her heart tremble slightly.

She knew Lin Mo was very strong. The image of him taking down that group of guys barehanded on that street back then was still branded in her mind.

But those were just ordinary people!

And according to what Sister Qiong said, no one from the Hidden Sect was simple.

A sense of powerlessness welled up in her heart. She looked at Lin Mo's overly young and overly indifferent face, her breathing becoming a little unsteady.

But right now...

Jiang Chengyue still said, "Take Yunlu and go. Many things aren't as simple as you think."

"Shh."

Lin Mo suddenly raised a finger, signaling her to be quiet.

He turned his head to look outside the door, then looked back at her, a faint smile curving the corners of his mouth.

"Do you have some kind of misunderstanding about me?"

This airy rhetorical question made all the arguments Jiang Chengyue had prepared instantly get stuck in her throat.

She froze.

Misunderstanding?

"You..."

Jiang Chengyue gritted her teeth, forcing herself to calm down. "Stop joking! Now is not the time to play the hero. Take Yunlu and go, I'll hold them off!"

As she spoke, she reached out to grab Lin Mo's arm.

Lin Mo subtly avoided her hand and stood up from the sofa.

Jiang Chengyue was actually quite tall, but right now, compared to this boy who had grown to be as tall as her, she felt a head shorter.

An invisible sense of oppression made Jiang Chengyue subconsciously take a half-step back.

Lin Mo did not look at her. Instead, he walked to the window, gently pulled back a corner of the curtain, and glanced downstairs.

"Things have always been very simple."

He withdrew his gaze and turned around, his eyes carrying a playful look that Jiang Chengyue could not understand.

"It is just that for you people, they seem a bit complicated."

Jiang Chengyue took a deep breath, staring at Lin Mo.

"So in your eyes, is this just a trivial matter?"

Jiang Chengyue could not understand this boy. When they first met, she only felt that he was just an ordinary student.

But in their subsequent meetings, it always felt to Jiang Chengyue as if she were meeting the boy in front of her for the first time.

Especially today. She didn't know if little Yunlu knowing someone like Lin Mo was a good thing or a bad thing, but regardless, this was a matter for their Jiang family, and it was better not to drag Lin Mo into it.