A Promise in a Thought 62

Chapter 62

As Bo Muyu reached into her palm, Jiang Chenyin’s hand closed around hers, pulling her up to leave, not sparing Mrs. Shao another glance.

Mrs. Shao’s legs were trembling. She quickly looked around. Apart from the three of them, there were no other customers in the coffee shop. Even the manager was gone, and the main door was tightly closed.

She suddenly came to her senses. What customers? This was Jiang Chenyin’s territory!

“Stop!” Mrs. Shao said, pushing herself up from the table, her expression changing from fear to anger, shifting again and again. Then she pointed at Jiang Chenyin, who had turned back, and said sternly, “Jiang, you set me up? What are you trying to do by luring me here?”

“I know my surname is Jiang. You don’t have to shout so loud,” Jiang Chenyin said with a cold expression. “This shop is mine, that’s right. But even if you were somewhere else today, the result would be the same.”

After she finished, she turned to look at the quiet Bo Muyu and asked in a softer tone, “Did you give her money?”

“No,” Bo Muyu said, squeezing the hand she was holding and hugging her arm, a slight curve on her lips. “I lied to her.”

“What!” Mrs. Shao heard, her face pale with shock. The finger she was pointing at Jiang Chenyin was almost poking Bo Muyu in the face. “What on earth are you trying to do? What are you trying to do by tricking me here?”

Bo Muyu shot her a look, her expression turning cold and distant, a complete contrast to her previous pretense. “I’ll return your words to you. Since you want to scheme, then you should be prepared. There’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world. You know very well in your heart why your older son jumped off the building. To blame it on Auntie Yin, and to use your older son’s life to bleed her dry, I’m telling you, it’s impossible!”

Every word was laced with a cold frost, and the aura she exuded became as sharp as a sword.

Mrs. Shao was both angry and anxious. Having thought that her plan was going smoothly for so long, the finger she was pointing at Bo Muyu was trembling excessively. In a fit of rage, she took a step forward, and it looked as if her slap was about to land on Bo Muyu’s face!

Bo Muyu subconsciously wanted to push Jiang Chenyin away and stop Mrs. Shao, but before she could move, she felt the hand she was holding quickly break free. The next second, Jiang Chenyin’s right hand was firmly gripping Mrs. Shao’s wrist, followed by a voice as cold as ice, “Who allowed you to hit my person?”

Mrs. Shao cried out in pain from her wrist. Jiang Chenyin pushed her away with a cold expression, then took a step forward to stand in front of Bo Muyu.

Bo Muyu was still in shock, but she still tugged at Jiang Chenyin’s sleeve and then stood beside her to face Mrs. Shao.

“You… you…” Mrs. Shao was pushed against the edge of the table. She held her waist with one hand and the table with the other, her face a mixture of pain and anger. “Bah! Bitch! It’s my fault for trusting you, but I’m telling you, this isn’t over! Jiang Chenyin, you’ll pay for my son’s life! If you don’t pay with your life, then you’ll spit out everything you have. That was exchanged for my son’s life. It’s what I deserve!”

“What do you deserve?” Bo Muyu’s face was grim. She took two steps forward, the anger that had been building up in her for all these days making her feel suffocated. At this moment, it erupted like a volcano. “Why did your son come to Auntie Yin? Don’t you know? If it weren’t for Auntie Yin helping him, what would your son’s situation in school have been like? Don’t you know? Is this how he repays someone who helped him? What Auntie Yin has is her own. And yours? It’s from moral blackmail!”

“Nonsense!” Mrs. Shao pointed at Jiang Chenyin behind Bo Muyu, every word as if she were using all her strength. “It’s her! It was her who was unwilling to save my son! It was her who killed my son! If it weren’t for her, my son wouldn’t have died! He would still be alive and well now!”

Her voice was filled with resentment, every word as venomous as a viper, lunging at Jiang Chenyin, biting a bloody hole in her, and then injecting its deadly venom with abandon.

Bo Muyu’s eyes turned red with anger. She turned around and saw that Jiang Chenyin’s whole body was even more chilling, her eyes sharp as she stared at Mrs. Shao.

She said placidly, “I don’t care what you think, but I’ve already reminded you not to hurt the people around me, not to come to me again. My help to you is not without a bottom line. I have already fulfilled my promise. The last time should have been our last interaction.”

Mrs. Shao said anxiously, “Impossible! I won’t let you go!”

“That’s your business,” Jiang Chenyin said calmly, the cold, stern aura she had developed from years of being in power now at its peak. “I’m formally warning you now. I will remember what happened today. If you want to scheme against me without considering the consequences, then I will add the score of that slap from just now. I don’t care if you hit her or not. You already had the thought, so I have to settle the score with you. I hope you remember my words.”

Mrs. Shao’s chest heaved violently, her lips trembling so much she couldn’t speak. Even as Jiang Chenyin was speaking, her legs were uncontrollably moving back.

After she finished, Jiang Chenyin took Bo Muyu’s hand and said, “Let’s go. Come home with me.”

She didn’t look at Mrs. Shao again, led Bo Muyu to the shop entrance, instructed the manager to resume normal business, and then silently pulled Bo Muyu to her car, opened the passenger door, and let her in.

She didn’t say a word the whole way, her face calm, her emotions unreadable. Bo Muyu tactfully sat quietly and also did not speak.

Because Jiang Chenyin was angry, very, very angry. A person who was usually as gentle as a spring breeze, the lack of a smile in her eyes was enough to make one feel her emotional fluctuations.

The icy aura from just now was even more obvious and powerful than when Mrs. Shao had come to her house last time.

So Bo Muyu knew that Jiang Chenyin was very, very angry.

Back at home, Jiang Chenyin still didn’t say a word to Bo Muyu. She went to the study, took off her suit jacket and draped it over a chair, then leaned against the desk with her arms crossed, her gaze on the window, leaving only her back to Bo Muyu.

She couldn’t control her fluctuating emotions. When she had heard Bo Muyu’s ambiguous words to Mrs. Shao just now, she had already guessed that Bo Muyu probably had some plan. She was suddenly both soft and angry.

Especially after hearing Bo Muyu’s near-explosive “enough,” she knew Bo Muyu’s personality very well. This child rarely got angry. If it had reached the point where her tone had dropped in temperature, it must be because she was already suppressing her anger.

And with Bo Muyu intentionally wanting to do something this time, she must have been mentally prepared to endure before this. To still show signs of an impending outburst, it was either that she really couldn’t hold it in anymore, or that her plan had come to an end and there was no need to continue.

But no matter which one it was, it was absolutely not okay to let Bo Muyu confront Mrs. Shao alone.

After Bo Muyu had said those two words, she had immediately gone around and, sure enough, had heard Bo Muyu’s cold laugh.

How could Bo Muyu hide such a dangerous thing from her!

Jiang Chenyin was so angry now that her chest was heaving. She thought of Mrs. Shao’s slap from just now. If she hadn’t been there, what would Bo Muyu have faced? And after she got home from work, would Bo Muyu have told her?

No, even in the four years she was away, Bo Muyu had never told her how sad she was. The most she had ever said in detail were those words on her birthday last year. So if Bo Muyu had really been wronged today, she absolutely would not have told her.

She was so angry she had a headache and didn’t want to say a word to Bo Muyu. But thinking of Bo Muyu’s original intentions, she couldn’t bear to not turn around.

Just then, the phone on the desk rang. Jiang Chenyin turned slightly to get it, and in her peripheral vision, she caught sight of Bo Muyu’s face, which had suddenly lit up, and her heart softened even more.

“Auntie…”

Before Bo Muyu could finish, Jiang Chenyin turned back to answer the call. She could vaguely hear a few phrases like “I’m not going to the company” and “cancel tonight’s social engagement.”

Is she that angry…

Jiang Chenyin had been standing there for a long time since she had come back, and she had also been standing at the study door with her.

Bo Muyu gripped the doorframe, bit her lip, her fingertips unconsciously picking at it. She suddenly didn’t know how to explain to Jiang Chenyin. Should she explain today’s matter first, or start from the beginning, from the very start of her plan?

Jiang Chenyin was still on the phone. Bo Muyu glanced at the time and reluctantly withdrew her gaze for the time being.

She went downstairs to the kitchen and cooked a bowl of noodles, with minced meat and an egg, and brought the fragrant dish up to the study.

Jiang Chenyin’s anger had subsided a lot, but she was still standing in the same spot, and she now had a glass of red wine in her hand.

Bo Muyu’s heart skipped a beat. She quickly placed the noodles on the desk, walked lightly to Jiang Chenyin’s side, and called her with her eyes lowered, “Auntie Yin.”

Jiang Chenyin’s voice was deep. “Hmm?”

Bo Muyu pressed her lips together firmly, reached out, and took the glass from Jiang Chenyin’s hand without allowing for any resistance, placing it on the desk, and then said in a low voice, “Auntie Yin, don’t drink. I’ll explain to you.”

Jiang Chenyin turned to look at her leisurely. “Go on.”

Bo Muyu looked at her intently for a long while, then moved a little closer and said in a soft, low voice, “After Mrs. Shao came to our house for money last time, this is the third time I’ve seen her. I originally had the same idea as you. I didn’t want her to bother us again, and I didn’t want the past to be brought up again because of her. But I found that the possibility of making her give up the idea of looking for you is very small, almost non-existent.”

It was the third time? Jiang Chenyin’s brow furrowed, but she only said placidly, “Mmm, continue.”

Bo Muyu organized her words in her mind and continued, “You said you wouldn’t give her any more money, and I believe you. But since she still wants to find you, she will definitely tear off all pretenses. So I planned to get something to turn the tables before that happened. I wanted her to think that I was someone she could trust, so that she would reveal her hand to me.”

Jiang Chenyin nodded but didn’t speak.

Bo Muyu felt that her words were not getting to the point. She pressed her lips into a thin line, lowered her head in thought, and then looked up at Jiang Chenyin and said, “Auntie Yin, it’s almost noon. I’ve made you a bowl of noodles. I’ll explain in detail after you’ve eaten.”

She had already let down her tied-up long hair. As she lowered her head, a few fine strands of black hair brushed against the side of her face, and her clear eyes held a hint of sorrow.

No matter how angry Jiang Chenyin was, it all disappeared in an instant.

The moment Bo Muyu turned to leave the study, Jiang Chenyin reached out and took her arm. Her previously cold tone had finally returned to its usual gentleness, and it was tinged with a hint of worry. “Do you know how worried I am about you?”