Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot

Chapter 1629: Chapter 953: Schemes Gather Strength, Crisis Approaches Instantly (24 Updates)

Outside the kindergarten

The Huo family had been staking out nearby in advance, targeting a specific individual. Leading the operation here were Qi Zeyan and Huo Ran, who periodically reported the situation to Huo Qinqi.

"Report to big brother, everything is normal at the moment, over."

"The target went to buy a pack of cigarettes, over."

...

"So far, the target shows no abnormalities, over."

Huo Qinqi was having a severe headache. They weren’t using any shortwave communication, could this kid really handle it? He frowned and said:

"Just talk normally."

The response then turned to: [Everything is normal.]

"Are you sure there’s no problem having Huo Ran keep an eye at the kindergarten entrance?" Jiang Jinsang sat in the passenger seat while Huo Qinqi drove. They were currently staking out at that intersection.

After thinking it over, in terms of dealing with these desperados, Huo Qinqi was more experienced than they were. With him around, things would get done with half the effort.

At the kindergarten entrance, there was only one person staking out. The others were undoubtedly ambushed elsewhere.

"He’s grown up," Huo Qinqi said bluntly. "Besides him, there’s also Zeyan."

Jiang Jinsang merely smiled. You’ve indeed arranged two reliable people.

Turning his head to the back, Jiang Yanting’s face was as expressionless as always, not saying a word.

Probably never expected in this lifetime that they’d collectively undertake such a thing.

At this moment, his phone vibrated, a message from the group.

Jiang Chengsi sent: [We’ve arrived at the clubhouse.]

Time: 3:50 PM.

**

Inside the clubhouse

As time ticked by, Jiang Zhaolin grew more restless, his heart pounding in his throat, it seemed all the blood in his body was flowing in reverse, making it hard for him to sit still. He desperately wanted to call off the plan.

Because once it failed, it would mean prison.

But by now, the group of people had surely begun to act. If he wanted to retreat, even if Jiang Chengsi hadn’t moved, that group would kill him.

At this moment, voices were heard outside, and he froze as the door to the private room opened.

"Third Young Master, Fourth Lord, I’ll make tea for you." The manager led Jiang Chengsi and Jiang Shiyi into the room.

Whether from a guilty conscience or something else, Jiang Zhaolin felt the atmosphere was somewhat unusual.

Especially Jiang Shiyi’s gaze...

It reminded him of those days a few years ago at Jiang Group.

The coldness in his eyes was even harsher than back then.

He wore an impeccably tailored suit, seemingly scholarly and refined, yet his eyes were deep, impossible to read.

The slightly stern chin lines ripped through his scholarly air.

His gaze, cold and sharp.

Like it was cutting through him, at the first sight of those eyes, it felt like he couldn’t breathe, as if his lifeline had been violently grasped!

But recalling the incident with Jiang Sese last time, Jiang Shiyi’s dissatisfaction seemed understandable.

"You’re here," Jiang Zhaolin stood up instinctively, wiping the cold sweat from his palm against his pants.

"Have a seat," Jiang Shiyi said.

The atmosphere was momentarily tense. After the manager personally served the tea and left, Jiang Chengsi spoke, "Our lawyer hasn’t arrived yet. Let’s wait for him to start the discussion."

"Alright," Jiang Zhaolin nodded.

The meeting was scheduled at this time partly to give the group a chance to strike, and partly to provide himself with an alibi since, even if the police connected the group to him later, they would have long fled. As long as he wasn’t caught, there was no way to trace it back to him.

He also wanted to buy time, so when Jiang Chengsi suggested waiting for the lawyer, it coincidentally aligned with Jiang Zhaolin’s intentions.

Holding the teacup, just as he was about to take a sip, Jiang Shiyi suddenly spoke:

"Dad—"

The word "Dad" made him stiffen, his fingers trembled slightly, and he almost dropped the cup.

Looking up into his eyes again, perhaps because of his guilty heart, his nape grew cold, and he felt a faint sweat on his back.

"You, you this..."

Jiang Shiyi’s sudden address, truthfully—

Was quite frightening.

"You don’t look well, haven’t been resting properly?" Jiang Shiyi’s face was calm, seemingly as always.

Yet no one knew the turmoil within him.

"I’ve been worried sick over the factory issues," Jiang Zhaolin forced a dry laugh.

He sipped some tea to moisten his throat, but it still felt parched as if on fire.

"You want to settle the alimony in one go, this money probably won’t fill your gap."

Jiang Zhaolin avoided his gaze, not daring to look him in the eye, "One step at a time."

"Where are you living now?" Jiang Shiyi inquired.

"I heard you and my mom divorced, so are you living alone now?"

"Is it convenient to live alone?"

...

The sudden concern made Jiang Zhaolin extremely fearful.

Among his sons, the one he understood the least was Jiang Shiyi, because he went abroad when he was very young and wasn’t close to him. If he was like Jiang Chengsi, noisy and quarrelsome, that would be fine, but this son sometimes was quietly and silently frightening.

If he wants to get you, you wouldn’t have any defense.

So when he stuck that knife in the Jiang Group’s board back in the day, it was so deep and so precise!

The lawyer was taking a long time to arrive, and they could only chat sporadically.

Perhaps because Jiang Zhaolin was willing to discuss support issues with them, the two brothers seemed to have a decent attitude towards him today.

They even talked about future matters.

"... As long as you live steadily, we will occasionally let the children meet you, but you have to promise us that there won’t be a repeat of what’s happened before," Jiang Shiyi stated bluntly, "If you have something, you can come to me, don’t scare the children."

"Last time, I was reckless. I just wanted to give her something,"

Jiang Zhaolin said as he glanced casually at his watch.

It was 4:20 PM.

Jiang Chengsi leaned casually on the sofa, sipping tea, looking very relaxed, "Don’t worry, it might be traffic, the lawyer should arrive soon."

"I’m not in a hurry, not at all!" Jiang Zhaolin smiled.

He also hoped for time to drag on a little longer.

"I’ll make a call and ask." Jiang Chengsi said in front of him, pretending to call the lawyer, but actually dialing Jiang Jinsang, "It’s almost time."

"I’m ready, don’t worry."

"Hurry it up."

Jiang Zhaolin observed his impatient demeanor and murmured softly, "You’re the same as when you were little, get so anxious at the slightest thing, now that you’re a boss, you need to calm down."

Jiang Chengsi just glanced at Jiang Shiyi, the two brothers exchanged a look.

**

At the kindergarten gate

As school was about to end, many parents gathered at the gate, some in cars and others riding e-bikes. Even those who lived particularly close walked there, all waiting for their children to come out.

Huo Ran, who was in charge of the stakeout, was crouching boldly at the entrance of a small store, biting into an old popsicle.

He even actively started a conversation with the target.

The man was dressed simply, a cigarette hanging from his mouth, lingering around, probably never thinking that Huo Ran was watching him.

Yet he actually came over to chat with him.

"Bro, picking up your kid?"

The man glanced at him, lowered his head to smoke, seemingly unwilling to respond.

"Kids are hard to handle these days, take my little nephew, for example, always tricking me," Huo Ran laughed, "How old is your kid?"

"How many kids do you have?"

The man frowned, wondering why this guy was so annoying!

Who the hell wanted to talk to him?

But he couldn’t tell him off either, that would be too conspicuous. A patrol police car was stationed not far from the kindergarten gate; traffic police usually came to maintain order at dismissal time. He dared not draw police attention, so he could only engage half-heartedly.

But Huo Ran was like a sticky plaster, "Hey, buddy, want a popsicle? My treat."

Damn it ----

Did he encounter an idiot!

Couldn’t he see he didn’t want to talk?

"No need." The man raised his hand, puffing on his cigarette, already noticing Lin Luyou’s arrival.

Driving a small white car, she parked and stood at the kindergarten gate.

Huo Ran naturally noticed as well, just from their angle, Lin Luyou couldn’t see them.

Qi Zeyan was hiding to the side, almost fainting.

This little idiot, you said you were going to buy popsicles, why did you start chatting with him?

The Huo Family was also speechless, truly fitting for someone who once idolized Fourth Master, completely unconventional!

If they were discovered, it would be disastrous, right?

They were planning to seize this opportunity to nab this group all at once. If they startled the enemy and let them escape, with the enemy hidden and us exposed, who knows when they might suddenly pop out and bite.

"Hey, buddy, from the way you talk, you don’t sound local. How long have you been in Beijing? What do you do?"

The man was truly annoyed by his questions.

His face already had a trace of impatience. He touched the switchblade in his pocket, glancing at the nearby traffic cop.

Looking at him, there was a cold glint in his eyes.