Chapter 2713 - 1685: My Condolences

Chapter 2713: Chapter 1685: My Condolences

What’s the name of the horse, something Mei?

The movie is quite funny.

But never forget, comedy’s core is always tragedy.

So when Jiang Chen was booted out of the office, he straightened his collar, his frivolous demeanor instantly waned, and his expression became somewhat heavy.

It wasn’t time to get off work yet.

He wasn’t Luo Peng; he didn’t need to rush home to practice the ultimate Divine Skill, so he took the senior executive elevator, out of idleness, and found himself on the rooftop again.

This rooftop is much higher than the one at East Sea University library, with the bustling Lu Jiazui laid out beneath, seemingly stepping on this city where every inch of land is gold.

Therefore.

Perhaps because it was so high, the rooftop was deserted.

Besides.

It was still work hours.

The smartly dressed white-collar workers in this high-end office building were busy maintaining their quality of life, too occupied to come up for a stroll.

Nearly two hundred meters above ground, the wind persists, but it doesn’t matter.

The wind is allowed to know secrets.

Advancing to the corner of the rooftop, Jiang Chen picked up his phone, and with an unprecedented feeling, dialed that memorized number.

"I had thought Jiang Sang was really so heartless."

The wind a hundred meters high couldn’t blow away the sorrow wafting from the phone.

Jiang Chen’s tone was calm.

"It’s been months."

"It must have been when Li Ji went to Kyoto last time. Jiang Sang, you can figure that out yourself."

Having a child makes everything different.

In Shen Zhou, there has always been the saying of a mother’s status rising with the child.

Jiang Chen, who had completely lost control, naturally remembered that ménage à trois.

Indeed.

Walk the night road often enough, and you’ll eventually encounter ghosts.

"How can I be sure it’s my child?"

At this point, there was no need to beat around the bush; besides, with this Demoness, no tactful prelude was necessary.

See.

Any other woman, say Li Shuru, upon hearing such words, would undoubtedly sever ties with someone, but Fujiwara Reiki showed no reaction, and there was a hint of a strategic smile in her reply.

"It can’t be determined now."

As expected.

A woman with a child indeed changes; Fujiwara Reiki had no plans to explain or prove anything, saying leisurely: "If Jiang Sang doubts Li Ji, just wait until the baby is born, then Jiang Sang can perform a blood test."

"However, Li Ji must remind Jiang Sang that if you really wait until then, the risk will be uncontrollable. Although it’s Jiang Sang’s first time as a father, you should know that welcoming a new life requires lots of preparation in advance."

A lover’s pregnancy is certainly a headache for any man.

What if this lover is such a monster?

It really worries one that Boss Jiang might impulsively jump down.

"Cancel the marriage agreement with the Imperial Family and come to Shen Zhou."

Jiang Chen spoke, displaying the responsibility of a Huaxia man.

The sin he created, he must certainly take responsibility for.

Though the other party didn’t explain, Jiang Chen knew 99% that the child in her belly was his.

"That won’t do, Li Ji has many affairs here..."

"Arrange it yourself, if you cannot, then I’ll arrange it."

Fujiwara Reiki should be moved, but that emotion didn’t overcome rationality.

"Jiang Sang, Li Ji cannot leave, nor is leaving an option. Li Ji is a Princess, how can..."

"Wataru Tetsuya is already dead."

Jiang Chen interrupted.

Fujiwara Reiki fell silent, her tone softening, "Wataru Tetsuya is dead, so Li Ji should stay on because a dead man no longer troubles Li Ji, and Jiang Sang doesn’t need to worry, right?"

Worry?

Worry about what?

Before making this call, Jiang Chen had undertaken extensive psychological preparations, adjusting his emotions to the best state possible, but still felt like smacking her.

If she were in front of him.

"Do you know what you’ll face staying in Japanese territory?"

"Jiang Sang, Li Ji has already informed Mother, and Fujiwara Takuya knows too. Do you know where Li Ji is now? At the Imperial Palace, if you called a little later, Li Ji would have already met the Emperor."

Jiang Chen’s face darkened, involuntarily clenching his phone.

"Fujiwara Reiki, are you crazy?!"

"Jiang Sang, these are the arrangements of fate."

Fujiwara Reiki said in an ethereal voice.

"Fate? Isn’t all this your conspiracy?"

"Conspiracy? Does Jiang Sang mean that the child in Li Ji’s belly is also something she orchestrated? Jiang Sang has more than one confidante, why did it have to be Li Ji?"

"Jiang Sang, isn’t it destiny?"

Jiang Chen had no retort; he didn’t realize she was onto "technology."

"All these arrangements are the best; Jiang Sang need not worry about the baby because only Heaven, Earth, you, and I know."

"What about your mother? And Fujiwara Takuya?"

Jiang Chen asked in a low tone.

"Mother stands unconditionally by me, she has no choice. As for Fujiwara Takuya..."

Fujiwara Reiki laughed: "Isn’t this the task Jiang Sang assigned Li Ji?"

"When did I give you such a task?"

"Didn’t Jiang Sang want to draw out that golden-haired guy? This is the best opportunity. Fujiwara Takuya, wanting to turn the tables, can only seek outside help, and the child in Li Ji’s belly is his best bargaining chip."

Jiang Chen was shocked; he didn’t expect another layer of scheming.

Turns out the driving force leading to this scenario’s development was Jiang Chen himself?

"If exposed, do you know what your fate will be?"

Fujiwara Reiki smiled gently, "Li Ji belongs to the abyss, it was Jiang Sang who reached out and pulled Li Ji out, at worst she’ll fall back in. Having felt the warmth of sunlight, Li Ji is already content."

It sounds.

Quite touching.

But now you’re not alone; you’re pregnant.

It may not matter if you fall and shatter, but what about the child?

A dual fatality!

"You’re threatening me."

This seems comical.

Isn’t this redundant?

"Who told Jiang Sang to call Li Ji so late? Mother knows, Fujiwara Takuya knows, Jiang Sang, Li Ji had no choice."

Late?

He only learned of this last night!

Jiang Chen understood, she was actually letting him know that he has no choice.

Among the world’s gamblers like Song Chaoge, who has had a few "sparrings."

Yet Jiang Chen realized that the woman opposite him is the world’s most reckless gambler, with his child inside her.

"Jiang Sang, Li Ji must meet the Emperor."

Jiang Chen said nothing, setting down the phone.

On the other end.

Fujiwara Reiki, indeed at the Imperial Palace, hung up, her face calm, ready to continue forward, but suddenly feeling something, she stopped and turned around.

Little Princess Ya Yi stood seven or eight paces behind, eyes clear, watching her.

The air fell silent in an instant.

Usually, the well-mannered little girl would have greeted; after all, the call had ended, but she didn’t.

Organized silent gaze met this little girl with whom she had a teacher-student relationship; after several seconds, Fujiwara Reiki’s gaze turned from deep to bright, and she smiled slightly.

"Princess, aren’t you attending class today?"

"Classes are suspended these days."

Somehow, Ya Yi appeared slightly unusual, her gaze evasive.

Fujiwara Reiki, in solemn black kimono with high-coiled hair, nodded.

"Princess, my condolences."

No.

As a "widow," how could she console others?

Having spoken, Fujiwara Reiki didn’t stay but turned towards the depth of the Imperial Palace.

The nearly ten-year-old girl stood rooted, watching her steadily walk away.