The Novelist Forced to Become Famous

Chapter 339: Kang Mucheng's worries

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Something strange happened suddenly, and the other guards quickly gathered around and looked at the aggressive Jian Jing.

Jian Jing also attracted the support and attention of other passengers.

The fashion director, European and American celebrity couples, honeymoon couples, and other VIP passengers on this flight all cast their attention.

Jian Jing said: "I am willing to cooperate with the security check. Do you have the law enforcement authority to pull a gun on me?"

"Jingjing, don't waste your time talking to her." President Kang said coldly, "Just call the consulate and ask them to handle this matter. I don't believe that your country can arrest foreigners across borders."

The European and American star finally understood the whole story. He couldn't tell the difference between Asian and Chinese, and thought the female guard was from his country. When he heard that she was also from a foreign country, he immediately said, "You have no right to search my clothes."

"If you don't know, you would have thought you were a colonial." Jian Jing's attack was so accurate that it broke the heart.

The security inspector had no choice but to speak up. He resolutely chose to defend the country's reputation: "It's a misunderstanding. This lady has nothing to do with my work."

"Really?" Jian Jing asked.

The other staff members looked at each other and said one after another: "Yes."

“We are an independent country.”

"I'm just here for safety, not to search you."

Jian Jing was not willing to give up and continued to ask, "She pointed a gun at me, why didn't you arrest her? Or does your country have people with guns?"

The security guard who came upon hearing the news looked at his baton, and dared neither to move forward nor to retreat.

The two sides were at a stalemate.

President Kang said, "I have already called the consulate."

"It's a misunderstanding." Everything has its pros and cons. Diplomacy, a double-edged sword, is now pointed at the other party. Another guard pressed down his colleague's hand holding the gun, and said without changing his expression, "She doesn't understand English and thought you were provoking her."

Jian Jing sneered: "What did you say, provocation? Who provoked?"

"No, I mean, she misunderstood." The guard gestured for permission, "Please continue with the security check."

Jian Jing sneered, unzipped her bag, and dumped all her things on the table.

Power banks, lipsticks, tissues, hydrating sprays, facial masks, earphones, beef jerky, plums… all small scattered items.

She stared at the female guard and said slowly, "You may be deaf, but you are not blind, right?"

The female guard was furious: "You!"

The colleague held her arm tightly.

"Go hell." Jian Jing swept her things back, slammed her backpack, and gave him a middle finger, "bastard."

She rushed up to the boarding bridge angrily, and the steel plate under her feet made a dull sound.

However, once out of public sight, the angry expression disappeared without a trace.

She turned her head and looked towards the boarding room.

Behind the glass, the man dressed as a business elite turned his head and smiled slightly.

Jian Jing left without even looking back.

Behind it, passengers poured onto the giant steel bird like a tide.

Just like countless other takeoffs, passengers were busy taking their seats, flight attendants were responsible for checking luggage, and the captain followed the instructions of the tower and prepared to take off.

Jane Jing closed her eyes.

The fuselage shook, slid, and took off.

Finally, I left this land smoothly.

She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, her shoulders relaxing.

"Aren't you afraid that she will really shoot you?" Kang Mucheng asked.

Jian Jing said: "She doesn't dare."

He suppressed his anxiety and asked, "What about the gunshot?"

She paused and said frankly, "I didn't think so. There is always danger. The probability of a gunfire is only slightly higher than a plane crash, not worse than a car accident."

"Jingjing." Kang Mucheng took a deep breath and tried to reason with her. "There are some dangers I can't avoid, but there are others I can avoid. If you keep doing this, something bad will happen to you sooner or later."

Jian Jing pursed her lips.

Kang Mucheng wanted to say something, but President Kang next to him cleared his throat and said, "Mucheng."

"Mom, I..." He wanted to say something, but President Kang didn't give him a chance.

She pulled her son over and said, "Come here and sit here with me."

Kang Mucheng looked at Jian Jing who turned her head away and ignored him, then looked at his insistent mother. He had no choice but to interrupt the conversation and sit down next to his mother.

Jian Jing closed the door with a swipe and turned on the "Do Not Disturb" indicator light.

Kang Mucheng sighed and fell weakly into the chair.

"Why are you bullying Jingjing?" Kang Lei asked, "Do you have good intentions to bully a little girl?"

Kang Mucheng explained: "I don't want to teach her a lesson, I'm just worried... What if that woman really shot her?"

During the short few minutes of confrontation between them, his heart rate soared to over 150. He could not hear what she said at all. He only remembered that he was sweating all over, fearing that the other party would hurt her if they disagreed with him.

This feeling of fear was even greater than the time he was in Paris.

At least at that time, the criminal did not target her and did not point the gun at her head.

"I really..." He frowned, his chest aching slightly, reminding him of his worries, "This is not the first time. If this continues, what if some other time..."

Kang Mucheng was rarely at a loss for words, not knowing how to express himself: "Can she always escape danger?"

President Kang looked at his son with a thoughtful look: "Do you think that Jingjing has lost her parents and you have the responsibility to take care of her, care about her, and advise her?"

He asked back: "Shouldn't it be?"

"This will only backfire." Kang Lei said calmly, "Jingjing has tolerated you more than once or twice. I can see that, Mucheng, don't squander her feelings for you."

Kang Mucheng paused.

"When I first started my business, I was cheated by someone." Unexpectedly, Kang Lei did not comment on what happened between them, but instead talked about an unrelated past event.

"I didn't have a penny in my account at the time. I owed a lot of relatives, but that bastard ran away. I was so angry and regretful. I don't know why I was blinded by greed and believed his lies, which led to such a terrible situation. Mom, I'm telling you the truth. I really feel that my life has come to an end."

It has been dozens of days since the incident, but Kang Lei still feels deeply sad when she recalls it now.

"At that time I thought, if I had to die, I would drag that bastard down with me and not let him go. I did everything I could to get his address, and the next day I took a kitchen knife and went straight to his house to chop him up.

"The bastard was playing dirty with me, saying he didn't have a penny, even if I killed him, I still had some money. To be honest, when I went there, I had hope, maybe I could get some back if I pressed him. Who knew that he didn't have a TV at home except a broken bed? I couldn't use his 80-year-old mother to pay off the debt, could I

"I was really disappointed at that time. I put a kitchen knife on his neck and told him to either give me money or my life. I was in debt anyway and would either go to jail or jump off a building. It was no loss to drag him along."

President Kang smiled and said, "And guess what?"

Kang Mucheng said: "He paid back the money."

"Yeah, he got scared and called his lover to ask her to send money." President Kang laughed, but continued, "I told you about this, but you don't know that this shit happened once after you were born."

Kang Mucheng looked surprised.

"It was the company's boss who ran away with the money." She said, "I had just given birth to you at that time, and I suffered a lot. I was always angry for no reason, and I couldn't concentrate. I couldn't do a lot of work, so I had to hand it over to my subordinates. It was also my fault. I thought he was an old employee, and I treated him well, so he wouldn't stab me in the back, right? In the end, I really don't know how I feel..."

She shook her head and said without sighing, "When I heard about this, blood rushed to my forehead. Xiao Nie said that he thought I had a cerebral hemorrhage and was so scared that his legs went limp. But is your mother such a bad person? My first thought was to kill that bastard."

Kang Mucheng: “…”

"But I didn't go." Kang Lei changed the subject and asked her son, "Do you know why?"

He said, "Uncle Nie stopped you."

"Bullshit, just him?" President Kang sneered and looked at his son with a soft light in his eyes. "It's you."

"You're a little bigger than this." She gestured to the size of the baby. "You're only a few months old. You won't sleep unless I hold you. Tell me, how can I fight with my family?"

Kang Mucheng was stunned.

Kang Lei said: "You feel that you have the responsibility to take good care of Jingjing. Even if she hates you, it's worth it as long as she is well, right? Have you ever thought about what Jingjing herself thinks?"

"I don't know what she's thinking anymore." He sneered.

"Yes, you can't understand, because you are not like her who has nothing." Kang Lei hit the nail on the head, "But I can understand her feelings - her parents are gone, no matter how good you are to her, she has her own life, she only cares about herself, and others don't need her that much, so what does it matter if she does something she likes?"

Kang Mucheng was silent.

"You've said it's dangerous a thousand times, but it's not true at all. She's not afraid of danger, nor is she afraid of danger." The mother looked at her son with pity and said sincerely, "Mucheng, you're wrong. The only way to avoid taking risks is to make her unwilling to do so. Don't you understand?"

There is no fear without worries. Only when there is something strange in your heart will you be afraid to leave.

Kang Mucheng understood this principle.

So I felt very sad.

There were ups and downs before boarding, but the flight was too calm, there was no thunderstorm, no air currents, and we landed on the soil of the motherland very smoothly.

Jian Jing felt very tired.

Perhaps it was because the two events were too close to each other, or perhaps it was because the search for A was particularly exhausting, she felt listless when she got off the plane.

He was not in good spirits and his alertness was not very high.

It was not until Kang Mucheng beside her suddenly stopped that she noticed something was wrong.

A bunch of bright red roses appeared before my eyes.

It was a huge bouquet, bigger than a wash basin, probably a set of 99 flowers. It was delivered directly to my face, blocking my entire view. The rich floral fragrance filled my face, and the dewdrops were crystal clear.

Jian Jing: “???”

First reaction: So fresh.

Second reaction: It is indeed a rose, not a rose.

Third reaction: Who did it

She looked up and saw Zong Xunmei's beautiful smile.

Some people nearby started taking out their phones to take pictures. The girls suppressed their excitement and watched, whispering, "Is he proposing?"

"Ah, this guy is so handsome, like a star."

"Oh my god, I'm so happy."

Jian Jing: “…”

She raised her head with great effort and glared at him: "What are you doing?"

"To express my gratitude." He opened his arms and gave her a tight hug, his lips touching her cheek, "Thank you."

Jian Jing rolled her eyes: "It's not for you."

"This is what I'm most grateful for." He let go of her and smiled, "I owe you a favor."

Jian Jing looked at him and smiled: "A bouquet of roses is your sincerity? I don't lack men who send flowers to me."

Zongye laughed.

"Ok, I understand." He took out a greeting card in the shape of a rabbit, like a magic trick. He inserted the card into the flowers and smiled, "I'll be waiting for you anytime within three days."

Jian Jing couldn't suppress her curiosity and reached out to take the greeting card, but she was immediately held by him.

He lifted the back of her hand, kissed it gently, and said with a smile: "I will wait for you."