Jiang Zhaoyin paused and looked at Qi Cong strangely, as his brow slowly frowned. “You–“

“If you hadn’t maliciously provoked and used me first and insulted Gu Xun afterwards, how would Gu Xun have become like that?” Qi Cong once again interrupted Jiang Zhaoyan, looking at him like he wanted to immediately make this person disappear from the world. The tone of his voice grew colder and colder. “You actually said that was kidnapping? Is that kidnapping?”

With the intention of killing rolling in his heart, Qi Cong clenched the photo of Gu Xun as those memories that he deliberately avoided surged in his mind, frantically nibbling away his sense of reason.

“He had no choice but to borrow a shell company under the pretext of cooperating with Yanhuang to meet me again. He explicitly asked you to bring Manager Qi to discuss cooperation. Because you were afraid that I would intervene with this big cooperation and steal your thunder, you deliberately concealed it from me and didn’t take me. Because of that, things turned out that way.”

The image of Gu Xun hurriedly holding him with a bleeding back, wanting to take him to the hospital, but being pushed away by Jiang Zhaoyan with force, suddenly magnified in his mind.

The rational string in his mind tensed as Qi Cong put Gu Xun’s photo in his backpack. His hand touched the dagger inside as he still looked at Jiang Zhaoyan. His hand tightened on the dagger handle, turning pain into hate. “He didn’t have to become a madman and a kidnapper. He could have been free of any dirty and despicable things, and lived his life in a reckless manner. It was you…and I, that forced him to become like that. Jiang Zhaoyan, don’t push your dirty deeds onto his head. He is not a kidnapper, you are. You kidnapped me for three years on account of my memory loss, used me for three years and hurt the people I cared about wilfully. You ruined me in just three years.

“You are very proud of it, right? The rich people you desperately hated and envied, but couldn’t do anything about, suddenly followed you like a dog. While giving you money and resources, you were determined to hurt another person who was better than you in every way. The moment I hurt Gu Xun for you, your inferiority complex that was masked with arrogance and self- importance, didn’t it make you laugh out wildly?”

Jiang Zhaoyan finally understood his current situation completely. He looked at Qi Cong’s cold and hateful gaze and listened to his accusations that poked straight into the darkest places of his heart. This made him furious and irritated, but deep inside there was something that he had been certain would still exist that seemed to be out of control and about to be lost. His chest rose and fell dramatically from suppressed anger. He gritted his teeth. “Qi Cong, did Gu Xun tell you this, or have you–“

“What is stolen is destined to just be stolen.” Once again, Qi Cong interrupted Jiang Zhaoyan’s words, his voice lowered as his grip on the dagger became harder. “What isn’t earned with one’s own hands will always be lost one day. Jiang Zhaoyan, three years of success was just a beautiful dream. It’s time to wake up. Do you really think you are some kind of young talent and a prideful son of heaven? No, you’re just a man. A shameless, incompetent loser who was briefly hit by a pie falling from the sky and tried to get it back after losing it!”

“Qi Cong!” Jiang Zhaoyan couldn’t help but shout, coming around the table and yanking Qi Cong’s arm. “You must have been brainwashed by Gu Xun. I’ll take you to the hospital now. You can’t–“

The hand that reached over was gripped hard by Qi Cong, then his body was twisted and spun as he pressed him head-on to the table. Jiang Zhaoyan struggled in shock and anger. He twisted his head to look at Qi Cong and shout, “What are you doing, let go of me!”

Of course Qi Cong didn’t let go and just pressed Jiang Zhaoyan harder as he asked coldly, “Impossible what? Impossible to remember what happened in the past three years and hate you to the bone? You trampled on my life and dignity, hurt my family and friends, forced my parents to go bankrupt in their middle age and have nothing. Where in the world do you get the confidence that I would still like you after remembering the past three years? Do you really think that I, with my IQ and emotions back to normal, will fall for a selfish, ungrateful, self-absorbed, wealth-hating scum like you? Put away your arrogance and superiority, there is no need for Gu Xun to brainwash me. If not for the accident three years ago, I wouldn’t even look at such a despicable villain as you!”

“Qi Cong!” Jiang Zhaoyan had never been humiliated like this, and it was by someone who had previously been submissive to him. He gritted his teeth and said, “You’ll regret this.”

“It’s you who will regret it.” Qi Cong eyes fell on Jiang Zhaoyan’s neck, which was bulging with blood vessels due to anger and struggle. There were all kinds of crazy thoughts rolling in his head. He would regret meeting me and using me, regret choosing to stay in Haicheng, and regret threatening me with Gu Xun. “Did you think I would be afraid of Gu Xun if you told me that he has been targeting and suppressing you and your family? No, I’m happy and I don’t think it’s enough. “

“You—”

Qi Cong pressed harder against Jiang Zhaoyan, who was trying to struggle again, back onto the table and then elbowed Jiang Zhaoyan in the back. He then leaned over Jiang Zhaoyan who stopped struggling in pain, and said coldly, “How is it enough just to make you face a lawsuit? I want you to lose everything you got by bloodsucking me and my family and make you go back to your original place, making you live in the shadow of public opinion for the rest of your life. Jiang Zhaoyan, as long as I live, you won’t be able to rise again. I want you to stay at the bottom of society forever, watching me take back little by little all the things you took away from me and destroyed, so you will spend the rest of your life in jealousy and pain!”

Jiang Zhaoyan couldn’t believe that these words came out of Qi Cong’s mouth. Holding back the pain in his back, he twisted his head to look at Qi Cong and said, “Qi Cong do you know what you are saying? What kind of drug did Gu Xun put into you?”

“Of course I know what I’m talking about. It’s you who is completely unclear about your current situation.” Qi Cong suddenly let go of Jiang Zhaoyan. When Jiang Zhaoyan tried to get up, he twisted his arm and flipped him over, then kicked Jiang Zhaoyan’s knee.

Jiang Zhaoyan wasn’t prepared for this and lost his balance, directly falling to the ground on one knee. If he didn’t grab the table in time he might have directly landed on the floor.

Qi Cong took half a step back and stood in front of Jiang Zhaoyan, looking at him from above. “This posture still suits you better.”

Jiang Zhaoyan jerked his head to look at Qi Cong, then hurriedly clenched his hands and stood up. Full of repressed fury after being humiliated, he tried to speak but was smashed in the face by Qi Cong with the cards and documents on the table.

“The reason I agreed to meet you today is to let you understand three things. First, Jiang Zhaoyan, everything you have now was obtained by sucking the blood from me and Sanmu. So you’re just a thief taking the money that belonged to the victim to compensate the victim. Don’t you think that’s just ridiculous? Put away your ‘generosity.’ What you owe me and my Qi family, the law will make you spit out.”

After Jiang Zhaoyan was hit with his documents, he closed his eyes. After which he opened his eyes to look at Qi Cong, his teeth clenched, hands hanging at his side squeezed into a fist. He tried to find anything familiar in Qi Cong’s eyes, but unfortunately he failed. There was a surge of strange emotions in his heart, and he paled and threatened, “Qi Cong, there is a limit to my patience.”

Qi Cong just laughed sarcastically. “I know. Your patience is tied to benefits. I am now your only saving grace, so your patience with me will be infinitely greater.”

As he finished, he suddenly reached out and pulled Jiang Zhaoyan by the collar over to him. At an extremely close distance, nearly eye to eye with Jiang Zhaoyan and without hiding his hatred and disgust, he coldly continued, “Second, wake up and stop harboring this ridiculous idea that I will continue to like you after I recover my memory and will regret everything I did to you during this time. Let me tell you clearly that I have remembered and I feel that the last three years are the biggest stain I want to erase in my life! I would rather die in this life than go back to being around you!”

Then he forcefully pushed Jiang Zhaoyan away, picked up the teapot on the table, lifted  and tilted it, pouring the orange tea all over the scattered documents on the table.

“But the third thing is most important.”

Qi Cong finished pouring the tea and put the teapot back on the table. Looking at Jiang Zhaoyan staggering to stand up after being pushed away, the emotions in his heart gradually calmed down. After venting like crazy, he then froze.

He took a step forward and stepped on the information that Jiang Zhaoyan had prepared in the struggle to investigate Gu Xun’s cousin’s company, his eyes lingering on Jiang Zhaoyan’s neck for a second. Then he raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Zhaoyan as he said, “Don’t even think of using me. I also advise you not to touch anything that shouldn’t be touched. I’m not the loser you remember that you can cajole. Gu Xun is also not someone you can threaten. The short life of a successful person in these three years probably made you forget that you are such a useless and good-for-nothing villain. For a little man like you with nothing, it’s simply impossible to bear the seriousness of capital and public opinion. Feel free to poke these things on the Internet with me on the side, let see how it will end. If you even try to use these revelations about Gu Xun, you will only go further into hell by public opinion. “

With that, he picked up his backpack and hat on the chair and passed Jiang Zhaoyan as he went to the door.

“Qi Cong, have you really recovered your memory?”

Qi Cong ignored Jiang Zhaoyan’s voice and reached for the door handle.

The sound of footsteps suddenly approached, and then his shoulder was held down. Jiang Zhaoyan’s obviously suppressed emotional voice came from behind. “Qi Cong! You really–“

Bang!

“Oh!”

Edited by: Antiope1

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