Is It Too Late To Regret Chapter 6

Aiden Jiang was so frightened that his voice broke.

The room suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Elliot Duan's father, Maxwell Duan, had at least seen strong winds and waves. He was the first to react and said with a smile, "Is that Xiao Jiang? He's quite informal. He seems to be an easy kid to get along with."

Haha, your emotional intelligence is really high.

Aiden Jiang forced himself to regain some sense and squeezed out a stiff smile from his uncontrollable expression.

The B@st@ard night of chaotic dreams that hit his mind just now was also forcibly suppressed by him.

He gritted his teeth and said hello to Maxwell Duan and the fashionably dressed middle-aged woman beside him.

Yuan Li didn't expect Aiden Jiang to know Elliot Duan, so she looked at Elliot Duan in surprise: "Elliot Duan, so you know our Yao Yao?"

"Well, we are old acquaintances."

Elliot Duan walked forward with a natural expression, personally invited the two elders to the dining table, opened the seats for them very gentlemanly, and made each of them a cup of freshly brewed Dahongpao.

Knowing that Aiden Jiang and Elliot Duan had a relationship in the past, the entanglement that had lasted for many days on the faces of the Jiang family and his wife subsided a little.

Aiden Jiang's face was like the sky before a storm, visibly gloomy.

After the elders sat down, Elliot Duan turned his head and waved to Aiden Jiang, who was still standing at the door: "Come and sit."

Aiden Jiang was holding his trouser pockets, pretending to appreciate the calligraphy hanging on the wall of the entrance hall. When he heard this, he turned his head and met Elliot Duan's eyes.

Elliot Duan wore a thin black suit and a blue diagonal striped tie today. His hair was meticulously styled. He looked like he had taken time to come back from the company.

This man was sitting majestically next to several elders, his gestures were full of gentleness, and even the curvature of his lips was probably calculated.

It's just hypocritical and a complete hypocrite.

Aiden Jiang hummed softly, overcame many obstacles in his heart, walked to the table, and found that only Elliot Duan had a seat next to him.

He hesitated for a while, then sat down under the gazes of everyone.

Before the food was served, the two elders had already talked about Hua Yan's investment in Jiangli.

Elliot Duan made additional explanations beside him. He had the humility of a junior and the sophistication of a businessman, and his conduct was impeccable.

Only Aiden Jiang sat upright as if he had been beaten. Occasionally, when his name was called, he raised his lips and responded dryly.

The presence of someone next to him was too strong. Aiden Jiang wanted to divert his attention, so he glanced at the macadamia nuts on the table, but he couldn't find the shell-opening tool, so he had to give up and took out his phone to scan.

He first responded perfunctorily to Milo Xiao's inquiry about the blind date, then logged into his email and clicked on the unfinished work content.

Suddenly, the tip of my nose touched a slight flow of air.

He raised his eyes slightly, and a hand with sharp bones appeared in front of him, holding a small porcelain plate. He tilted it slightly, and a few peeled milky white macadamia nuts rolled into his plate.

"What are you doing?"

Aiden Jiang moved his B*tt to the side as if he had been pricked by a needle, and stared at Elliot Duan warily.

Elliot Duan still had the same calm look on his face. He relied on the high-pitched voices of two middle-aged men, Maxwell Duan and Jiang Qingtian, and whispered: "For formal occasions, personal grudges should be put aside for now."

"You don't need to teach me."

Aiden Jiang raised his eyelids and replied angrily.

After that, he no longer deliberately avoided Elliot Duan, but closed his shell tighter like a clam, exuding the aura of "goblins and ghosts leave quickly" all over his body.

The purpose of this dinner was to discuss marriage matters, but the actual focus was on "union" rather than "marriage".

From the conversations among the elders, Aiden Jiang roughly understood the whole story.

Since its establishment, Huayan Group, run by the Duan family, has always focused on investments in bulk and real estate. As the founder, Elliot Duan's grandfather has let go of the company's affairs for many years, but his thoughts are still advancing with the times.

The old man looked at the current situation and saw that Internet technology has developed by leaps and bounds in recent years, and artificial intelligence is poised to take off. Everyone who has taken advantage of it is making a lot of money, so he also wants to get a piece of the pie. After much research, They fell in love with his company, but his parents refused to give up the controlling stake, which eventually turned into a marriage.

The twists and turns are quite complicated, but in short, marriage can maximize the interests of both parties.

The beautiful woman who came with Maxwell Duan was named Felicity He, Elliot Duan's stepmother. Her narrow phoenix eyes glanced at the two juniors from time to time.

Seeing Aiden Jiang's mouth being stung by crayfish and Elliot Duan twisting the mineral water for him, she smiled and said, "Elliot Duan and Young Master Jiang have such a good relationship."

Auntie, blindness is a disease and needs to be cured.

Aiden Jiang glanced at her with a smile, moved his B*tt0cks, and once again put a little distance away from Elliot Duan.

Seeing that neither Aiden Jiang nor Elliot Duan spoke to each other, Felicity He still looked gentle and gentle and continued: "No wonder when old Duan wanted to arrange the marriage of Fei Yi and Young Master Jiang, Elliot Duan tried his best to stop him. Let me recommend myself."

Landon Duan was born to this Felicity He, Elliot Duan's half-brother. It is said that he was only half a year younger than Elliot Duan, so there is no need to guess how he came about.

Seeing Felicity He trying her best to remain elegant but unable to hide her secret joy several times, Aiden Jiang roughly figured out the inner relationship between Elliot Duan and his stepmother.

But he didn't bother to explore these grudges.

What he cared about was Felicity He's last words.

Over the course of a meal, the parents of both parties had already half-jokingly and half-seriously discussed the time to receive the certificate. After that, they would choose an auspicious day to hold the wedding, and the marriage relationship would be confirmed to the outside world.

After dinner, the two elders prepared to move to the tea room to chat.

Aiden Jiang stood up and smiled at the people at the table looking at him.

"Sorry everyone, Elliot Duan and I will excuse you for a moment."

He said a word politely, then grabbed Elliot Duan's wrist, pulled him up from his seat with force, took him to the small garden outside the private room at lightning speed, and punched him fiercely into the corner. The sharpness in his eyes could not be hidden at all. live.

"Explain, what does your stepmother mean?"

"literal meaning."

The neither salty nor bland tone made Aiden Jiang want to punch someone.

He frowned, took a small step forward with one leg, pressed his knee hard against Elliot Duan's leg, and lowered his voice: "You know I don't have much patience with you."

Elliot Duan said: "I forgot that you were not good at Chinese since childhood."

Aiden Jiang glared at him: "Will you die if you don't confront me?"

Elliot Duan looked down at him, noncommittal.

After a few seconds of face-to-face stalemate, Aiden Jiang stepped back two meters, turned around irritably, and kicked the edge of the flower bed.

I accidentally applied too much force, and my toes were shaking with a headache.

"You should have understood at the dinner table just now that with my grandfather's attitude, he must choose one of the marriageable juniors to marry you."

Just as Aiden Jiang curled up his toes and hissed secretly, Elliot Duan behind him suddenly spoke.

"After my uncles heard about this incident, they all rushed to shirk the responsibility, fearing that the important responsibility would fall on their own children. Only my father was different. He wanted to take this opportunity to please the old man. As the eldest son, I took the initiative to solve my father's problems. What's the matter? question?"

"What bullSh!t logic! You want to be a filial son and a leisurely grandson, but you also sacrifice me?"

Aiden Jiang turned around, swung the knife in his eye, and touched Elliot Duan's expression that he didn't know when to fade away.

"Even if it wasn't me, you would still marry someone else." Elliot Duan's expression did not change, but his tone became a bit colder.

Aiden Jiang was stunned for a few seconds and then said happily: "Is it none of your business that I marry someone else?"

Hearing this, Elliot Duan walked step by step to stand in front of Aiden Jiang, his dark and unpredictable eyes pressed under his brows.

"At least we know each other well and are a good match."

Aiden Jiang: "?"

His Chinese scores are indeed not as good as Elliot Duan, but is this how the word "good match" is used?