A Beijing socialite stole my boyfriend; she went crazy after I got married.

Judging from the message from the driver, Xie Qingyang also came on a whim.

But she had no idea that Xie Jing was there.

Jiang Chu rolled her eyes. "So...you want to see her?"

Xie Jing didn't care.

If they simply left, Xie Qingyang would not know they had been there, and the servants in the house would not say anything more.

"I thought you wanted to shop around a little longer?" He looked at his girlfriend. "If you don't want to see her, let's go."

"I don't care," Jiang Chu shrugged, "but this is the same as running away. I'm not afraid of her. You can send her away. I want to stay here a little longer."

Xie Jing smiled and said, "Okay."

They then continued walking around the courtyard, where he told some stories from his childhood and mentioned visiting the Lei family during holidays and festivals.

"...They were staring at me, probably trying to figure out if I was Lei Yun's child."

Xie Jing thought for a moment, "But we really don't look alike. Later, they tried to spread rumors that I wasn't the old man's son."

"and then?"

"The old man told me to handle it myself."

"...Wait a minute," Jiang Chu suddenly realized a problem, "Was the Lei family involved in your assassination attempt?"

Xie Jing gave her an appreciative look, "At that time, Ms. Lei had already passed away for many years."

The Lei family's influence is not as great as the Xie family's, but they are still a legitimate wealthy family. There are still some cooperative projects between the two families that have not been settled, and the equity transfer will also take time.

Therefore, the couple did not make a formal announcement after their divorce.

Naturally, many people within both companies know this.

Lei Yun has almost completely severed ties with her family and settled overseas. Those people can't even find her, and even if they do, they'll just be beaten out by her bodyguards.

"But they didn't give up," Xie Jing said calmly. "In those years, the Lei family went downhill, and they were too envious of the Xie family. Even after Ms. Lei passed away, there was still my eldest brother."

Xie Sen's taking back of his second son made the Lei family extremely wary, especially when they saw him, they felt that he was most likely not Lei Yun's son.

"This is the Lei family's plan," Xie Jing turned his head, "My eldest brother's health isn't good, but he can still hold on for a few more years. If they can remove me from this chessboard before I've fully established myself... they think the road ahead will be much easier. Besides, they think they can control my eldest brother's personality."

In fact, they also misjudged Xie Rong.

Jiang Chu sighed, "How are those people now?"

"Which ones?" Xie Jing glanced at her. "All the people who planned to kill me are dead. There are still some survivors from the Lei family, but their family has long since declined."

After he finished speaking, he leaned closer to the pillar, his profile appearing exceptionally deep in the golden light of the setting sun.

Jiang Chu stood beside him, took her hand out of her pocket, and gently held his wrist without saying anything, just holding it like that.

That wrist was broad and strong, with the tendons beneath the skin throbbing steadily.

Xie Jing looked down at the slender, white fingers covering his wrist, then grasped her hand in return.

……

In the academic lecture hall of a convention center in Beijing.

A lecture has just ended.

The audience members gradually left, mostly well-dressed financial professionals and students from top universities, clutching thick lecture notes and discussing in hushed tones in small groups.

Xie Qingyang stood up from the front row. "Let's go."

Wei Jing, who was standing next to him, also got up.

The combination of continuous sleep deprivation and high stress caused him to lose even more weight than usual, and his cheekbones became somewhat sunken.

"The last part of the lecture, regarding the judgment on the hedging window for exchange rate fluctuations, basically matches the model I worked on before. What do you think?"

Wei Jing looked at her.

"More or less," Xie Qingyang stuffed the folder into his bag. "But his final conclusion was too conservative. That window of opportunity could be pushed back by at least three more weeks. He underestimated the speed of liquidity recovery in emerging markets."

Wei Jing nodded. "That makes sense."

They walked out with the flow of people.

Stepping out of the lecture hall, there was a wide marble corridor. The winter chill seeped in through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Someone was making a quiet phone call in a corner, and several people were exchanging business cards in the corridor.

When someone spotted Xie Qingyang from afar, they began whispering to their companions, seemingly wanting to approach her and strike up a conversation, but then glancing warily at the bodyguards behind her.

Xie Qingyang glanced at his phone casually as he walked toward the exit.

The real-time holdings data was refreshed once.

The acquisition of shares through those shell accounts proceeded smoothly, and Rongke Smart's chips were gradually flowing into her pocket without any ripples.

She dimmed her phone screen, which made her feel much better.

The two walked to the entrance of the convention center, where the driver had already driven the car to the bottom of the steps.

Xie Qingyang stopped and looked at the handsome profile of the young man beside him. "Shall we walk together?"

Wei Jingdian nodded.

He raised his hand to smooth down the hem of his clothes that had been blown by the wind, his gaze drifting across the distant street, his expression somewhat weary.

Previously, the company was under pressure from several banks at the same time, and there were problems with supply chain financing loans. At that critical juncture, the largest supplier also announced a strategic shift.

His mother overworked herself and eventually fainted at home. She was taken to the hospital and examined for a long time, where a bunch of problems, big and small, were found.

I'll need to rest more often from now on.

My father rushed back from abroad to deal with the aftermath, and many days have passed, but the mess is still not completely cleaned up.

Wei Jing has been running around for his family for the past month, enduring a lot of cold shoulders, but he's been so busy that he hasn't had time to go to school, let alone feel angry or aggrieved.

After the two got into the car, Xie Qingyang thought about the route and said, "It's on the way, why don't you take a look at our old family house? It was built by officials from the previous dynasty."

Wei Jing also became somewhat interested. "Is it alright?"

"Of course," Xie Qingyang said with a smile. "Grandfather gave the house to my father before, and no one else got a share. It will definitely be mine in the future."

The car departed from the convention center, stopping and starting along the way, before finally turning into an alley. The branches of old locust trees on both sides intertwined overhead, resembling a natural archway weathered by time.

Xie Qingyang straightened up, his eyes flickering.

She saw the Rolls-Royce at the door.

A bulletproof, custom-made car; you won't find another one like it in the entire capital.

—My father is here.

She really wanted to turn around and leave.

However, there was driver Lao Cheng and bodyguards outside the door, who probably already saw their car arrive.

Leaving now seems a bit unreasonable.

Wei Jing frowned. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Xie Qingyang leaned back, "My dad's here too."

Wei Jing paused for a moment, "Then should we...?"

He was busy dealing with his own troubles and knew little about the Tianyu Group.

However, Xie Jing's attitude at the vacation villa last time made it clear that he didn't like him, or rather, looked down on him.

He naturally assumed that Xie Qingyang's hesitation at this moment was somewhat related to this.

"I think I'll just stay inside," Wei Jing said, forcing a smile, "so as not to upset Mr. Xie."

"No, he was just in a bad mood last time," Xie Qingyang said, pursing his lips.

She got out of the car, greeted the people at the door, straightened her coat collar, and stepped through the vermilion gate.

The afternoon sun in winter slanted across the blue brick ground, and the withered branches of the old locust tree in the courtyard stretched out overhead.

When Xie Qingyang first returned to China, he lived here for a while before moving into his new villa, so he was quite familiar with the place.

Wei Jing followed her in, looked around, and his eyes were filled with shock.

Given his background, although he could afford a villa, it would be located outside the Fifth Ring Road of Beijing. His family's property in a prime location was just a large apartment.

and--

This place is much bigger than a villa!

This is the power of Beijing's top conglomerate!

He recalled the Tianyu Group headquarters building he had seen before, and then looked at Xie Qingyang walking beside him, his feelings becoming increasingly complicated.

"..."

Xie Qingyang paused.

Wei Jing also stopped immediately.

They saw the tall figure standing under the veranda.

Xie Jing was talking to the bodyguard captain. After exchanging a few words, he casually turned around and looked at them.

Xie Qingyang subconsciously inhaled, straightening his back even more, "Dad."

Wei Jing also became nervous.

The last time they met was at the villa on Biyun Road. Their conversation there was very unpleasant, which left him with a very bad impression of Xie Jing.

Xie Jing's gaze swept across their faces. "Something wrong?"

"No," Xie Qingyang pursed his lips, "I didn't know you were here. I just happened to be passing by and wanted to bring a friend to visit."

Xie Jing glanced at her. "Have you finished reading?"

Xie Qingyang was taken aback. "We just came in..."

Upon hearing these words, Wei Jing felt incredibly stifled. His initial tension subsided, and he gritted his teeth and stepped forward.

He was determined to seize this opportunity to make a good impression on Xie Qingyang!