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

Outside the window, the night was as still as water, but inside the room, the air was instantly ignited, so hot that it was hard to breathe.

The man's muscular body leaned down, his firm chest as hard as a rock, pressing tightly against her.

"You're so heavy..."

Jiang Chu playfully pushed him away, while simultaneously wrapping her arms around his waist.

The man's palm was hot and slightly rough as he stroked her calves, which were firm and without any excess fat due to dance practice.

He lowered his head and kissed her.

Driven by an insatiable possessiveness.

His large hands gripped the back of her head, his fingers threading through her soft hair, forcing her to tilt her head back to bear the fervor.

His cool, thin lips teased her, his tongue skillfully venturing deep inside, entwining with her in a blissful descent.

The man's breathing became heavier and heavier, his chest muscles tensing up from his rapid panting.

Jiang Chu felt weak all over, her reason gradually being swallowed up by the scorching heat.

She clung to the man's broad, mountain-like shoulders, her nails digging into his muscular physique through his shirt.

Matching shadows swayed on the carpet.

Jiang Chu's eyes were misty and her cheeks were flushed, but she still propped herself up and bit the man's Adam's apple lightly.

"Pay tuition."

She said vaguely.

Xie Jing took a deep breath, reached out and pinched the girl's pointed chin, studied her for two seconds, and said, "There's one more thing you forgot to mention."

Jiang Chu was taken aback. "Huh?"

"Your ex-boyfriend," the man said in a low voice, "wanted to hit you?"

Jiang Chu was silent for two seconds. "Objectively speaking, he probably wanted to stop me from using my phone. After all, there are many people around, and he wouldn't openly fight at school."

Xie Jing looked down at her. "That won't do either."

-

The sky outside the window was overcast, and the cold winter wind lashed against the glass, making a chilling howling sound.

As Wei Jing walked down the stairs, his back and shoulders ached slightly, and he couldn't help but gasp.

Madam Wei sat in the hall, watching her son come downstairs. "What's wrong?"

Wei Jing shook his head. "It's nothing."

Madam Wei's face darkened. "Are you feeling unwell?"

Before Wei Jing could speak, Madam Wei walked over and lifted his shirt from behind, revealing a faint blue mark on his back.

"Ah!" she exclaimed, "Did you fall or—"

Wei Jing closed his eyes.

He originally wanted to cover it up, but his mother wouldn't let it go, so he had no choice but to tell her everything.

Yu Wanzhou's over-the-shoulder throw slammed him onto the concrete road. He felt as if his internal organs had shifted, and he couldn't catch his breath for a long time.

I saw the bruises when I got home.

But Wei Jing felt humiliated just thinking about it and didn't want to mention it at all.

"Jiang Chu again?!"

Lady Wei's eyes were bloodshot.

"That despicable slut! How could she be so ruthless! She even had her lackeys beat people up! Is there no law anymore? We're going to call the police! This definitely constitutes assault—"

"No!" Wei Jing quickly said, "That would mean she'd expose my trip to the police station last time! Besides, she didn't do it; there are security cameras on the street..."

Even if Yu Wanzhou is implicated, it won't harm Jiang Chu.

Moreover, he was the one who reached out first, so if we go to the police station to discuss this matter, they will have something to say.

"...That vixen!"

Madam Wei launched into a tirade, "Xiao Jing, don't worry, I'll get revenge for you. I know a few people in the underworld. We'll ruin her face, then we'll ruin her. The man behind her definitely won't want her anymore. Then we can easily kill her however we want—"

Wei Jing recalled Jiang Chu's face and felt a surge of resentment. "Mom, be careful. Those people have dirty hands. Don't drag us into this."

The cell phone on the coffee table rang.

Madam Wei glanced at it and saw that it was Cen, the company's chief financial officer.

She answered the phone.

"Hey, Lao Cen?"

From inside came Old Cen's panicked voice, "President Zhao! It's over! This time it's really all over!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? How is it over already?"

"Economic Investigation Department! It's the Economic Investigation Division! And special inspectors from the State Taxation Administration! Just ten minutes ago, four cars blocked the company's main gate, and dozens of people stormed into the finance department and archives, sealing off all the computer hard drives and accounting records!"

Old Cen cried frantically on the phone, "President Zhao, our illegal activities a few years ago—using overseas shell companies to conduct domestic guarantees for overseas loans and embezzling funds, and the accounting practices of our three subsidiaries issuing false VAT invoices to inflate our cash flow—have been exposed!"

Madam Wei's vision went black, and she almost collapsed onto the coffee table.

"What?! Aren't those accounts flawlessly done? Is all that money spent on bribing the auditors every year just for nothing?!"

"It's no use! They submitted a formal complaint with three gigabytes of irrefutable evidence! They even have a scanned copy of the original signature of the shell company we registered in the Cayman Islands!"

Madam Wei trembled violently, barely managing to stay upright, and stumbled toward her handbag.

Many businessmen engage in those illegal practices; they are an open secret in the industry.

Unless someone has irrefutable evidence to expose it, it's virtually impossible to detect under normal circumstances. But once it's used as a prime example and proven true, it can absolutely lead to financial ruin and at least ten years in prison!

With trembling hands, she dialed another number.

It rang for a long time before being answered.

"Hey, Brother Liu! Please help me, our company's finance department was suddenly..."

"Mrs. Wei," the voice on the other end of the phone was icy, "I was just about to have someone inform you not to call this number again."

Lady Wei closed her eyes.

During holidays and festivals, she would receive gifts worth hundreds of thousands of yuan and antique paintings and calligraphy worth millions of yuan. Director Liu would always greet her with a smile and address her as "sister-in-law."

But now it has become like this.

"Brother Liu! We are..."

"Don't call me brother, I don't deserve it!" The other person's voice was extremely low. "Do you know how much trouble your family has gotten into? Anyone who dares to give you a message at this time is asking for trouble! You should prepare for your own deaths, don't drag me into this!"

"Beep—beep—beep—"

The phone call was abruptly ended.

Undeterred, Madam Wei frantically dialed the phone numbers of the Chamber of Commerce's vice president and several business partners with whom she had shared life-or-death experiences...

Without exception.

They either reject the call outright or respond with sarcastic remarks once the call is connected.

A sharp, piercing screech of brakes came from outside the gate.

Soon, a tall, fat man walked in from outside, looking like a mad bull.

Wei Jianhua was on a business trip in another province. He had just returned at noon and gotten off the plane. Before he even left the terminal, he received the devastating news that his company had been seized and its assets frozen.

He rushed home and saw his wife and son looking terrified.

"dad--"

Wei Jing stood up.

"Jianhua!" Madam Wei cried out as if grasping at a lifeline, "You're finally back! Old Cen said the Economic Investigation Department has shut us down, you have to think of something! Let's try to pull some strings..."

"What connections do you have?! I've used every connection I could! And they're all avoiding me! Those records have been dug up!"

Wei Jianhua stared intently at the mother and son. "I've thought it through carefully. I've been keeping a low profile these past few years, and I haven't offended anyone. Could it be that you two caused this trouble?"

He lunged forward, grabbed Wei Jing by the collar, and spat in his face: "Was it you?! Last time you got taken away by the police, I was so embarrassed!"

Madam Wei rushed over, "Jianhua! What are you doing! Xiao Jing was dragged into this, it's all that bitch's fault! She caused it both times!"

Wei Jianhua was taken aback: "What bastard? Wasn't it that hacker he contacted last time because he wanted to find a technical consultant for his project?"

Madam Wei realized she had spoken out of turn, then gritted her teeth and said, "It's all because of that shameless gold digger! She used to be Xiao Jing's girlfriend, but then she found an old man..."

Wei Jianhua frowned deeply upon hearing this. "What?! What kind of man did she find? Which family does he belong to?"

"How would I know!" Wei Jing also pushed his father's hand away. "I wanted to investigate before, but I got dragged into it by that Qian Wei guy..."

Under pressure from Wei Jianhua, he had no choice but to reveal Jiang Chu's luxury car and jewelry.

"You mean, she broke up with you, found a rich man, and that man is taking revenge on our family?"

Wei Jianhua sneered, "Hasn't she ever dated before? Were those people also targeted in retaliation? Why are they targeting our family? Don't try to fool me!"