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

"What's going on?!"

A series of hurried and disorderly footsteps came from the garden archway.

Supported by his bodyguards, Wei Hongjun practically ran down the corridor. He was shocked to see Wei Jing lying on the ground.

Looking at the couple not far away, his expression turned even more unpleasant.

Cold sweat beaded on the old man's forehead.

"Thank you... Thank you, Chairman!"

Wei Hongjun already knew that the chairman of Tianyu Group was here; he had seen him from afar when he came in. However, given his status, he didn't dare to take the initiative to greet him.

After all, they probably don't even know who he is.

not to mention……

Since Xie Jing had brought his beloved with him, judging from their demeanor at the time, they probably didn't want anyone to bother them.

however--

He never expected that Wei Jing would provoke Xie Jing!

Having spent his entire life navigating the business world of Beijing, Wei Hongjun naturally knew who he could mess with and who he couldn't. At this moment, he was filled with deep regret.

Xie Jing stood amidst the broken branches and withered plum blossoms, even embracing the young woman beside him, yet he still appeared calm and composed.

The man stood tall in the wind and snow, like a majestic iron tower, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

"……Who are you?"

He looked at the old man who was running towards him in a disheveled state, his eyes cold.

Wei Hongjun felt a chill rush straight to his head.

He dared not act arrogantly in front of Xie Jing, so he quickly shrank his neck and whispered.

"Chairman Xie, I am Wei Hongjun from Hongyuan Industrial. I mainly do small business in building materials, warehousing and logistics in Beicheng and the surrounding areas... I had the honor of seeing you from afar at the Tianyu Chamber of Commerce's year-end banquet before."

Hongyuan Industry.

To ordinary people, this is a large business with assets worth hundreds of millions, but in Xie Jing's eyes, who controls Tianyu Group, a small company of this size doesn't even have the qualifications to enter the bottom of the supply chain.

Xie Jing had never heard of it and didn't care at all.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Wei Jing, who was convulsing in pain and whose mouth was full of blood, and then looked at Wei Hongjun.

Since they both share the surname Wei, they must be relatives.

"Did Boss Wei come to Yin Ya Xuan today just to bring this kind of scumbag to commit violence against me and my fiancée in public?"

"No, no, no! Chairman Xie! I wouldn't dare even if you gave me a thousand lives!"

Wei Hongjun was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost knelt down in the snow to face Xie Jing.

"This...this is my distant, good-for-nothing grand-nephew! His father broke the law, and his house has been seized. He called me today, saying he got into a financial dispute at school and begged me to lend him money to save his life. I only agreed to meet him because of some old friendship, but who knew this little beast would actually...actually dare to lay a hand on Chairman Xie and his wife! He's gone mad! He's insane!"

As Wei Hongjun spoke, he wished he could go up and give Wei Jing a couple more hard kicks.

It's one thing if Wei Jianhua's branch of the family falls from power, but if Wei Jing drags down Hongyuan Industry and his entire lineage today, then most of his life's work will be ruined!

Lying on the cold, hard, muddy snow, Wei Jing stared intently at the scene before him.

The excruciating pain of his broken sternum made even breathing feel like swallowing knives, but the physical pain paled in comparison to the devastating blow he was suffering mentally.

That was his last hope.

He thought it was his great-uncle Wei Hongjun, who was well-connected and aloof.

At the height of the Wei family's glory, the elders whom even his father, Wei Jianhua, treated with utmost respect were now like stray dogs, groveling and begging for mercy before Xie Jing.

Tears of despair welled up in Wei Jing's eyes, mingling with the blood and mud on his face, making him look filthy.

...He once thought that as long as he got close to Xie Qingyang, he could get all of this.

but--

Is this even possible?

The general manager of Yin Ya Xuan arrived at the scene with a group of employees, all sweating profusely.

Upon seeing the mess before him, the general manager turned pale with fright and repeatedly bowed to Xie Jing in apology.

"Chairman Xie, we are so sorry! We are so sorry! It was our negligence in security that disturbed you and your wife. We deserve to die!"

"Take it away."

Xie Jing waved his hand dismissively, as if even glancing at the person on the ground would dirty his eyes. "Don't get in my way."

"Yes! Yes! Take it away immediately!"

Several employees immediately stepped forward and helped Wei Jing, who was slumped on the ground and groaning in pain, to his feet.

As he was being dragged away, Wei Jing screamed in pain again.

His gaze, however, remained fixed on Jiang Chu, piercing through the falling snowflakes.

The latter did not look at him.

She simply leaned against Xie Jing, gazing tenderly at the man.

Wei Jing almost fainted.

Jiang Chu had never looked at him with that kind of gaze before.

He has even seen anyone.

In his memory, those eyes had never held such tender, gentle light.

There are only needs, expectations, calculations, secret comparisons and weighings, or unreasonable anger.

There is no such pure and unreserved care.

...Is this person really Jiang Chu?

Do not!

wrong!

"You are not—"

Wei Jing spoke with difficulty.

He wanted to shout it out, but when he opened his mouth, his chest hurt terribly, and the sound he made was broken.

"no……"

He ultimately didn't say what he wanted to say.

Wei Jing was led out of the corridor and also fainted.

"Chairman Xie...then I'll be going now."

With trembling hands, Wei Hongjun wiped the sweat from his forehead. After receiving Xie Jing's indifferent tacit approval, he felt as if he had been granted a pardon and practically scrambled out of the garden.

The surroundings quieted down again.

Only that proud red plum tree still blooms quietly in the cold wind.

Jiang Chu watched the group of people hurriedly leave and couldn't help but puff out her cheeks slightly.

She took a small step forward, stretched out her finger, and gently poked the man's lower back, muttering with some concern.

"By the way, what happened just now... did you consider it self-defense? You probably broke your ribs, right? I hope it won't get you into any trouble?"

Xie Jing did not speak immediately.

He turned around, then stretched out his rough, large hand and naturally pinched Jiang Chu's delicate chin, lifting it slightly upwards.

The man's deep black eyes were fixed intently on her, his fingertips gently caressing her warm skin, a hint of inquiry in his unfathomable pupils.

Why are you looking at me like that?

Jiang Chu blinked, somewhat confused.

Xie Jing was silent for two seconds, then stared at her with a deep gaze, "...Let's see if you're scared."

Jiang Chu tilted her head. "I'm telling you seriously, if he had a knife, I might be scared, but unarmed, um—"

Xie Jing pinched her chin. "It wasn't him."

Jiang Chu was taken aback. "Huh?"

"I'm asking you..."

The man's voice was hoarse as he pressed his fingers slightly downwards against her fair neck, feeling the steady and powerful pulse beneath.

Are you afraid of me?

He paused for a moment. "Also, Wei Jing... seemed to have said something just now, did you hear it?"