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

After Xie Jing went to the study, Jiang Chu began to stroll around leisurely, as if visiting a tourist attraction.

Upon entering the building, there is a two-story foyer with a smooth, gleaming floor.

The room is well-lit, with the vertical windows on the second floor bringing in the winter sun and casting long beams of light onto the stone floor.

She slowly walked along the spacious corridor on the first floor.

One side of the corridor features floor-to-ceiling windows, while the other side displays modern artworks and occasionally a few simple bronze sculptures.

It was almost too quiet here, with excellent soundproofing. The sound of the wind outside was completely blocked out, and the only sound was the soft tapping of shoes on the stone floor.

Passing through a wide arched doorway, the faint sound of bone china teacups clinking could be heard ahead, accompanied by a few deliberately hushed words.

Jiang Chu raised an eyebrow, but didn't stop walking and went straight over.

It was a south-facing sunroom with three glass walls, thick carpets, and several high-quality modern sofas.

There were three people sitting inside. A well-dressed couple who looked to be in their fifties, and a man in his thirties wearing a suit who looked like their son.

The three of them were drinking tea and looking at their tablets when they heard footsteps and they all looked up at the same time.

The entire greenhouse suddenly fell silent.

All three were visibly shocked.

Although the family banquet is being held here, this place is not Xie family property, but rather a manor belonging only to the head of the family.

Let alone outsiders, even members of the Xie family cannot enter without permission.

The young woman in front of me had a strikingly beautiful face that anyone who had seen her would never forget.

So they were all pretty sure they had never seen it before.

Xie Jing's newly hired assistant?

No.

Even if he did have a female assistant, it's impossible for him to be strolling around so leisurely without wearing formal attire.

It felt so relaxing, just like being at home.

Jiang Chu looked at the faces of the three people.

The Xie family was once an extremely large family.

But around the time of Shesen's death, the family underwent a bloody reshuffle.

A large number of core members who attempted to tamper with the accounts or even hire assassins against the new head of the family were either killed or imprisoned.

The only ones who can sit here fully focused on accounting and profit sharing these days...

There are basically two situations.

Either they were clear-headed back then and had a decent relationship with Xie Jing.

Or they are simply mediocre people who lack the ambition and ability, and because they have never done anything reckless, they have lived peacefully to this day.

These people in front of us are the latter.

The older one is Xie Jing's third uncle, Xie Feng, and next to him is his wife.

The couple were both timid and fearful, living off the fixed dividends from their family trust fund and never getting involved in the company's decisions.

Their information network was clearly inadequate; they had no idea that the head of the family had not only been in a relationship but had even proposed marriage.

"this--"

The woman was the first to come to her senses.

She stood up, her gaze sweeping over Jiang Chu's hands. "This lady is—"

Jiang Chu smiled and walked in confidently. "Third Uncle, Third Aunt. Good afternoon. Have you eaten?"

As she spoke, she turned to look at the younger man, "...cousin."

The latter stared blankly at her.

The couple was stunned.

Xie Feng's hand trembled, and he almost spilled the tea.

The woman's eyes immediately changed, her smile deepened, and her tone became even more polite: "Hello, hello, we've eaten, thank you, madam."

Xie Feng snapped out of his daze and quickly stood up. "Has the patriarch arrived?"

"Yes, he went to the study to check the accounts with Lao Wang. I'm just walking around here; my legs are getting numb from the long car ride."

Jiang Chu said calmly.

The couple looked at each other, seemingly having a lot to say.

They could all see the enormous engagement ring and knew that its value was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

and……

Since Xie Jing was brought here on the eve of the year-end family banquet, there must be a deeper meaning behind his actions.

but--

Among the prominent heiresses in Beijing's elite circles, there doesn't seem to be anyone like her.

The woman picked up her teacup, took a sip, and asked with a seemingly casual smile, "My husband and I just returned to the country and missed a lot of things. May I ask your surname, madam?"

"My surname is Jiang." Jiang Chu didn't stand on ceremony with her any further. "Please make yourselves at home."

He turned and left.

The couple were quite surprised. They stared at her back for a long time before they came to their senses and thought that it made sense.

Since they are people Xie Jing has taken a liking to, it would be abnormal for them to fawn over them.

Xie Jing has always been unconventional, especially since Xie Sen was strict with him from a young age, and he also experienced that bloody internal power struggle later in life.

He no longer cares about so-called blood ties or seniority.

To get him to give you face, you have to be a ruthless person who is extremely capable and can take a bite out of Tianyu Group in the business world.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even consider someone just because they're an elder.

His fiancée, whom he personally chose, has a demeanor that is neither humble nor arrogant, and even carries a touch of coldness and sharpness, which is indeed like his style.

"..."

Jiang Chu didn't care what the family behind him was plotting.

She continued to stroll leisurely through the vast estate.

After passing through several temperature-controlled corridors made entirely of glass, a small garden with a glass dome comes into view.

Although it was a harsh winter with withered grass and yellow trees outside, the constant temperature system here kept the temperature well controlled, and there was even a faint scent of fresh earth and green plants in the air.

As soon as she walked in, she ran into several people.

That was Xie Jing's cousin, Xie Yu, accompanied by her husband and a child who looked to be about ten years old.

"Oh, whose daughter is this? She's really beautiful."

Xie Yu walked over in high heels, her gaze sweeping over Jiang Chu before finally settling precisely on the enormous engagement ring on her finger. Her eyelids twitched violently.

Xie Yu has always loved gossip and enjoys inquiring about the private affairs of other families.

She had no courage at all in front of Xie Jing. Every time, she was like a mouse seeing a cat, not daring to even breathe loudly.

But at this moment, she noticed that Jiang Chu was young, had an unfamiliar face, and was wandering around the castle alone. Her desire to investigate and her irrepressible urge to find out more immediately arose.

Although he couldn't figure out Jiang Chu's background for the time being, seeing that the other party was young, he subconsciously put on a bit of the demeanor of an elder.

The woman smiled and tentatively asked, "I don't think I've ever seen you before. What's your name?"

Jiang Chu smiled, "This is indeed our first meeting. My surname is Jiang."

Xie Yu exchanged a few casual pleasantries before quickly getting to the point, "May I ask about your parents—?"

Jiang Chu blinked. "Thank you. They're all doing well. How about you?"

Xie Yu was stunned. "Me? What about me?"

Jiang Chu replied matter-of-factly, "Your parents? You asked me first, so naturally I should ask you too. Isn't this just reciprocity?"

Xie Yu was completely dumbfounded.

Having been in Beijing's social circles for so many years, she had seen countless wealthy socialites who spoke with ambiguity and circumlocution, but she had never encountered one who acted so unpredictably.

The woman's smile faltered. "I was asking where your parents work. How can you, a young girl, talk like that?"

Jiang Chu looked at her leisurely. "How much dividend do your parents receive each month?"

Xie Yu was stunned again.

Her husband and children were also stunned.

At this juncture, the most sensitive and confidential matters for each branch of the Xie family are the accounts and profit sharing.

This year, Xie Jing came to audit the accounts in person, and all the households were extremely nervous, fearing that the head of the family would find some mistakes and reduce their quotas.

Before the other party could react, Jiang Chu said, "...If you think it's too much money, just let me know. Tianyu's charitable foundation is short of this budget this year."

Xie Yu's face turned deathly pale.