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

Xie Qingyang felt as if he had been hit hard by a sledgehammer; his vision went black and his ears were ringing.

Donate to charity?!

A gift for his first love?!

Those damned poor people and that inexplicable Chen guy actually got all of Xie Rong's inheritance.

In that man's eyes, his daughter was only worth a mere one million US dollars?!

"No... I don't believe it! Xie Jing forged it! He forced Xie Rong to write it!"

Xie Qingyang's nails dug into her palms. "Has Xie Rong gone mad?! I'm his daughter! He'd rather give money to those unfortunate poor bastards and other women than to me?!"

"Miss Xie."

Assistant Wang said coldly, "Mr. Xie Rong was well aware of your mother's thoughts back then. Moreover, he also knew very well that the Qiu family's wealth was enough for you to live a very affluent life."

"No, you're talking nonsense..."

"Ms. Xie, if you believe this will is forged, coerced, or has legal flaws, you are free to file a lawsuit in court. The notary office's audio and video recordings, the judicial appraisal report, the original will, and all bank statements are kept by the group's legal department and the Beijing First Notary Office."

"You and your lawyer are welcome to sue us anytime."

Assistant Wang cleared his throat. "However, given that all your accounts have been frozen by the judiciary, you may not even be able to afford the few thousand yuan in court filing fees. So, if you want to file this lawsuit, you'll probably have to wait until you've served more than ten years in prison."

"I wish you a smooth treatment at the hospital. Goodbye, Ms. Xie."

"Click!"

The call was abruptly ended without leaving even a trace of a busy tone.

"ah--!!"

Xie Qingyang went completely mad. She grabbed the landline handle and smashed it wildly against the ground, causing plastic fragments to shatter!

No inheritance!

No backup plan!

There is no savior!

In Xie Rong's eyes, her identity was nothing more than a ridiculous and unbearable past.

She thought her enormous inheritance belonged to her, but it had been donated to the lowest castes and given to her first love by her own father more than a decade ago!

She schemed and fought her whole life, but in the end, she was nothing but a laughingstock, abandoned by her father and uncle!

"puff--!"

A mouthful of thick blood could no longer be contained and gushed out of her mouth, staining the white sheets on the hospital bed red!

The alarm on the electrocardiogram monitor went off instantly.

"..."

-

The weekend is almost here.

The soft light of a winter morning shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

The study was so quiet that only a slight hum could be heard.

Xie Jing leaned back in his chair, looking at the screen in front of him.

The liquidation of the Lei family has come to an end, and capital integration is about to begin.

"...Merge all offshore custody accounts into Sanhua's core risk control system before 9 AM London time. Anyone holding back on authorization—fire them on the spot."

(By 9:00 AM London time, all offshore custodian accounts will be merged into Sheng Hua's core risk control system. Anyone who delays authorization will be immediately dismissed.)

The man's tone was low and calm.

A response came quickly through the earphones.

The study door was pushed open.

Jiang Chu, dressed in a soft, off-white sweater and skirt, and wearing soft-soled slippers, walked in lightly carrying a tray.

On the tray were freshly ground hot coffee, as well as two exquisitely presented slices of toast and egg rolls.

She turned around and paused.

The man, wearing silver-rimmed glasses, stood in the center of the four huge screens displaying pulsating data streams, his expression cold and aloof, as if he could turn the world upside down with a flick of his wrist.

Jiang Chu raised an eyebrow, quietly walked to the desk, and gently placed the tray down.

Xie Jing sensed her approach, turned his head to look at her, and the coldness in his eyes melted away almost instantly.

Jiang Chu had no intention of disturbing his work. After putting down the breakfast, she looked at the handsome profile of him and was momentarily captivated.

She leaned over and gave the man a quick kiss on the corner of his lips.

After the kiss, they prepared to run away.

However, she clearly underestimated someone's reaction speed.

Before Jiang Chu could even take a step, a large, bony hand, burning hot, had already precisely gripped her slender waist!

"ah……"

Jiang Chu let out a soft sigh.

With a slight exertion of his arm, the man swept Jiang Chu up and gently placed her on his lap.

On the other end of the headset, the CEO of Tianyu Europe was still respectfully reporting.

"Regarding the liquidity buffer for the next quarter—"

Xie Jing held his wife in his arms with one arm, his fingertips slipping under the hem of her sweater to gently caress her slender waist, while his other hand adjusted the microphone on the table to mute it.

Then he turned his head and whispered in Jiang Chu's ear.

"Trying to run away after the sneak attack?"

The man's lips brushed against her earlobe, his low, husky voice carrying a hint of teasing and indulgence.

Jiang Chu was held in his arms, her back pressed against his broad and strong chest, and she could even feel the faint vibrations from his chest as he spoke.

She pointed to the headphones. "You're still in a meeting! Be serious, Chairman."

"I'm very serious."

Xie Jing chuckled softly, casually pressed the microphone button, and spoke into the earpiece in an extremely cold and businesslike tone:

"Pause for fifteen minutes. Send me the restructured balance sheet."

After saying that, he reached out and took off the Bluetooth headset, then casually tossed it onto the table.

The large study was suddenly filled only with the sound of their intermittent breathing.

Xie Jing buried his face in Jiang Chu's neck, took a deep breath, and greedily inhaled her scent.

"It smells so good."

Xie Jing spoke in a low, husky voice, his lips rubbing against her long, delicate swan neck, his hands tightening, pulling her closer to him.

Jiang Chu hugged him and excitedly asked, "Is that what you were going to say?"

Xie Jing: "?"

Jiang Chu cleared her throat. "Woman, you think you can just run away after lighting a fire?"

Xie Jing: "...You should read less of those books."