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

Jiang Chu slowly shuffled to the car door.

Her mind raced, trying to figure out how to defuse the awkward situation.

I just said a lot of nasty things.

However, when she forced herself to look up and cautiously glance at Xie Jing's expression, she met a pair of dark eyes with a faint smile.

The man's lips curled up very slightly, and there was no shock or displeasure in his eyes, but rather a look of great interest.

"You seemed to enjoy your scolding, didn't you?"

Xie Jing's voice was deep, with a slight upward inflection at the end, revealing an undisguised mockery.

Jiang Chu's face turned even redder, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her clothes. "He insulted me first... and what I said was all true."

"I know." Xie Jing turned his head slightly to look at her, without asking who she was talking to on the phone. "Get in the car."

The night they met, Jiang Chu hit Lin Yuwei on the head with a kettle. She never intended to play the innocent, kind-hearted girl, nor could she.

Xie Jing didn't care about that.

In the deep waters of the capital, he had seen many elegant and refined young ladies, as well as many vulgar and uncouth people, but he simply didn't take them to heart.

The little girl in front of him, though seemingly delicate and charming, would occasionally reveal her claws.

This peculiar contrast can really ignite a desire for conquest.

"……oh."

Jiang Chu felt uneasy under his meaningful gaze and quickly lowered her head to get into the car.

-

At the same time, Wei Jing finished his last class of the evening and was driving home when he suddenly received an email.

The sender was Jinhe Venture Capital, a major investor in one of his key projects.

The email was worded in an extremely official style, but its content sent chills down one's spine:

"...Based on our internal compliance review and background assessment of our partners, Mr. Wei, one of the key persons in charge of this project, does not meet our ethical standards for core personnel of our partners."

"We have decided to withdraw all investment in this project, effective immediately..."

The project has been withdrawn from funding.

Ethical vetting?

Wei Jing's mind was buzzing.

He had been preparing for this project for more than half a year, and it was much more important than the national competition where he had been disqualified.

Once successfully implemented, it will not only greatly enhance his resume, but also bring him immeasurable resources and connections.

Now, everything has vanished like a bubble in those cold, impersonal emails.

Morality?!

What moral issues does he have? Is it Professor Kong again?! Is this investor also connected to Professor Kong?

Wei Jing clenched his fist tightly.

Or rather—

He had mentioned this project to Jiang Chu before. Could it be that Jiang Chu leaked the information?

Jiang Chu is a person who never knows the importance of things or the urgency of things. He has no sense of self-awareness and often messes things up or offends people.

If she were to seek revenge intentionally, spread rumors everywhere, or contact the investors to fabricate stories and smear him, such a thing could very well happen!

He picked up his work phone.

Jiang Chu had never known this phone number before, and she used to pester him to tell her, but now he didn't care anymore.

Wei Jing dialed Jiang Chu's number directly.

-

Meanwhile, in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce.

Jiang Chu looked at the unfamiliar caller ID on her phone.

Generally speaking, she is not keen on answering calls from unknown numbers, because nine times out of ten they are harassing calls, either scams or sales pitches.

But the atmosphere in the car was awkward, and she didn't dare to face the man next to her, so she simply answered the phone.

"Jiang Chu—"

Wei Jing's icy voice came through the receiver, "What exactly do you want?"

Jiang Chu was stunned for a moment, completely bewildered: "What?"

"Don't play dumb!" Wei Jing's voice was even colder. "Jinhe Venture Capital just withdrew their investment in my project today. I'm asking you, did you tell the investors about what I did before?"

"what?"

"Do you even know what you're doing? This isn't child's play; it's stabbing someone in the back and ruining their future! You can be stupid, but you can't be this stupid and malicious—"

Jiang Chu was completely confused.

"Are you out of your mind?" she said, bewildered. "Don't pin accusations on me. If your project fails today, is it my fault? If there's a tsunami or earthquake tomorrow, will you blame me for that too? And if the world ends the day after, will I be responsible?"

Wei Jing gritted his teeth and said, "I haven't told many people about this. Besides the other members of the project team, only you, my parents, and I know!"

Jiang Chu frowned.

Wei Jing did mention something similar to the original owner of this body.

However, the original owner couldn't remember anything, which is why she can't recall much useful information now.

Xie Jing sat quietly to the side, but his eyes were always fixed on her.

He saw the girl frown slightly after answering the phone, and then call out Wei Jing's name, her expression showing nothing but disgust and confusion.

However, considering their past relationship and the long duration of it, it's not surprising that she still cares about that man surnamed Wei.

Although he could understand it, the conclusion still displeased him.

This woman has already offered herself to him, so her emotions are naturally her own to control. How can she waste them on such a worthless piece of trash?

A dark, possessive desire surged up.

Suddenly, an electric scooter darted out from the intersection ahead, ignoring the traffic lights.

Driver Lao Cheng's expression changed, and he instinctively slammed on the brakes.

"squeak--!"

The tires made short, sharp screeching sounds as they rubbed against the asphalt.

Before Jiang Chu could fasten her seatbelt, she was thrown forward by the immense inertia.

A long, strong arm reached out from the side and firmly gripped her waist.

The next second, the world spun around.

Jiang Chu felt her waist being firmly locked by an irresistible, enormous force.

She was like a light feather, easily scooped up and pulled back by that hand.

She completely lost her balance and sat on the man's firm, hot thighs.

"Ugh—!"

She was still in shock, and her phone almost flew out of her hand.

Jiang Chu lowered her head in shock.

The man's arms were wrapped around her waist like iron hoops.

She could even clearly perceive, through the thin fabric of his pants, the outline of the man's strong, muscular thighs.

And from the broad chest pressed against my back, I could hear the steady, powerful heartbeat.

Jiang Chu's cheeks instantly turned bright red, and the tips of her ears were so hot they almost seemed to be smoking.

She frantically tried to slide off his lap, but the hand gripping her waist didn't loosen; instead, it tightened even more.

She pushed his arm hard, but it felt as hard as a stone wall and didn't budge.

"...Excuse me, Chairman, there was just an electric scooter."

"Driver Lao Cheng said in a low voice."

"Okay, be careful."

Xie Jing spoke calmly.

Jiang Chu took a breath, just about to say something, when she suddenly heard Wei Jing's voice coming from the phone.

"Jiang Chu?! Who's speaking?"

Wei Jing was also driving. It was rush hour, and the road was filled with the sound of horns, making it very noisy.

So all he heard was a man's voice on the phone.

But I couldn't hear what was being said clearly.

"Who are you with?"

"..."

Just as Jiang Chu was about to curse him, she suddenly felt a warm sensation near her ear.

Xie Jing held her in one arm, then suddenly leaned down and brought his thin lips close to the ear on the side where she hadn't answered the phone.

The man's warm breath brushed against her sensitive earlobe almost imperceptibly.

Then he took a bite.