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

Before Jiang Chu could protest the extra instruction, the man's burning lips pressed down on hers without warning.

This kiss lacked the overwhelming, stormy intensity of the previous one, and instead possessed a gentle, lingering tenderness that was utterly captivating.

Xie Jing's large hand ran through her loose long hair, his fingertips gently massaging the back of her neck, patiently and meticulously tracing the outline of her lips.

It felt like a serious lesson was being taught.

The two lingered tenderly among the messy bedding for a while longer, until Jiang Chu was groaning from the kisses and could barely keep her eyes open.

Xie Jing reluctantly let go of her.

He rolled out of bed, grabbed a black bathrobe, and draped it over himself. The straps were loosely tied, revealing a large expanse of his strong, sexy chest muscles.

"Sweetheart, sleep well."

Xie Jing bent down, tidied up the bed and pillows, and finally tucked the blankets in for her.

He then placed a gentle kiss on her smooth forehead. "I'm leaving now."

Jiang Chu was half-asleep, her watery eyes half-open and half-closed, but she still stretched out a snow-white arm from under the covers and gently tugged at his sleeve.

"Then remember to get some rest early... don't stay up too late."

She said softly, "It's bad for your health!"

Seeing her so defenseless and dependent, Xie Jing's heart softened, and he took her hand in return, kissing it.

"I'll try my best. But the situation in Europe is still developing, and I can't guarantee anything tonight. There's still a lot of work to be done. Don't wait for me, just get some sleep."

"Um……"

Jiang Chu was indeed exhausted. After receiving the reply, she grumbled and turned her head away, falling into a deep sleep.

-

the other side.

Lin Yuwei clutched her phone like a drowning person grasping at the last piece of driftwood.

Her hands trembled as she answered the phone. Before the other end could even speak, tears streamed down her face. "Qingyang... Qingyang, please save me..."

On the other end of the phone.

Xie Qingyang was sitting in his study, a group assignment open beside him. "Weiwei, what's wrong?"

She originally wanted to discuss the elective course assignment with Lin Yuwei.

"My dad... my dad's gone mad!"

Lin Yuwei disregarded all decorum and screamed incoherently into the phone.

"He took my house and car, even the funds I received for my coming-of-age ceremony and the company shares that were supposed to be mine after graduation! He's going to give all of that to Lin Shu! He's even going to give that bitch the shops and jewelry funds under my mother's name!"

Xie Qingyang was almost driven crazy by her noise. He moved his phone further away, a look of shock flashing across his eyes.

As the daughter of the Xie family, she was well aware of the internal logic of family businesses like the Lin Group.

Although from the outside perspective, Lin Yuwei's house and car are all registered in her name, making it difficult for others to transfer them.

In reality, most of the assets of these top wealthy families are held through family trusts or holding companies.

In this top circle, the so-called "private property" under the names of children often still belongs to the core family business in terms of legal ownership.

As the absolute controller of the Lin Group, Lin Chonghe only needs to invoke the "change of beneficiary" or "revocation of gift due to gross negligence" clauses in the trust agreement—

Assets that haven't truly broken free from family control can change hands in the blink of an eye.

Moreover, given Lin Yuwei's situation, even without these methods, she simply couldn't possibly rebel against her father and actually take the matter to court.

Unless she completely no longer wants to be a daughter of the Lin family.

"How could it be so serious?"

Xie Qingyang softened his tone and asked tentatively, "Uncle Lin has always doted on you the most, is there some misunderstanding?"

"It's because that day... that day at your villa, my dad probably found out about me pushing Jiang Chu into the pool..."

Lin Yuwei cried so hard she could hardly breathe. "Qingyang, I really didn't mean to kill anyone! I just couldn't stand that bitch and wanted to teach her a lesson! How was I supposed to know Uncle Xie would tell my dad about something so trivial!"

Xie Qingyang's heart skipped a beat. "You told me before that Jiang Chu lost her balance and fell into the pool, and then hit you with a kettle after she climbed out."

"Well..." Lin Yuwei bit her lip, "it's true that she lost her balance!"

Xie Qingyang was actually aware of this as well.

She simply couldn't be bothered to defend Jiang Chu.

but--

The father actually brought up Lin Yuwei's matter to Lin Chonghe himself?

Xie Qingyang felt a strong sense of unease rising in his heart.

Xie Jing is the kind of person who never talks nonsense, yet he actually issued a veiled warning in such a social setting, just for the sake of Lin Yuwei.

Why?

Did anything else happen that night?

Admittedly, if Jiang Chu really had choked to death in the pool that day, Lin Yuwei would definitely have been in big trouble.

But the person is alright, isn't he?

Xie Qingyang felt that something was wrong.

Just as she was about to think it over, Lin Yuwei's pleading rang out on her phone again.

"Qingyang, please help me... Could you send a car to pick me up for the party in a couple of days? I can't let them know I've lost my car..."

Xie Qingyang's thoughts were interrupted.

Helping is not difficult.

However, if this matter alarms his father, who has clearly expressed his dislike for Lin Yuwei, then he absolutely cannot publicly support Lin Yuwei now.

"Weiwei, calm down."

Xie Qingyang's voice remained gentle, "Actually, I had something to do that day, so I might not be able to go. It might be difficult to arrange. Besides, since my dad said those things, if I make a big fuss and send a car to pick you up, it might give him an even worse impression of you, and Uncle Lin will be even angrier. For the next few days, you should go along with Uncle Lin's wishes and lay low for a while, okay?"

"Qingyang!" Lin Yuwei sensed that the other person was trying to refuse. "You can't do this!"

She retorted angrily, "Who did I do all this for?! I knew you liked Wei Jing, that's why I went to teach Jiang Chu a lesson! If it weren't for me, would she have broken up with Wei Jing so quickly? Now that Wei Jing is single, didn't I get all your opportunities?"

"Lin Yuwei!" Xie Qingyang's voice instantly turned cold. "What nonsense are you spouting? Wei Jing and I have always been like-minded friends! He had a girlfriend before, how could I have any other thoughts about him!"

Lin Yuwei rolled her eyes.

Really.

At this point in time, why are you still saying such things?

She had noticed the way Xie Qingyang looked at Wei Jing long ago.

Miss Xie has met many wealthy young men, including quite a few who are outstanding in appearance and learning, but only Wei Jing can elicit that kind of admiration from her.

Lin Yuwei knew she wasn't a genius and couldn't understand some of the clashes between them, but she had been in love before and knew what it was like to fall in love.

"...I have a video conference to attend, you should rest first."

Xie Qingyang thought about it and decided not to break off relations with Lin Yuwei.

After all, Lin Yuwei knew quite a bit about herself.

"I'll ask around for you," Xie Qingyang said in a low voice. "Weiwei, I truly consider you a friend, but my dad... you know his personality, and many times I don't know what he's thinking."

Lin Yuwei wiped away her tears, feeling regretful.

She didn't want to lose this last lifeline. "Thank you, Qingyang. I was too hasty just now. I didn't mean it that way..."

After hanging up the phone, Xie Qingyang sat in his study, his expression somewhat gloomy.

She was indeed unwilling to admit that she was spying on other people's boyfriends.

Xie Qingyang also felt that Jiang Chu was not a good match for Wei Jing.

However, she hadn't done anything to Wei Jing while Jiang Chu and Wei Jing were still together, so she believed she had done nothing wrong.

However, after Lin Yuwei said that, Xie Qingyang felt uncomfortable all over, as if all his thoughts that couldn't see the light of day had been exposed.

Fortunately, they broke up.

but……

Thinking about how much Wei Jing still cared about Jiang Chu, Xie Qingyang felt uncomfortable again.

Her mind was in turmoil, her previous thoughts had been interrupted, and now, after thinking about it again, she suddenly felt that something might have happened that night.

If the father blamed Lin Yuwei because of Jiang Chu, then the timing doesn't quite add up.

Jiang Chu was pushed into the pool much earlier.

If the father goes in and only sees the kettle and juice on the floor, how can he know what happened before?

unless--

Did Jiang Chu complain to him?

is it possible?

Someone like Jiang Chu would probably be so frightened by his father that he wouldn't be able to walk or speak.

If it was just because of the mess, then it must be because of dissatisfaction with that group of people, and they wouldn't necessarily go and directly reprimand Lin Chonghe or say such harsh words.

Xie Qingyang contacted Assistant Zhang.

"Young Miss, please give your orders."

"Go and check the surveillance video of the villa on Biyun Road from the night of the 17th. It needs to show the area around the swimming pool, starting from the time my dad entered the yard."