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

Inside the villa on Yunxiang Road.

Jiang Chu used a spoon to cut open the delicate almond milk jelly on the plate. After hesitating several times, she finally couldn't help but speak.

"About that guy surnamed Qiao... how exactly did you get your revenge on him?"

The man opposite him raised his eyes, a hint of amusement in his voice, and said, "I don't need to do this myself. I just need to give the order, and someone will take care of it. As for the specific method... guess?"

Jiang Chu put down her spoon and fell into deep thought.

"I don't know him very well, and I don't know his background. But since he was there, he must be someone from that circle..."

She blinked. "Did you use some kind of method to sabotage his business? Like, uh, the 'Tianliang Qiaopo' incident?"

Xie Jing shook his head slightly.

"If that person wants to ruin your career," he put down his wine glass, "I'll make them pay for it, using whatever methods they know. But since he wants to hurt you personally, then we'll use different methods."

Jiang Chu's gaze shifted for a moment, her mind racing.

"If I'm guessing you'd have someone beat him up..."

She hesitated before saying, "That feels too low-class. I think it's more than that."

Xie Jing's lips curved slightly. "The first step in doing this kind of thing is to know yourself and your enemy."

He softened his tone, "Know what your enemy wants, know what he fears."

Jiang Chu seemed to be deep in thought.

"If you don't know, or are too lazy to investigate, then find someone close to him," Xie Jing said calmly. "Those close to him often know how to stab him in the back, because they know his most vulnerable spot—"

He paused for a moment. "Guess what's next?"

Jiang Chu pondered for a moment, "If you want those close to him to hurt him, then make them turn against each other first."

“That’s right,” Xie Jing said with an admiring look. “When that person is a scumbag, this becomes very easy.”

He took his phone out of his pocket, tapped the screen a few times, and then turned to Jiang Chu.

"look."

Jiang Chu leaned forward, looking at the content displayed on the screen—

A written record document recounts an incident that occurred several years ago at the Qiao family's old residence.

Qiao Yi pushed his sister Qiao Zheng's son down the stairs.

This scene was captured on surveillance cameras.

The old man from the Qiao family said that the surveillance cameras had been broken for a long time, but in fact, they had been repaired before that, but they later secretly deleted the recordings.

But before the video was deleted, a maid secretly made a backup, thinking that "it might come in handy later."

And this video was later actually bought by someone.

Therefore, Tianyu Group always possesses evidence that could cause the Qiao siblings to turn against each other—evidence of what Qiao Yi had done to his nephew.

After reading the text, Jiang Chu said, "...I understand."

"You see," Xie Jing's voice remained calm, "we don't need to deal with him ourselves, once his sister finds out the truth—"

Jiang Chu understood, "Indeed, if she were to make a move, she would definitely be much faster..."

She was lost in thought.

What a fascinating revenge story.

They didn't take much risk, but made the target pay a huge price.

"Wow," Jiang Chu's eyes lit up, "This is so interesting."

Xie Jing looked at her focused and adoring expression, a faint sense of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

"Do you like listening to these?"

"It's alright," Jiang Chu said honestly. "Every time I hear you talk about these things, I learn a lot."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "Thank you for doing all this for me, and thank you for being willing to talk to me about these things, to open the door for me, and to let me see how power works."

Jiang Chu looked at him intently, a strong sense of gratitude welling up in her heart.

She spoke with a hint of apology.

"After calming down and thinking about it, I shouldn't have let my bodyguard beat someone up in the restaurant. After all, he was someone you sent to me."

Jiang Chu lowered her head, and her voice gradually faded.

"I didn't mean to cause you any trouble, but I was just too angry at the time. After all, that cup of coffee looked really hot, and that guy surnamed Qiao kept cursing at me..."

Before she could finish speaking, a warm, large hand touched her cheek.

Xie Jing's slender fingers gently caressed her delicate skin, then he gently pressed down, making her lift her head and look directly into his eyes.

"Chuchu," the man's voice was deep and magnetic, carrying an undeniable power, "you don't need to reflect on these things."

Jiang Chuyu's eyelashes trembled slightly. "Hmm?"

"The bodyguard I've assigned to you is responsible for protecting your safety and ensuring that you never have to compromise your principles."

Xie Jing looked at her and said, "If someone tries to hurt you, you fight back. There's nothing wrong with that."

"But……"

"No buts." Xie Jing released her hand, looking at her calmly. "I know you. You're not the kind of person who would provoke or bully the weak without reason. I've never doubted your character or sense of propriety."

He stood up, strode over to Jiang Chu's side, then leaned down slightly, resting his hands on the armrest of her chair, and pulled her into his arms.

"So, there's no trouble you can cause that I can't solve."

Jiang Chu looked up at the handsome face so close to her, inhaling the cool woody scent and the slightly intoxicating aroma of red wine emanating from him.

Her heart gradually softened.

This man, standing at the pinnacle of power in the capital, granted her the most absolute privileges in the calmest of tones.

"Understood..."

She muttered something under her breath, her face slightly flushed.

Xie Jing's eyes darkened as he looked at her obedient yet shy appearance.

He reached out, slipped his hands under her knees and back, and easily lifted her from the chair.

"...Hey," Jiang Chu instinctively reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, "We're still eating!"

Xie Jing returned to his seat and let her sit across his lap.

Jiang Chu turned her head and looked around, finding that the butler and servants were not there. She then leaned on the man's shoulder in relief. "Okay, you said it."

"Yes, I said so."

Xie Jing's voice was a little hoarse.

His hand was gripping her slender waist tightly, the warmth of his palm burning her skin through the thin fabric of her sportswear.

His other hand gently ran through her black hair and cupped the back of her head.

He lowered his head slightly, his warm breath brushing against her lips and teeth.

"Can I kiss you?"