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

Jiang Chu looked up at him, her eyelashes trembling, her clear and bright eyes glistening with tears.

She reached out and touched the man's handsome face, her fingertips tracing the curve of his cheekbones. "Then hurry up, they'll be here soon—"

Before he could finish speaking, the latter had already pressed forward.

He pried open her pearly teeth, recklessly conquering and greedily drawing in her essence.

"Well……"

Jiang Chu let out a sob, and the hands hooked around his neck involuntarily tightened.

She straightened up slightly, responding to the aggressive kiss.

The restaurant was dimly lit, and the night outside the window gently enveloped the two of them.

After a long while, Xie Jing slowly released her, but still lingered on her swollen lips, gently sucking and biting them with some reluctance.

Jiang Chu was panting heavily, her watery eyes misty, with an alluring blush at the corners.

Xie Jing looked down at her, and the lustful fire within him suddenly burned even more fiercely.

He took a deep breath, buried his head in the crook of her neck, and greedily inhaled her faint fragrance.

"From now on, do whatever you want when you're out there, don't make yourself suffer."

Xie Jing's voice was low and hoarse, filled with boundless indulgence and pampering, "Even if the sky falls, I'll hold it up for you."

Jiang Chu lay on his chest, listening to the strong, rapid heartbeat in the man's chest, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

She reached out and playfully scratched at the collar of the fine-woven suit jacket:

"What if... I really did create a hole in the sky?"

"That's alright."

Xie Jing chuckled softly and kissed the girl's rosy cheek.

Even if I cause a major disaster, I can fix it for you.

Jiang Chu burst out laughing.

She reached out and hugged him tightly, pressing her face against the crook of his neck, wantonly absorbing the warmth from his body.

At this moment, the anxieties about the original plot, the worries about the future, and the fears about the unknown—

It seemed that everything was completely dispelled in this man's warm and broad embrace.

"Speaking of which," Jiang Chu suddenly remembered something else, "Wei Jing is in jail, did you do it?"

Xie Jing looked down at her. "What are you saying? It's as if I framed him."

He said this in a relaxed tone, with a hint of a smile.

— Jiang Chu only mentioned Wei Jing now.

And it was obvious that she had forgotten about it and only suddenly remembered it.

This means that the guy is basically no longer important to her.

"This was done by my subordinates," Xie Jing pinched Jiang Chu's cheek. "He wanted to check my car, so he hired a hacker. That person had already committed a crime."

Jiang Chu immediately understood, "Pulling out the radish brings out the mud, huh? It seems your men really enjoy playing this game... how should I put it, using someone else to do the dirty work?"

"He's still alive," Xie Jing said with a smile. "He's probably out by now, if he even has a brain."

Jiang Chu looked up at him for a few seconds, then asked, "Are you thinking of something naughty?"

She was talking about bad ideas, but her eyes were full of schadenfreude, showing no sign of worry.

Xie Jing then kissed her with satisfaction, "...I think it's a good idea."

After dinner, Jiang Chu went back to her room to prepare for her midterm exams, and then exercised until late at night.

She asked for another document before going to bed and learned that Qiao Yi was Lin Yuwei's boyfriend.

—That is, one of the murderers who killed her in the original story.

There was more than one person involved in that incident, and Jiang Chu read the book very quickly, even skimming through the later pages.

So although she couldn't remember Qiao Yi's name, she still had some recollection of Lin Yuwei's boyfriend.

...And now, Qiao Yi is completely ruined.

Jiang Chu looked at the cold text report on her phone screen and felt completely relaxed.

"What? You said something happened to Qiao Yi?"

At the same time, Xie Qingyang, who was on the phone in the villa, also suddenly stood up from the sofa.

She wanted to ask Qiao Yi for that one million.

Previously, under pressure from the situation and in order to keep the peace, she transferred one million to Jiang Chu on the spot, but Xie Qingyang did not think that he should pay the money himself.

After all, it was Qiao Yi who brought the coffee to splash someone.

Although Xie Qingyang disliked Jiang Chu, he had no intention of doing such a thing.

However, she made several calls, but no one answered.

Left with no other option, Xie Qingyang directly called the Qiao family's old residence.

"Miss Xie..."

On the other end of the phone, the Qiao family butler's voice was extremely low.

"Young Master is currently in the intensive care unit of the Third Hospital, undergoing emergency treatment."

"Hospital?"

Xie Qingyang said in shock.

The scene from the restaurant during the day instantly flashed into her mind.

Could it be... that Jiang Chu's bodyguard hit him too hard, sending him straight to the ICU?

A sense of schadenfreude welled up inside her.

—If it really was Jiang Chu's bodyguard who seriously injured the person, then the nature of this matter changes!

The Qiao family will absolutely not let this go.

Even if Jiang Chu has a sugar daddy behind him, he shouldn't think he can get away easily!

However, the butler's next words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing all her calculations.

"No... he wasn't injured at the club. This evening, the young master was found by a kind person in a public restroom near the North Fifth Ring Road. When he was taken to the hospital, he was covered in blood, and his legs... his legs had been broken with an iron rod. He also had extensive soft tissue contusions, three broken ribs, and was barely clinging to life..."

"What?!"

Xie Qingyang gasped. "Who did this? Did they call the police?"

"No." The butler's tone became hesitant. "When the young master was brought in, he was still relatively lucid, but he... he was screaming like a madman and absolutely refused to let anyone call the police. He even said that if anyone dared to call the police, he would jump off the top floor of the hospital. The young lady and the young master respected his wishes, gave that kind person some money, and that was the end of it."

The butler clearly sided with Qiao Zheng, offering little information or details, and quickly hung up the phone after only a few perfunctory words.

Hearing the busy tone from his phone, Xie Qingyang slumped onto the sofa, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

"Don't call the police..."

Under what circumstances would someone be beaten like this and not dare to call the police?

There are two situations.

First, he felt guilty for doing something wrong and was afraid that if he reported it to the police, it would lead to even worse consequences; second, the person who beat him up was too powerful, and he was afraid of being beaten.

He feared that calling the police would bring even more severe retaliation.

For example, those who rise to power through gray industries or violent means—

If Jiang Chu hooked up with a man like that, then it would make sense.

Xie Qingyang couldn't help but think of Lao Liang and those fierce-looking bodyguards, and he felt that things were probably just like that.

Otherwise, how else can it be explained?

Jiang Chu has a bad temper and doesn't understand the rules of the industry. Let alone being a proper spouse, even as a mistress, what kind of big boss's mistress would hit people with a kettle at the drop of a hat?

Qiao Yi's behavior was indeed wrong, but if it were someone else, they wouldn't have been as rude as she was.

What kind of man wouldn't mind this?

It's just those people.

As Xie Qingyang thought about this, he remembered that Jiang Chu had given up on Wei Jing but found someone like this. What else could she be after but money?

Her contempt for Jiang Chu deepened.

-

Inside the Qiao family villa, Qiao Zheng was rubbing his temples wearily as he listened to the butler's report.

"You're saying that Miss Xie is here to ask for money?"

Qiao Zheng repeated it, then looked at her husband.

Lu Ming also had a strange expression.

He had always disliked his brother-in-law, and when he learned that his son had almost been crippled, he wished he could stab Qiao Yi to death.

Now that his great revenge has been achieved, he has been holding back from bursting into laughter.

After all, his wife was in a bad mood, so it wouldn't be appropriate for him to be happy here.

"...So, in other words," Lu Ming said incredulously, "Miss Xie paid one million for A-Yi today? Just to get rid of that Miss Jiang?"

"Yes."

The butler bowed his head and said.

Qiao Zheng waved his hand, "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Liu. You should go and get some rest."

After the butler left, Qiao Zheng sneered, "How ironic."

Xie Qingyang is so popular outside, isn't it because she is Xie Jing's only daughter?

As a result, the relationship between the father and daughter turned out to be quite distant.

"She doesn't know anything about Jiang Chu and the Xie family head," Lu Ming said in a low voice, "otherwise she would be crazy."

"She obviously didn't know," Qiao Zheng shook his head. "Xie Jing certainly didn't tell her either."

"He never treated Xie Qingyang as a true successor, and even..."

The unspoken words dissipated in the night breeze blowing in from outside the window.