Chapter 449 - 449: Thank You For Saving My Life!
The Substitute Bride: Indulged by the Obsessive CEO
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
At night, in the studyâ¦
Jiang Jingchen asked Song Zhou for updates on the listening device that was planted on him.
Song Zhou said, âI asked Ji San to trace the network the bug was connected to, but the listeners have shut it down. Theyâve probably noticed something.â âWeâre still not sure who planted it. Young Master, do you have any guesses?â Jiang Jingchen recalled the places he had been and the people he had met yesterday. He was very certain that there was no bug on him when he left the house in the morning. The bug was there only after he left work.
âJiang Minghua and Wu Rui are my suspects.â
Song Zhou said, âIâll investigate their actions.â
Jiang Jingchen sneered. âI believe these two have long been in cahoots. They probably planted that thing on me because theyâre still worried that Iâll snatch Jiang Corporation away from Jiang Minghua.â
âNow that Iâve left the company, Jiang Minghua should be less wary of me.â
Jiang Jingchen didnât leave Jiang Corporation on a whim but according to his plan.
âAny news about the man in black?â
Song Zhou shook his head regretfully. âNo, Ji Yi is still investigating. However, Mrs. Zhangâs explanation of the whole interview fiasco has been broadcast on television.â
Jiang Jingchen clicked on the link Song Zhou had sent him and watched a haggard and crying Mrs. Zhang explain on camera how she had been coerced into slandering Tang Beibei.
He watched the video for dozens of seconds before he closed the media player app.
âMy wife is still in dance practice. Please ask Ruan Qi to post this video online. The man with the black hat has failed in his mission. Heâll definitely try again.â âHl be more careful these few days and ask Silent Sister to be extra careful with our food and drinks.â
Jiang Jingchen turned on his laptop and checked the share price of Jiang Corporation. âHow many ordinary shares have we bought so far?â
âMore than ten percent!â
By ratio, shareholders who own more than 5°/o of the company shares could join the board of directors, and those with more than 10% had voting rights. Jiang Jingchen said, âGather everyone and oust Jiang Xing. Time to take over Jiang Corporation!â
âYes, Young Master.â
Song Zhou went downstairs and heard the doorbell ring. He turned on his tablet to look at the peephole digital viewer and was a little surprised.
Mrs. Zhang, Zhang Xiaohe, and a strange man were at the door.
Song Zhou went to open the door and looked at them coldly.
âYes?â
Mrs. Zhang replied quickly, âMr. Song, weâre here to apologize to Beibei. It was me. Iâve made a mistake. Although I didnât do it willingly, Iâve caused harm to Beibei. Iâ¦â
Song Zhou hugged his arms defensively.
âIâm afraid thatâs not possible. Young Madam is very busy and doesnât have time to chat with you. Although you didnât do it willingly, the fact remains that you bit the hand and fed you after Young Madam saved your sonâs life.â
âEven if you are not the instigators, you are still accomplices, so please leave!â Mrs. Zhangâs eyes were red as she begged, âMr. Song, please let us see Miss Tang. Our conscience canât be at ease if we donât apologize to her.â
âYou can ease your conscience after you saw her and apologized, but the harm youâve brought to others is indelible! Please go and be more careful in the future.â
The dark-skinned man behind Mrs. Zhang came forward and said, âMr. Song, Iâm Xiaoheâs father. Iâm really grateful to your young madam for saving my son, but my wife didnât do those things willingly. Please let us see our savior.â Xiaohe added quickly, âUncle Song, I heard from Uncle Zhang that youâre looking for the man in black. I saw him last time. I can draw him for you!â Song Zhou raised his eyebrows. âYou can draw him?â
Mrs. Zhang immediately explained, âMy son can draw. He can draw. He has studied art. The man in black only appeared briefly. We couldnât tell what he looked like, so I asked my son to look closely. They were less guarded against children, and my son got a clear front view of his face.â
Only then did Song Zhou let them in. He informed Jiang Jingchen and asked if he should inform Tang Beibei.
Jiang Jingchen went to the dance studio to get Tang Beibei.
Since the Zhangs had come to apologize, Tang Beibei should have heard it.
When the two of them came downstairs, Zhang Xiaohe was drawing with a pen. He had studied portrait drawing before.
When he finished drawing the manâs face, Song Zhou frowned.
They had seen this person before.
Zhang Xiaohe showed the portrait to Jiang Jingchen. âUncle Jiang, this is the man who threatened my mother, the person who wanted to harm Sister Tang.â âThanks.â Jiang Jingchen didnât take the portrait. He just glanced at it indifferently, his eyes calm.
Song Zhou immediately went up to take the portrait from Xiaohe. âAre you sure this is the person?â
Zhang Xiaohe raised his hand and swore, âIf Iâm lying, Iâll lose the use of my hand. Uncle Song, Iâm not lying to you!â
âThat would be for the best!â
Zhang Xiaohe turned to look at Tang Beibei and took out a belt from his bag.
It was the belt that Jiang Jingchen took off to save him.
âSister Tang, thank you for saving my life!â
Zhang Xiaoheâs knees fell to the floor, and he kowtowed to Tang Beibei.
Tang Beibei was so flustered that she stood behind Jiang Jingchen. âYou, please donât do this. I wanted to save your life. It has nothing to do with you. If it happened to another person, I would save them, too. Please get up.â
Zhang Xiaoheâs baby face was solemn as he said, âSister Tang saved me out of kindness, but we almost ruined your reputation. Itâs my fault, so I want to apologize.â
âMy mother and I donât expect you to forgive us, but we still want to express our apologies!â
Zhang Xiaohe wanted to kowtow again, but before his forehead touched the floor, Jiang Jingchen held his arm and pulled him up.
âYou donât have to apologize. You didnât mean to harm anyone. You were coerced and victims of someoneâs scheme.â
This thing wasnât entirely their fault.
Someone was trying to harm Tang Beibei and found them. That was how they got dragged in and received a fright.
He knew very well that his wife was not an extremist. She would understand that they didnât set out to harm her, so she wouldnât blame them.
However, this incident and its consequences affected her emotionally. It would take time for her to forgive and forget.
Although his little wife was kind, she was headstrong in her own way.
When Zhang Xiaohe heard his words, he smiled gratefully. âUncle Jiang, thank you for your understanding. Sister Tang, this thingâ¦â
Tang Beibei looked at the belt Xiaohe was holding and reached out to take it.
âIâll take this. Be careful when youâre playing next time. Donât be so careless again.â
âYes, I will. Sister Tang, can I give you a hug?â
âWellâ¦â
âNo!â
Jiang Jingchen glanced coldly at the young Zhang Xiaohe and snorted. How dare he hug his wife?
Everyone looked at Jiang Jingchen with his face cold and eyes gloomy.
âSong Zhou, see the guests off!â
The Zhangs were speechless.
Song Zhou rubbed his nose and asked them to leave quickly.
The Zhangs wanted to talk to Tang Beibei, but her husband had given them the expulsion order. They had no choice but to leave.
Mrs. Zhang said, âI brought some fresh vegetables from home. Please keep these.â
âNo, thanks, Mrs. Zhang!â Song Zhou wanted to tell them that his wife almost had a miscarriage because of their gifts last time. They wouldnât dare to eat their food anymore.
Vegetables and fruits were not expensive. They could afford to buy them.
The Zhangs left in disappointment. Song Zhou watched them walk away and sighed in his heart.
This family really didnât have good judgment.
Zhang Xiaohe knew that Tang Beibei and Jiang Jingchen were husband and wife, but he still called him Uncle Jiang and her Sister Tang.
He had separated them into two generations! How could Jiang Jingchen be happy?
No way!
Song Zhou turned and went back to the living room. He saw Tang Beibei holding the portrait drawn by Zhang Xiaohe.. She asked, âWho is this? Why does he want to harm me?â