Chapter 1143
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
1143 Please donât let Jiang beiming kill me
The more master Jiang read, the uglier his face became.
At the end, he was so angry that his hands trembled, and he almost couldnât hold the documents.
Ye Mengâs eyes were cold as he glanced at Jiang He, listing all of his crimes to the public.
âFive years ago, young master Jiang took a fancy to a classmate. He expressed his love for her, but the girl didnât like him and rejected his courtship. Young master Jiang flew into a rage out of humiliation, so he hired a group of hooligans outside the school. The group of hooligans took his orders and raped the girl. The girl was in despair and chose to call the police without hesitation. However, the next day, when the family pushed open the girlâs door, they saw her slit her wrist to commit suicide.â
âThree years ago, young master Jiang went to a bar to play and had a conflict with a man. On the spot, he beat the man until he was covered in bruises. The manâs leg was broken. In order to quell the matter, Madam Jiang had threatened and bribed that man, telling him not to speak of this matter to anyone else, and even more so not to tarnish the Jiang familyâs reputation. After that, young master Jiang seemed to think that one leg wasnât enough to extinguish the anger in his heart, so he sent someone to break the manâs other leg.â
âTwo years ago, he used the Jiang familyâs reputation to open a bar outside. In the two months since the bar opened, countless girls had been drugged and humiliated in the bar. Young master Jiang sent someone to warn them not to call the police, or else they would be dead. Young master Jiang, all these crimes and sins were committed by you because of the Jiang familyâs reputation.â
âI followed these crimes and investigated them one by one, and I discovered a shocking truth. That was, at the end of every incident, the person who had cleaned up young master Jiangâs mess and covered up for his crimes was Madame Jiang. Young master Jiangâs crimes arenât limited to just these few. If we continue to investigate, Iâm afraid that there will be even more people who would want such a scum to stay in the Jiang family. Isnât this really pushing the Jiang family into a pit of fire?â
Jiang Heâs thoughts started to crumble as ye Meng spoke.
His mind was blank.
He only felt that he was finished, completely finished.
Qiao Fengâs face was full of shock. She had not expected Jiang beiming to have someone investigate her sonâs past.
Didnât she already spend money to settle all these things?
How did Jiang beiming manage to find out?
Qiao Fengâs body trembled and she grabbed Jiang Haiâs arm in a panic.
âHubby, Zhenzhen didnât do anything to he âer. Theyâre clearly slandering him. You canât be incited by them and believe their slanderous words.â
Jiang hai could not believe what ye Meng had just said.
He looked at Qiao Feng in a daze, watching as she explained herself in a flustered and guilty manner.
Master Jiang listened to Qiao Feng, still unwilling to repent even at this moment-
He was furious.
He raised the documents in his hand and threw them at Qiao Feng.
âSlander? Oh, Yingluo, okay. Then let me take a good look at what kind of slander is this. The photos and words on it even require the signatures and handprints of the victims. Could they all be forged? Donât think that weâre all fools and can be fooled by you for the rest of our lives.â
Qiao Fengâs face turned pale, as if she had fallen into an ice cave.
She couldnât say another word. She seemed to see those bloody eyes staring at her without blinking.
Jiang hai raised his head and stared at the scattered papers.
He looked at the shocking photos and looked at the people that his wife and son, who he had always trusted, had done.
He felt that everything was just a dream.
The paper fell and landed on his face ...
He could almost feel the despair of the victims when they encountered these things.
Brother Jiangâs eyes were cold.
He looked down at Jiang He.
âIâm glad I didnât let you succeed in tonightâs plan. Otherwise, do you think youâll still be alive?â
Master Jiang was furious. He said coldly, â âWhat stupid thing is he trying to do tonight? Tell me, Iâd like to see how long heâll keep wreaking havoc on our Jiang family.â
Once brother Jiang recalled Jiang Heâs scheme against him and Lan Xiao, he would be reminded of the time he spent with Lan Xiao.
He felt his heart burning with anger.
If the plan really succeeded, the sky of Jin capital would probably collapse.
Everyone would have to pay a heavy price for this.
As for him and Lan Xiao, they would completely fall into the abyss.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes.
âEveryone in Jin capital knows that LAN Xuxu is Wen Muchuâs girlfriend. As for who Wen Muchu is, I think we all know. The presidentâs only son, the future president of S Empire, Qianqian.â
âJiang He is planning to drug me tonight to take revenge on Lan Xiao and me for his own benefit. He also wanted me to Sully Lan Xiao and then let the media expose my affair with Lan Xiao. At that time, Lan Xiao and I will become the target of public criticism, Yingluo.â
Master Jiangâs eyes were filled with shock. His voice trembled.âIf Yingluo, if this matter is successful, then our Jiang familyâs Yingluo ...â
Brother Jiangâs lips curved up slightly and he smiled coldly.
âThe complete destruction of our Jiang family is but a matter of the snap of a finger. No one knows better than me how important Lan Xiao is to Wen Muchu. The current Wen Muchu had almost half of the S Empireâs political power in his hands. Wen zhihuai had high hopes for his son. Grandpa, you can imagine what Wen Muchu would do to me if I hurt Lan Xiao. How would he treat our Jiang familyâs Qianqian?â
Master Jiangâs body trembled uncontrollably. He didnât dare to continue thinking about the consequences.
That would be a disaster.
No matter who it was, no one in the Jiang family could escape.
âBastard, youâre so stupid. This is pushing our Jiang family into the fire pit, Yingluo!â
Master Jiang was furious. He picked up a glass cup next to him and smashed it on Jiang Heâs head.
Qiao Feng jumped in shock and wanted to rush forward to block it, but she was too late.
The glass cup smashed into Jiang Heâs forehead.
Bright red blood gushed out.
The room was instantly filled with the thick smell of blood.
Qiao Feng rushed forward and covered the bleeding wound.
...
âBlood, thereâs so much blood.â
Jiang Heâs vision was almost blinded by blood.
He didnât dare to say another word.
He could feel the waves of killing intent coming at him.
Fear, fear, emerged little by little.
He hugged Qiao Feng back and sobbed in a low voice. mom, Iâm in so much pain. Iâm so scared. You must protect me. Donât let Jiang beiming kill me.
Given Jiang beimingâs hatred for him, he had no doubt that the killing intent in his eyes was fake.