Chapter 230 It’s Jian Mo

Zhou Liangqi had been traveling around recently to solve the Zhou family's problem, and had just returned to Haicheng on a special plane. He first went to see the old man. He was as thin as ever, and slapped Zhou Liangqi in the face in front of the prison guards.

He didn't dodge and took it head-on.

"You dare to touch Zhou's original shares, you unfilial son!"

Zhou Liangqi licked the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue and tasted blood.

"I can't help it."

He rarely showed any lack of confidence, and his silence at this moment softened Zhou's father's heart. He sighed, and held Zhou Liangqi's face with his handcuffed hands, looking loving.

"You're in your prime, it's time to find someone to marry. Liang Qi, since Feiyue doesn't work, let's think of another way. It doesn't matter if I fail at the hands of the Huo family, but you can't."

These words are extremely meaningful.

After leaving the prison, Secretary Zhao had been waiting in the car. When he saw someone coming up, he was stunned for a moment, "Boss Zhou, what are you doing..."

Zhou Liangqi's face was extremely gloomy. He took out a tissue and wiped the corner of his mouth. "Let's talk about it."

Secretary Zhao handed over a copy of the latest newspaper. "Mr. Hu has been dismissed."

Zhou Liangqi paused, took the newspaper and read it, not believing the superficial article. "Reason?"

"He has always been a member of Feiyue's faction. Feiyue was recently in trouble, and he was inevitably involved. It is said that he was found out at this juncture."

"What a coincidence?" Zhou Liangqi folded the newspaper and threw it aside. "There was no sign of anything happening before I left Haicheng, but they investigated everything in just a few days. The higher-ups are really fast. Who's behind this?"

Hearing this, Secretary Zhao nodded, carefully glanced at his gloomy face, and after a long while dared to say: "There are rumors that Mr. Hu touched Huo Qichen's woman."

Zhou Liangqi suddenly looked straight at him, with a gloomy look before a storm in his eyes. He didn't dare to believe it, "Wen Yuan?"

Secretary Zhao lowered his head and said, "It's Jian Mo."

In an instant, all those violent storms erupted. Zhou Liangqi's forehead jumped, and he asked in a low voice, "Success?"

"No, they said Huo Qichen arrived just in time, and Mr. Hu was beaten up, and before he could recover, he was arrested."

Zhou Liangqi leaned back in the back seat and slowly closed his sore eyes. It was hard to tell what expression he had, but it seemed like he was relieved.

Secretary Zhao mustered up the courage to continue, "This matter has something to do with you. I found out that Jian Mo was taken away by Xu Xiaolin."

Just as he finished speaking, Zhou Liangqi's personal cell phone rang. He narrowed his eyes, looked at the number on it, and picked up the phone after a moment, "Qi Chen."

The weather was nice today, and Huo Qichen had a rare moment of free time, so he sat in the courtyard of Mingyuan and watered the flowers and plants with extremely graceful and smooth movements.

"I heard that you returned to Haicheng. Everything went well." He asked casually, holding the phone in one hand.

Jian Mo had just woken up from a nap. After a few days of rest, she felt much better. When she got up, she didn't find Huo Qichen. Ju Ma said that her husband was watering the flowers in the yard.

"He's in a good mood." Jian Mo said with a smile. Just as she was about to stride downstairs, she suddenly saw something in Ju Ma's hand. "Isn't this my rubber band?"

"Yes ma'am, it's all broken. I was just about to throw it away."

Jian Mo didn't care at first, but after taking a closer look, she found an unfamiliar hairband mixed in. "This doesn't look like mine. Where did you get it?"

"I found it when I was packing your and your husband's luggage when they returned from the hotel."

Jian Mo picked it up and saw a strand of light-colored hair, very long and curly, which was not hers.

Someone had entered the hotel room where she and Huo Qichen stayed, and this person must have a very close relationship with Huo Qichen, otherwise he would not have left a post on social media.

Ju Ma asked, "Is there any problem?"

Jian Mo put the hair tie back to its place, curved her lips and shook her head, "Go ahead."

She slowed down her pace and walked downstairs, and sure enough, she saw a man bending over to tend to the flowers and plants.

She seemed to be lost in thought. Since he rescued her last time, Xu Xiaolin was indeed not implicated, but many things had already caused a sensation in all walks of life in Haicheng. He seemed to no longer shy away from the identity of Mrs. Huo, and he also intended to let others know that she, Jian Mo, was Mrs. Huo.

What about Wen Yuan? Are you no longer afraid of Wen Yuan?

Xu Xiaolin was involved in the incident with Mr. Hu, and Xu's father was furious, but for some reason, after all the efforts, they could not find her. They only breathed a sigh of relief after the storm had passed.

That night, when Xu Xiaolin learned that Jian Mo had been rescued, she immediately ran to her father, knelt on the ground and begged him to save her. If Jian Mo didn't die, she would be finished too.

But after waiting for a few days, there was no news at all.

Xu Xiaolin finally recovered her composure and received an invitation from Zhou Liangqi. He invited her to a gathering on the top floor of Zhou Corporation. His voice was extremely gentle: "Xiaolin, I'm sorry for what happened last time. Come have a cup of tea and I'll apologize to you in person, okay?"

Xu Xiaolin couldn't help but feel her heartbeat quicken, pouring out all the grievances she had felt over the past few days: "Liang Qi...is it true?"

"certainly."

Zhou's company is equipped with high-end equipment everywhere, and there are special secretaries to guide the way. They are extremely professional: "Miss Xu, please come in."

There is a lounge in Zhou Liangqi's office, which is very spacious. Xu Xiaolin stepped in cautiously and saw him sitting at the table, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and making tea.

Xu Xiaolin suddenly felt like crying. This was the man she had admired for many years, and even his gentleness was just right.

Hearing the noise, Zhou Liangqi smiled and took off his glasses with one hand: "Come here."

Xu Xiaolin came back to her senses, hurried over, and bit her lip: "Liang Qi."

Zhou Liangqi responded and placed a cup of green tea in front of her. With his slender and clean fingers, he gestured for her to sit down.

“Although the Dahongpao trees from Wuyi Mountain are not among the most valuable, they are rare in recent years.”

Xu Xiaolin picked up the cup and took a sip. It was a little bitter, but very delicious, indescribably delicious.

After finishing a glass, she showed some grievance in her eyes, her eyes were red, but she still shouted: "These past few days, thanks to you, there have been so many rumors."

Zhou Liangqi filled her glass again and took her hand. On her wrist was the Cartier bracelet he had given her, covering the shallow scar.

He stroked it gently, and Xu Xiaolin trembled slightly.

He raised his eyes, his smile not reaching his eyes: "Do you hate me very much?"

Most people who know Zhou Liangqi know that he is cheerful by nature, not easily angered, and if he does, he never shows it on the surface. That kind of emotion is a slow poison, seeping in little by little, and by the time you realize it, it has already thrust you into hell.

The business world is full of strange and bizarre things, and it is inevitable that there will be some who challenge authority. Stopping these people will only serve as a warning to others.

Zhou Liangqi had personally been involved in the incident, and only Secretary Zhao knew about it.

He found the man's wife and children, because they were beautiful and scheming. If he tried to please someone deliberately, no one could resist him.

Soon, his wife was the first to fall on the front line, switching sides almost at the speed of light.