Chapter 236 I must get her, no matter the means.

When Jiang Shiyuan saw that Fu Chong had suddenly disappeared again, she wasn't in a hurry. She just sat at the end of the banquet with Yin Meng, the little foodie, and ate slowly. In any case, she wanted to fill her stomach first.

During this time, several CEOs or technical elites from the industry came over to chat with Jiang Shiyuan or clink glasses with her. It was probably because of her heavenly beauty that most men could not resist her.

Jiang Shiyuan wasn't a bad drinker; she used to go out for meals and drinks with Su Xier often, and would get drunk when she was unhappy. So, she didn't pretend to be reserved and refuse the toasts from these bosses, but she didn't drink much either; she just took a small sip each time someone offered a toast.

It doesn't come across as a downer or aloof, nor does it appear overly attentive or unbecoming of a CEO.

"President Jiang, these men simply want to get close to you, drink and talk with you. They have absolutely no intention of discussing cooperation with you!"

Yin Meng angrily poured Jiang Shiyuan a glass of water, "You shouldn't drink with them anymore, you might get drunk, and they don't deserve it!"

Jiang Shiyuan laughed heartily, "This little bit of wine is just enough to moisten my throat. Don't worry, if I feel uncomfortable, I'll activate safety mode. That's all, I still have you by my side."

Yin Meng nodded, her little face serious like a female warrior, "That's right, that's right!"

"Actually, I understand what they're thinking. Didn't you see it just now? Some people backed away as soon as they heard about Eternal Technology, and they didn't even dare to drink with me. They're probably afraid that I'll take this opportunity to solicit investment and discuss cooperation with them."

Jiang Shiyuan calmly took a sip of water and smiled helplessly, "Let's take it slow. There's no other way but to make ourselves stronger."

"Hmph! This is all Chairman Jiang's doing! If he weren't so short-sighted and greedy, Mr. Jiang, you wouldn't be in such a difficult situation..."

As she spoke, Yin Meng's eyes lit up, "President Jiang, President Fu is walking this way!"

Jiang Shiyuan's eyes flickered slightly, and sure enough, she saw Fu Chong, dressed in a sharp suit, staring intently at her as he walked straight toward her.

This drew sidelong glances from the female guests on both sides, who began to whisper among themselves.

"Isn't that the president of the Fu Group? He's so handsome, a true young talent!"

"I heard he's a ruthless character. The Fu family has connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles, and they can even go toe-to-toe with the Xie family. You can imagine how formidable this President Fu is."

"How intimidating are they? Even the most intimidating person will bow down to a beautiful woman and kneel for her beauty. Look, isn't he heading straight for that lady?"

Fu Chong has always been high-profile in his actions, and coincidentally, he had just finished a very unpleasant conversation with Xie Jinghuai. He was still angry, so he became even more high-profile.

He couldn't wait for everyone to see that he was going to see Jiang Shiyuan.

His target is Jiang Shiyuan!

"President Fu." Out of politeness, Jiang Shiyuan stood up and smiled slightly.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Jiang, for keeping you waiting. Please have a seat!" Fu Chong apologized to her apologetically, his manner impeccable.

The two sat down, their seats close together.

They were already close by, and coincidentally, they both wanted to get a cup to drink water at the same time. Jiang Shiyuan's fair hand and Fu Chong's large hand accidentally bumped together lightly.

"Excuse me..." Jiang Shiyuan quickly withdrew her hand.

Fu Chong stared intently at her. The touch just now felt like a feather brushing against his knuckles, tickling him and igniting the already restless fire in his heart.

"Why does it seem like Mr. Jiang is a little afraid of me? Do I look scary?"

Jiang Shiyuan smiled faintly, "No, Mr. Fu has misunderstood."

“I know you’re somewhat wary of me, because I have the Fu family backing me.”

Fu Chong leaned back leisurely, flicked his fingers lightly with his left hand on the table, and brought the glass to his lips with his right hand. "Although our Fu family is a prominent family in the capital, our reputation has never been as good as that of the Xie family, whose ancestors were ennobled and appointed as prime ministers. My reputation has never been very good either."

Jiang Shiyuan listened, her eyes expressionless.

Fu Chong is clearly trying to create a persona for himself here, but unfortunately, while the king is interested, the goddess is not.

She didn't care what kind of person Fu Chong was; she only cared whether Fu Chong genuinely wanted to discuss cooperation with her.

Fu Chong looked sincere. "But I hope that President Jiang will not be affected by those rumors, and that we can get along well."

"Mr. Fu is overthinking it."

Jiang Shiyuan's expression was calm, and she smiled with composure and elegance. "I don't care what kind of person you are in private. As long as you are a person with principles and bottom line in the business world, and a person who keeps their word, then I think we will definitely be good partners in the future."

Fu Chong narrowed his eyes slightly.

By saying this, Jiang Shiyuan not only distanced himself from him, classifying him only as a partner, but also put him on a pedestal.

Previously, he had confidently stated that he wanted to discuss cooperation with her. If he were to go back on his word, wouldn't he become a cowardly scoundrel who has no principles, no bottom line, and goes back on his word?

This woman is truly remarkable; he underestimated her.

However, no woman who can marry Xie Jinghuai is naive.

Lin Zhixin said it was arranged by Old Madam Xie, but what really happened behind the scenes? Did this woman use some tricks to control Xie Jinghuai? Who knows?

Thinking of this, Fu Chong's gaze towards Jiang Shiyuan gradually revealed a greedy desire, like that of a wild wolf.

Whether or not to provide perpetual investment is another matter.

But his desire to win Xie Jinghuai's heart grew stronger and stronger.

So, Fu Chong changed the subject, leaned close to her ear, and spoke in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"President Jiang, forgive me for asking a question I shouldn't have, but your husband is the president of the prestigious Xie Group. Your mother's company is in trouble, so as her son-in-law, shouldn't he be the one who helps you solve your problems the most?"

Jiang Shiyuan's back stiffened, and she suddenly gripped the water glass tightly.

"Back then, he could generously spend 500 million yuan on Chairman Lin's Yuntu Oriental. Now that his wife's company is in trouble, for the wealthy and powerful President Xie, he could probably keep running forever by dusting himself off, right? Why does President Jiang have to personally step in, find connections, and attract investment?"

Fu Chong's every word was meant to provoke Jiang Shiyuan and probe their marital status: "Seeing your wife, whom you keep at home, showing her face in public for money, and being wronged in public today, doesn't President Xie feel any pity for you at all?"

"President Fu, how did you find out about my relationship with President Xie?" Jiang Shiyuan's face remained calm, showing no emotion.

"Just now."

Fu Chong turned to the side and looked directly at her. "Guess who asked me to go outside to talk?"

Jiang Shiyuan's breathing became heavy. "Xie Jinghuai?"

"As expected of Mr. Xie's woman, she understands immediately."

Fu Chong rested his elbows on the armrest, loosely clenched his fists, and propped them against his temples. "He not only told you about your relationship with him, but he also doesn't want me to have any private dealings with you, Mrs. Xie."

Therefore, Mrs. Xie should understand the immense pressure I'm under to come see you. If Mr. Xie saw this, do you think he'd be so angry he'd jump on the table and give me a good beating?

Jiang Shiyuan felt as if her chest was stuffed with damp cotton, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

During the day, Xie Jinghuai sent people disguised as staff members to try and get rid of her. At night, he approached Fu Chong, intending to intercept anyone who might help her, isolate her, drive her to despair, leave her helpless, and ultimately force her to beg him for help!

Ha, you idiot Jinghuai, calling you a dog is an insult to dogs!

Jiang Shiyuan was so angry she almost bit her teeth to pieces. She was so frustrated that she picked up a glass of champagne from the table, tilted her head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

“President Jiang…” Yin Meng looked at her with concern.

Fu Chong raised an eyebrow slightly, secretly pleased.

It seems that their marriage is nearing its end.

Xie Jinghuai refused to help the Jiang family's company, which was on the verge of collapse, and spent all his time with Miss Jiang's sister. Their marriage seemed to have been a mere formality for a long time.

Xie Jinghuai's outburst at him was nothing more than a possessive dog going mad. He wouldn't allow anyone else to touch even bones he had gnawed on and no longer wanted.

With such deep-seated conflicts between them, this is the perfect opportunity for him to take advantage of their vulnerability. A married woman, unhappy in her marriage and struggling at work, certainly needs a man's comfort.

Even, to cherish.

He is the best at pampering women, especially in bed.

No woman who has been intimate with him can forget him. No matter how reserved or aloof she pretended to be before, she will eventually be easily manipulated by him and grovel at his feet.

Perhaps Jiang Shiyuan would be different. But he didn't think she would be an exception.

"Marriage is marriage, and work is work; we've always kept to ourselves. Whether he's willing to help me or not is his prerogative; I won't force him, and I've never expected anything from him."

Jiang Shiyuan's beautiful eyes curved slightly, her tone calm and magnanimous, "However, if President Fu is worried that he might retaliate because of my relationship with Xie Jinghuai, which would make things difficult for you, then I will not force you."

It was a pleasure meeting Mr. Fu. Until we meet again.

After saying that, she stood up decisively without the slightest hesitation.

"etc!"

Fu Chong grew anxious and suddenly grabbed her slender forearm with his large hand, his fingers tightening around her. "Did I say I was scared? I've grown up and I don't even know how to write the word 'fear'."

"But Mr. Jiang, aren't you afraid that contacting me will make your wife at home jealous and put you in a difficult position?"

"I'm not afraid," Jiang Shiyuan said resolutely.

Fu Chong's lips slowly curved upwards as he gently pulled her down, "Sit down, let's talk in detail."

So what if she's a married woman? So what if she has children?

This woman is exactly his type.

He would do anything to get her.

The entire conversation between the two was observed by Xie Jinghuai, who was sitting in the dim light. He felt a sudden tightness in his chest and slammed the wine glass in his hand onto the table.

With a snap, the glass separated from the stem, spilling champagne all over his hands.

Xie Jinghuai, who always prided himself on being a well-mannered young nobleman, almost cursed on the spot. He pulled out a napkin and wiped his fingers until they were red.

It seems that going to give that stupid woman a good talking-to won't work.

Xie Jinghuai stood up abruptly, his face grim.

Just as he was about to go over, a bodyguard approached him with a worried expression:

"Mr. Xie, Miss Lin is suddenly feeling very unwell. Her face is deathly pale, and her clothes are almost soaked with sweat."

Xie Jinghuai's heart jumped instantly, and he asked urgently, "Where is Miss Lin?"

"He's resting on the sofa in the outer hall, Mr. Xie, why don't you go and take a look?"

Xie Jinghuai frowned, and as soon as he moved, he couldn't help but look in Jiang Shiyuan's direction.

At this moment, the woman smiled radiantly and chatted amiably with Fu Chong.

"You, stay here and keep an eye on the young mistress. Report to me immediately if anything happens!"

"Yes, Mr. Xie!"

Immediately, the man turned around and hurried off to see Lin Zhixin.

...

"Zhixin!"

"Ahem, Brother Jinghuai..."

Lin Zhixin, pale as a ghost, struggled to stand. Xie Jinghuai strode over to her, gently placing his large hands on her shoulders, his voice filled with concern:

"Don't move, just stay still."

“Brother Jinghuai, thank you for coming to see me…” Lin Zhixin’s long, moist eyelashes trembled slightly.

Xie Jinghuai stood in front of her and asked gently, "Is your old problem acting up again? Did you bring your medicine?"

Lin Zhixin nodded and smiled bitterly, "I ate it, but it doesn't seem to be of much use anymore."

"How could this happen?" Xie Jinghuai frowned deeply.

"It might be time to adjust the dosage of the medication..."

Lin Zhixin raised her face, which was covered in fine sweat, and the tears at the corners of her eyes trembled and seemed about to fall, as if they would burn the man's heart. "Brother Jinghuai, you should go in quickly. I'll rest here for a while and then go back..."

I really regret coming with you tonight. My body is so useless... If others see me, a sickly person, by your side, it would be embarrassing for you, Brother Jinghuai.

“I never felt that you embarrassed me. And I can’t just leave you here alone and do nothing.”

Xie Jinghuai bent down and helped Lin Zhixin up. "I'll take you to the hospital to get checked out first. Once I'm sure you're okay, I'll take you home."

"Really, it's not necessary, Brother Jinghuai..."

"No," the man insisted.

Lin Zhixin slowly stood up, and Xie Jinghuai naturally put his arm around her slender waist and helped her walk forward slowly.

She leaned against the man of her dreams, a smug, sinister smile playing on her lips.

The mother's tactic of "retreating to advance" proved to be consistently effective.

Whether it's his former father or the Jinghuai brother in front of him, most men fall for this kind of thing, without exception!

Before Xie Jinghuai came to find her, she had already asked her mother to secretly arrange everything.

Tonight, that bitch Jiang Shiyuan is sure to have an unforgettable night.

Xie Jinghuai personally helped Lin Zhixin into the car, and Han Xu saw his attentive care and felt a surge of anger.

Why does this scheming woman always seem to fall ill at these particular times? Is she really sick or faking it? It's utterly bizarre!

“Mr. Xie, your wife is here tonight too, I think it would be better if you stayed. I'll take Miss Lin home,” Han Xu couldn't help but suggest.

Xie Jinghuai paused slightly, then said, "No need, I'll do it."

"..." Han Xu looked disappointed.

Fortunately, the wife didn't see this.

The Rolls-Royce drove out of the underground parking lot.

At the same time, all three people in the car heard a deafening roar coming from above.

Xie Jinghuai rolled down the car window and looked up at the night sky. "What's that noise? It's so noisy."

Han Xu also looked up at the sky in surprise, "It seems... something big just flew up to the hotel roof, it looked like a helicopter?"

Xie Jinghuai looked somewhat puzzled, but without thinking much of it, he rolled up the car window again.

A few minutes later—

On the hotel's rooftop helipad, a helicopter landed precisely, and a fierce, powerful hurricane swept across the ground.

As the cabin door opened, Fu Chenzhou's peach blossom eyes were as dark as a long winter night. He stepped out, his casually tied black tie and black trench coat fluttering wildly in the wind.

For a full five hours, without a break or a break, my eyes were bloodshot from exhaustion.

He finally arrived just in time.