Chapter 53 He found pleasure in looking at Jiang Miaomiao…

Upon hearing this, Jiang Miaomiao offered a false thank you: "Oh, thank you so much for giving my deceased mother a five-star review."

But Jiang Bainian refused, saying, "I would never want a child as a burden, whether it's a son or a daughter, I'd rather die than have one!"

Jiang Miaomiao clapped her hands: "Well said. Even tigers don't eat their cubs, Jiang Bainian, you're even more ruthless than a beast."

Jiang Zhengye retorted, "Nonsense! You're just still playful and don't understand the importance of offspring. You'll understand the importance of a son in a few years! I'll leave it at that: if He Peixue is carrying a boy, you should try your best to keep the child."

Jiang Miaomiao cheered, "Well said. Old Jiang, you still have a conscience; you're willing to spare someone's life."

"Shut up, you fence-sitters!" Jiang Bainian and Jiang Zhengye shouted in unison, then realized what they'd done, their high-spirited tone vanishing instantly, a lone pomelo leaf swaying gently by...

...Unable to conceal Jiang Miaomiao's sinister smile: "You guys, do you have the guts to say what you just said again?"

Jiang Zhongming is only in his early twenties. His daily hobbies include thrilling games like racing and skydiving, and he is not particularly interested in women.

The noise suddenly stopped.

Jiang Zhongming subconsciously looked up and met the pleading looks from his father and brother.

He looked back blankly, and his father and brothers blinked for help.

Lacking in understanding, Jiang Zhongming simply couldn't grasp the concept, so he turned and walked away.

"Hey, hey, hey, where are you going so late..." Jiang Bainian sensed that his younger brother had changed, and it was a fundamental change at that. "Where are you going?"

Jiang Bainian looked expectantly at Jiang Zhengye and Butler Xun: "Dad, something's not right with him."

“Indeed, there is a bit,” Jiang Zhengye said, staring at the doorway.

Steward Xun said, "Young people are not very steadfast, so the second young master is probably thinking of going astray."

Jiang Zhengye muttered, "What misstep is he trying to take?"

Butler Xun couldn't speak directly, but Jiang Miaomiao, being an outsider, dared to say something because she was uninvolved: "When Jiang Zhongming was confused and clueless, he could go against his conscience and call the police to arrest the poor illegal workers who were being used for entrapment. Now, in his anger, he wants to break people's hands and feet or kill them... That's quite normal, isn't it?"

"It can't be that bad, can it? It really can't be that bad!" Jiang Bainian glared at her and subconsciously dragged her out to chase after them.

During this sensitive period, everyone should be careful... Besides, murderers should pay with their lives... As for why he risked his life to drag Jiang Miaomiao away, Jiang Bainian can only say that it was truly subconscious, subconscious.

Fortunately, he made it in time. Not far from his doorstep, Jiang Zhongming was stopped by a sports car. But a well-maintained and beautiful woman got out of the car angrily and slapped him across the face.

The loud "crack" made everyone who arrived feel a sharp pain.

Strangely, Jiang Zhongming stood there numbly, letting the beautiful woman pull on his collar and fan him from side to side.

Seeing his submissive and humble demeanor, Jiang Miaomiao exclaimed in surprise, "Does Jiang Zhongming have a thing for May-December romances? That's a rather niche preference."

Butler Xun was taken aback and said, "Miss, it can't be that bad, can it?"

"To each their own, not everyone is like Lao Jiang and his friends who only like 18-year-old girls! Mature women have their own unique charm."

The old butler neither confirmed nor denied it.

"What are you saying? This is my mother! My own mother!" Jiang Zhongming suddenly turned around and shouted. It was rare for him to confront her directly; this was a sign of his utter defiance.

Jiang Miaomiao frowned and leaned back: "Oh dear, then I'll be quieter next time I talk badly about you behind your back."

Jiang Bainian, who had taken half a body length of step forward, immediately covered his head and hid, fearing he would be caught in the crossfire.

"Useless." Jiang Miaomiao spun around and delivered a long side kick, knocking Jiang Zhongming to the ground. Then she swung her fists and smashed him repeatedly, turning his eyes into swollen, bruised eyes, making him scream in agony.

"Stop! What right do you have to hit my son?!" Xu Hulan rushed over immediately. Even though she was disappointed in her son, she couldn't tolerate him being beaten.

"Didn't you see that I was acting in self-defense?"

"What nonsense about normal self-defense! This is deliberate retaliation and excessive self-defense!"

"It's better to over-defense than to get injured in self-defense."

Unable to stop the ruthless Jiang Miaomiao, Xu Hulan turned around and angrily confronted Jiang Zhengye: "What are you still standing there for? Do you want to see her beat your son to death?"

"I wasn't the one who hit you, so why are you yelling at me?" Jiang Zhengye was not polite to his hot-tempered ex-wife, but since she was his biological son, he only symbolically stopped her.

Unable to stop her, they called for Butler Xun, and the two of them, holding hands and feet, dragged Jiang Miaomiao backward.

Xu Hulan pulled Jiang Zhongming up, showing no concern whatsoever, her tone full of disappointment: "Now even cats and dogs can hit you? How could I have given birth to such a spineless child? Just like your own father, you're not presentable at all."

"You can discipline your son, but why are you taking it out on your father?" Jiang Zhengye was caught in the crossfire again.

Xu Hulan retorted, "Wasn't you supposed to support him after the divorce? He's such a hopeless case, isn't it all your fault for spoiling him?"

Jiang Zhengye retorted sharply, "You think I don't know how to raise a son? Then why didn't you take him with you when you divorced him? You, his own mother, just divorced him like that and abandoned him. At least I raised him to adulthood. I'm much better than you, a hands-off mother for twenty years!"

Xu Hulan retorted, "If I had known you would raise him to be like this, I would have put him back in the womb and never given birth to him!"

...

Jiang Miaomiao originally thought Xu Hulan would regret not fighting for custody, but she didn't expect her to say this? Another person who gives birth but doesn't raise their child, how disappointing.

She shook her head sarcastically, "It's rare to see two people over fifty arguing so passionately."

He turned to go back to his room to sleep, but Jiang Bainian rushed forward and grabbed the hem of his clothes, while his other hand was still holding onto the listless Jiang Zhongming.

Jiang Bainian's thick eyebrows furrowed tightly. "Zhongming is also your brother..." So let's not abandon him.

Jiang Miaomiao bent down and looked at Jiang Zhongming, who seemed to have been possessed. His eyes were red and he did look pitiful. So she said knowingly, "Cry, men can cry, crying is not a sin."

"You see through it but don't say it! Give me some face!" Jiang Bainian yelled at her for not protecting her younger brother.

"You think I have to give you face just because you need it? But when others beg you for a way to survive, do you give it to them?" Jiang Miaomiao coldly pulled her hand away, yawning as she went back to her room.

Jiang Bainian cursed, "...Are you really going to just ignore this? How can you be like this!"

Butler Xun sighed from the side, "Young Master, you still haven't figured out the Young Miss's ways."

Jiang Bainian was still confused: "What method?"

Steward Xun replied succinctly, "Equivalent exchange." This is also a principle for adults. Since neither party considers the other family, they should cooperate for mutual benefit, with profits flowing in and out.

However, Jiang Bainian and Jiang Zhongming truly did not understand, to the point that even outsiders could see that Jiang Zhengye's lineage had only one person, Jiang Miaomiao, who could fight!

***

Jiang Zhengye and his two younger brothers are now completely disgraced.

Honestly, Jiang Miaomiao was happy to see things go well, but fearing that others would see her barely suppressed joy, she hung up her leave request again and went for a stroll.

He appeared at Xie Liang's small startup company for the second time.

Jiang Miaomiao claimed that she was assessing the current size of his company and how much more cooperation it could absorb.

When Ren Ziwei found out, he also brought a pile of newspapers to join the fray. After all, the Jiang family had been making headlines every day recently, with too many scandals. It would be more interesting to get to know the parties involved.

The only one who was pitiful was Xie Liang.

His company is too small to accommodate two gods, so he only wants the goddess, not the celestial dog! That damned Ren Ziwei, after finishing his messy affair with Hao Luwei, started mocking him and barking incessantly every time they met.

Xie Liang finds looking at Jiang Miaomiao a pleasure, but looking at Ren Ziwei is unbearable and torturous!

"Come, come, here are the freshly printed newspapers." Ren Ziwei ignored him and warmly invited Jiang Miaomiao to sit down and happily share the pile of newspapers from different newspapers, all of which coincidentally carried three news items:

He Peixue underwent amniocentesis, and DNA testing confirmed that she and Jiang Bainian are father and son;

A major accident occurred during a car race in the suburbs, led by Jiang Zhongming and other wealthy second-generation individuals.

The history of Jiang Zhengye's eldest daughter and three sons turning against each other after returning from abroad...

"Look at these comments from famous figures; they're all criticizing your Jiang family members. You're better off, at least you're not fighting amongst yourselves, but your two younger brothers are lewd, extravagant, and social parasites. They've been nailed to the pillar of public humiliation, and they'll only be able to turn things around if they go to Mars and become the first people in the universe."

"Thank you so much, you're even happier than I am."

"You're welcome." Ren Ziwei patted Jiang Miaomiao's shoulder.

Jiang Miaomiao dismissively dialed the number, casually answering a few calls while her eyes lingered on the pile of newspapers. She had confirmed that besides Jiang Chengyu, Han Cuo and Song Xiyan were also involved in this public opinion manipulation... truly an unexpected yet perfectly logical behind-the-scenes manipulator!

She asked, "Do you have that scoundrel Han Cuo's phone number?"

Ren Ziwei immediately let out a strange "Ouch!": "You can't talk like that about rekindling old flames."

"I don't recall you being more talkative than an old woman!"

Ren Ziwei retorted even more obsequiously, "How dare you! Is this how you treat me when you beg for my help?"

“Now I understand why you hate him.” Jiang Miaomiao reached out to Xie Liang, who was gritting his teeth and grumbling.

The two high-fived, simultaneously glaring at Ren Ziwei with intense, burning contempt. The intense stares made Ren Ziwei feel extremely uncomfortable, so he quickly pulled out his phone and presented it to them with both hands.

Jiang Miaomiao found Han Cuo's contact information in her address book and called him using Ren Ziwei's phone.

The call connected quickly, and a lazy, chuckling voice answered: "Miaomiao?"

"You knew I would come looking for you?" She gestured for the two people beside her to be quiet.

Ren Ziwei and Xie Liang simultaneously reached out and covered each other's mouths. But Ren Ziwei was a bit cruel; he also covered Xie Liang's nose!

There was a pause on the other end, followed by a slightly raised tone, "Ren Ziwei is very mercenary. He only calls during holidays when he wants to squeeze money out of my Han Group's operating expenses. Now, with no holidays in sight and you two being so close, I guessed it was you."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Miaomiao glanced at Ren Ziwei, her lips silently gesturing: He said you are cheap.

"Excuse me?" Ren Ziwei was stunned for a moment, then quickly came to his senses. "Can Han Cuo be more despicable than me?" Hmph.

The other end of the phone: "..."

He then followed up with a confident statement, "What did you just provoke?"

"I didn't do anything, I swear to God I didn't even utter a sound." Jiang Miaomiao was very honest. "But Young Master Han, I was wondering why you got involved in my Jiang family's affairs? Ren Ziwei just woke me up. Are you trying to rekindle our old flame, or are you just being a masochist?"

The person on the other end of the phone was speechless: "..." After all, those words were so witty and made people chuckle: "Miaomiao, you're getting cuter and cuter."

"Not as greasy as Young Master Han."

Han Cuo on the other end of the phone laughed even harder, then slowly, his voice calmed down as he said, "Let's play again. You made me lose face back then, now it's my turn."

Jiang Miaomiao's eyes instantly sparkled: "Even if we're going to play, isn't the battlefield the wrong one?"

The voice on the other end of the phone said, "It's all the same to me."

Jiang Miaomiao: "Including business venues?"

The person on the other end of the phone said, "...Then let's set a limit, a stop loss of 100 million. Let's see if you lose 100 million first or I lose 100 million?"

Can I refuse?

"Of course not."

Jiang Miaomiao rolled her eyes. "For the sake of fairness, we agree on three rules: this bet cannot be announced to the public. Han is wrong; we'll only be competing in the Hong Kong City shopping mall."

The person on the other end of the phone said, "...Judging from that tone, are you not taking the business in Hong Kong seriously? Have you prepared a backup plan?"

"So perceptive?" Jiang Miaomiao replied lightly, "Why not just because I'm confident I can keep playing you?" Then she hung up the phone neatly and returned it to Ren Ziwei.

Ren Ziwei barely suppressed the urge to give a thumbs up. "Wow, that's impressive! I have to be the banker from the start. Don't worry, I'm betting everything on Han Cuo to win! If you win, you'll make me proud; money is just an external thing, it doesn't matter. If you lose, I'll win some money as psychological comfort, so I won't be too sad."

Jiang Miaomiao tried to manipulate him, saying, "You have to look at things from different angles. If I win, you lose money; if I lose, you lose face. Either way, you'll be sad."

Ren Ziwei rolled his eyes. "I'm not listening, you're just babbling on and on."

Jiang Miaomiao then used her phone to make another call: "Master Wen, do you have a user profile analysis of Song Xiyan?"

"Yes, I heard that this person did some in-depth analysis earlier! There's a lot of data, and it might be inconvenient for you to look at it if you only have your phone with you?"

She then glanced at Xie Liang and asked, "Do you have a projector?"

Xie Liang very considerately moved in.

The data sent by Wen Rongying was projected directly onto the wall, instantly covering the white wall with dense data graphics, leaving the two men dumbfounded: "What the hell is this?"

A child doesn't despise their mother for being ugly, so Jiang Miaomiao felt she had to defend herself: "Show some respect, this is my graduation project, 'User Profile'."

"The data originates from geolocation. Simply put, it involves obtaining the latitude and longitude information of your mobile phone, computer, etc., and then adding the time dimension to plot your movement trajectory, habits, and preferences. Wen was very interested in my previous research, and since we recently did some online sales promotion, he adapted it to the official product..."

Jiang Miaomiao rested her chin on one hand as she looked at the data analysis about Song Xiyan. Although they returned to Hong Kong at the same time, Song Xiyan's actions were truly impressive.

Having been in Hong Kong for several months, my activities have taken me to all the city's high-end entertainment venues and bars. My sleep schedule is completely out of control, and I stay in different hotels at least four nights a week…

Jiang Miaomiao suddenly remembered something, "Master, please retrieve He Peixue's current coordinates."

With a series of keystrokes, the second red dot on the projected map almost overlapped with Song Xiyan's coordinates.

Sure enough, Wen Rongying explained, "Song Xiyan's coordinates are reported via WiFi, while He Peixue's are reported via IP. The former has an error of 5 to 10 meters, while the latter has an error of 20 meters. The two are very close, less than 10 meters apart."

"Hmm." Originally, the portrait at most showed that Song Xiyan was a person driven by basic human needs like food and sex, and she had no right to judge. But now that she's involved with He Peixue...

Jiang Miaomiao carefully reviewed the feud between the two, "I only encountered her twice. The first time was when Han Cuo invited me to dance at the charity event but didn't invite her. Anyone with a normal sense would know that he deliberately ignored her, and although it had nothing to do with me, he insisted on blaming me. The second time was the night Jiang Zhongming was speeding, when she took the initiative to pick a fight and slander me. Does that mean that people become so petty when they have nothing better to do?"

Wen Rongying suddenly said, "Based on her pattern, she should appear at Le Ding Bar tonight."

Jiang Miaomiao clapped her hands: "That's perfect. I'll go over and meet her tonight."

Ren Ziwei recorded their conversation and tried his best to absorb the computer knowledge, but the knowledge was too hardcore for him to digest. He sighed and said, "With the way you guys play, do we newbies still have any privacy?"

Jiang Miaomiao nodded: "That's why governments around the world are now stepping in to intervene, emphasizing that user privacy should not be accessed arbitrarily."

Ren Ziwei pointed to the enlarged data on the screen, which listed even the number of times and how long the stays were. His excited voice shone, "You still managed to get this data, didn't you?"

He couldn't help but panic. What if he were the one being publicly humiliated one day? How could he save face?

Jiang Miaomiao advised, "Therefore, when using mobile phones and computers, do not easily grant access permissions. Once you open that door, it will be torn open by experts."

Ren Ziwei was skeptical: "It's that simple?"

She picked up her bag and was about to leave.

Ren Ziwei grabbed her hem and followed closely behind: "Hey, where are you going? I want to go too."

Jiang Miaomiao said expressionlessly, "I'm going to the women's restroom."

Ren Ziwei flattered, "I'll go too, sister."

Jiang Miaomiao said coldly, "Then I'll go die."

Ren Ziwei replied decisively, "I'll go too, to collect your body."

Jiang Miaomiao: "..."

Jiang Miaomiao: "I'm going to buy a tablet."

"I...I'll go shopping with you." Xie Liang excitedly raised his hand, but Ren Ziwei rudely rejected him, "You're a startup owner, how can you skip work? What will your employees think of you? What will your partners think of you?"

Oh, he makes a lot of sense.

Xie Liang glared in dissatisfaction, but he was also very angry that he had no chance to curry favor with his goddess.

However, when Ren Ziwei discovered that Jiang Miaomiao had really just gone to buy a tablet, there was no more gossip to be had.

Ren Ziwei was equally annoyed.