Chapter 5 Venting for Her

Li Yan trembled all over, shivered, and was unable to speak.

Jiang Jingyan had no patience and no manners at the moment.

He held the cigarette butt between his legs and pointed at Mrs. Zhang arrogantly, "I don't hit women, but you can. Chen Qing took a slap for you yesterday, so pay it back for her."

Li Yan hesitated to move.

Lian Zhuo observed the man's reaction from the corner of his eye.

He always felt that Jiang Jingyan was particularly irritable today.

Different from the intimidating power at work, this is an undisguised ferocious and bandit-like aura.

Mrs. Zhang was unconvinced. She put her hands on her hips and shouted, "It seems that store is really a good place. It has produced two people who want to climb up the social ladder. What? Are you still looking for revenge for that bitch from yesterday?"

Snowflakes were falling outside the window, and the man's brows seemed to be covered with frost.

Lian Zhuo snorted disdainfully, "Every wrong has its perpetrator. You hit the wrong person, yet you haven't even apologized, and you're still so arrogant. Could it be that the Zhang family has some powerful backing?"

Mrs. Zhang smiled proudly.

Zhang Zhao, who had been silent all this time, suddenly recognized the person in front of him and got goosebumps all over his body.

He stood up and used his shoulder to stop Mrs. Zhang, his voice distorted, "Mr. Jiang! My wife is blind and doesn't recognize the great man. Please forgive us, forgive us!"

Mrs. Zhang stared at the man in a daze, "Mr. Jiang...Mr. Jiang?"

The Zhang family had fought tooth and nail to break into the upper class last year, but even so, they were still sycophants. Zhang Zhao participated in various social events in the circle, and she occasionally followed him. She had heard of Mr. Jiang's name.

I messed with the wrong person...

Jiang Jingyan remained unmoved. He finished his cigarette and lit another one.

Zhang Zhao fell to his knees with a plop, his knees rubbing forward, "Mr. Jiang! We were wrong! Hit me to vent your anger—"

Lian Zhuo grabbed him by the collar and swung him with great force, causing his back to hit the table leg and he was immediately unable to make a sound.

In panic, Mrs. Zhang covered her face and screamed, "You are bullying me by taking advantage of your power!"

Lian Zhuo grabbed her shoulders and scowled, "It's the Zhang family who's bullying! A part-time student at the store was bullied by you for no apparent reason. At the police station, the police investigated the situation and found out that you were in the wrong. You were the bad guys who filed the complaint first, hoping to get the captain to suppress it. Mr. Jiang will pursue the matter according to the law!"

Mrs. Zhang couldn't bear his strength, her face turned pale and she kept shaking.

Jiang Jingyan put out his cigarette, leaned forward, propped up his elbows on his knees, and gritted his teeth. "Li Yan, your affair with Zhang Zhao has been exposed. You tricked Chen Qing into taking your place. Admit it."

Li Yan had already lost her mind with fear. Zhang Zhao's identity was the ceiling she could reach. Now that he was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, she dared not even breathe.

"Admit it..." She stammered, "I admit it, Mr. Jiang. I'll go and apologize to Chen Qing. I admit it!"

Jiang Jingyan chuckled lightly, his face cold, "Just admit it. I guess you made a deal with Chen Qing, did you keep it?"

"I...I'll give her the money. It's the agreed daily wage. I'll transfer it right away. Double! No! Triple!"

"No need." He stood up and unbuttoned his cuffs. "It's whatever it is. Mrs. Zhang—"

When the woman's name was called, her eyes became bloodshot and she looked horrified.

Lian Zhuo stepped back.

Jiang Jingyan rolled up his sleeves three times. Years of training had made the muscles in his arms very sharp and his tendons and bones exaggeratedly bulged.

He clamped his hands around Mrs. Zhang's cheeks and looked down at her. "Slap, piss on, strip, humiliate in public, how am I supposed to deal with you?"

Say it with more force.

Mrs. Zhang's jaw gradually became numb and she rolled her eyes.

Zhang Zhao retreated whimpering, fearing that Jiang Jingyan would attack him next.

Lian Zhuo looked at him with disdain, calling him a selfish, cowardly loser.

Jiang Jingyan had his own identity after all. In just half a minute, he let go of her and picked up the mineral water bottle on the table.

Rinse your hands.

Also rinse Mrs. Zhang.

Water flowed out from between the man's fingers, soaking Mrs. Zhang completely.

Lian Zhuo handed over the handkerchief, and he wiped it carefully and slowly, like a gentle and refined young man.

Mrs. Zhang was trembling with fear and didn't dare to look up. Strands of hair blocked her eyes, like nails of shame.

A nouveau riche, her family of modest status had always made her unacceptable to the wealthy wives. Her husband, a cheap saleswoman, had cheated on her. Initially, she had planned to tear the mistress apart, control Zhang Zhao, and bolster her power. Then, she would have the final say in everything in the Zhang family. In the upper class, every man was cunning, but which wife had her fortitude? But she hadn't anticipated the sudden appearance of a Cheng Yaojin.

Jiang Jingyan threw away the handkerchief and put on his coat. "Mrs. Zhang, since you hit someone, you must learn a lesson. I have no interest in your family affairs, but if someone's reputation is damaged by this, I don't mind working a little harder."

He raised his foot and stepped towards the door. "Also, Mr. Zhang, is your company clean?"

Such a nonchalant tone of voice shocked Zhang Zhao so much that his head buzzed.

It was the weekend and the club was bustling with singing and dancing.

The moment Jiang Jingyan walked out of the door, he heard the sound of the erhu strings.