Chapter 38 How much money can save her from returning to the Jin family?

Jiang Yuncheng's words struck Jiang Xingyao like a blow to the head, leaving her somewhat dazed.

Jiang Xingyao immediately thought of the time at the Jiang family home, when Jiang Yuncheng made a video call and saw Qu Xinting's cold eyes looking at her.

It was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head, causing Jiang Xingyao to lose all her body temperature.

Even though the facts are already laid bare.

But Jiang Xingyao wanted to try again.

Ignoring Jiang Yuncheng's words, she knocked on the door of the sanatorium.

Jiang Yuncheng didn't seem anxious or annoyed. He followed Jiang Xingyao at a leisurely pace until she finished looking at the last ward. Only then did he say, "See, Yaoyao? Daddy told you, you can't find her unless you listen to Daddy. So, how about we consider our deal?"

"Why should I believe you?" Jiang Xingyao asked.

Even though she had a premonition the moment she saw Jiang Yuncheng, Jiang Xingyao still felt a sense of emptiness when she actually searched all the wards and still couldn't find Qu Xinting.

Jiang Yuncheng said, "Besides trusting me, do you have any other choice? Unless you don't want your mother anymore."

The threat in his words was obvious.

Jiang Xingyao looked at Jiang Yuncheng, who always had a smile on his lips, a smile of complete confidence.

He was certain she would compromise.

Jiang Xingyao wanted nothing more than to tear off his pretentious facade.

But she simply couldn't do it.

As long as her mother remains in this man's hands, she will be subject to his control.

Jiang Yuncheng then said, "I've heard some of what you've been up to lately. I don't care what you think, starting today, you're going back to the Jin family and being a good Mrs. Jin. Before my patience runs out, hurry up and give birth to the child."

otherwise…

You know your mother listens to me the most. Do you think she'd hesitate if I told her to commit suicide?

In the silent ward, Jiang Yuncheng's words echoed in Jiang Xingyao's ears like the whispers of a devil.

Jiang Xingyao's body was trembling uncontrollably.

She leaned against the wall to keep herself from collapsing, and said, "You dare! Jiang Yuncheng, if you dare to touch my mother, don't even think about getting a single penny from me."

"I didn't want to be so cruel to Tingting and me after so many years of marriage."

But if I don't have the money to save the Jiang family, I have no will to live. If I die, Tingting will definitely not live on alone.

"So Yaoyao, even for your mother's sake, you should take good care of your father," Jiang Yuncheng said.

"You're disgusting," Jiang Xingyao said coldly.

Jiang Yuncheng wasn't annoyed: "Say what you want, I just want the money. Yao Yao, I'm only giving you one day to go back to the Jin family."

"How much money do you want?" Jiang Xingyao didn't speak, but a clear male voice interrupted.

The voice was so familiar that Jiang Xingyao suddenly looked up and saw the senior management of the sanatorium accompanying Shen Mingsu as they walked in.

The words you just heard were spoken by Shen Ming.

Jiang Xingyao looked very embarrassed.

She never expected to run into Shen Mingsu here, especially when she was at her most vulnerable.

Jiang Yuncheng was stunned for a moment. He looked at Shen Mingsu and noticed the watch on the other's wrist first. It was a custom-made watch that cost at least tens of millions.

The fact that someone can casually wear such an expensive watch on their wrist, especially at a relatively insignificant occasion, is enough to show that this person is of extraordinary status, and such a valuable watch is not worth caring about to them.

Jiang Yuncheng immediately put on a smile: "Hello sir, may I ask who you are?"

"This is President Shen, the heir to the Shen Group. He's here at our sanatorium today to do charity work." The sanatorium's director introduced Jiang Yuncheng.

She deliberately emphasized the word "charity," and her words carried a hint of sarcasm.

The Mr. Jiang we just saw also came in under the guise of doing charity, but after asking all sorts of questions and causing a ruckus, he not only didn't donate a single penny, but also wasted a lot of their time.

The dean didn't give Jiang Yuncheng a friendly look.

Unfortunately, the Jiang family was quite influential in the capital, and she, a mere dean, dared not offend them, so she could only mutter a few complaints in her heart.

Shen Ming said, "Compared to the identity of President Shen, I think it would be more appropriate to say that I am Ms. Jiang's friend in this situation."

Director, I've already looked through the situation at the sanatorium. As for the funding, you can go directly to my assistant for approval.

I have something to discuss with this gentleman, and I would appreciate it if the dean could provide us with a quiet place.

"Oh, okay, okay, let's talk in my office then." Shen Ming was very generous; the amount he was going to donate this time was already several years' worth of expenses for the sanatorium, and the director was even more polite to him.

In the dean's office, after the dean made tea for them, he tactfully withdrew.

Jiang Xingyao said somewhat awkwardly, "Mr. Shen, I already owe you enough. This matter has nothing to do with you, so please don't interfere. I'll treat you to dinner to thank you later after I've resolved things."

“Miss Jiang, you’re too kind. Didn’t I say we’re friends? A friend’s business is my business. Now that we’ve run into each other, how can I just stand by and do nothing?” Shen Ming said.

He then looked at Jiang Yuncheng: "How much money do you need to stop forcing her to return to the Jin family?"

Jiang Yuncheng's eyes darted around, his gaze constantly shifting between Shen Mingsu and Jiang Xingyao. He said, "Mr. Shen, I don't understand what you mean. My daughter is already a member of the Jin family. Isn't it only right that I let her return to the Jin family? What you're saying..."

Jiang Yuncheng's words were full of probing.

The Shen family and the Jin family are both top-tier wealthy families in the industry.

Even if the Shen family is not as powerful as the Jin family, they are not far off, and their influence is not to be underestimated. They are not people he can reach.

Jiang Xingyao is a useless woman. As Mrs. Jin, she is not liked by Jin Qingyu and has not been able to conceive for a whole year.

But now, the heir of the Shen family clearly treats her differently.

Perhaps he can get something out of this person.

He could also help Jiang Xingyao cultivate a good relationship with this CEO Shen, so that if Jiang Xingyao were ever kicked out of the Jin family in the future, she would have a way out.

A calculating glint quickly appeared in Jiang Yuncheng's eyes.

“Miss Jiang is Mrs. Jin, but before that, she is first and foremost herself. Even if you are her father, you should not force her to do things she doesn’t like.”

"If she wanted to go back to the Jin family herself, I, as her friend, wouldn't say anything. But now she clearly doesn't want to go back. Tell me, how much money would it take to stop you from pressuring her?" Shen Mingsu said.

The man unbuttoned his cuffs, rolled up his sleeves slightly, and tapped the table with his fingertips, the rhythmic sound like hammering on Jiang Yuncheng's heart.

He was handsome and fair-skinned, and looked like a refined scholar, yet Jiang Yuncheng felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Jiang Yuncheng swallowed hard, and tentatively extended one hand.

"Fifty million?" Shen Ming asked.

Before Jiang Yuncheng could speak, Jiang Xingyao became anxious: "Mr. Shen, he's just sick, you don't need to take him seriously."

Jiang Xingyao didn't know why Shen Mingsu, whom she wasn't particularly close to, kept helping her.

All she knew was that if he accepted Shen Mingsu's help this time, she would never be able to repay this debt of gratitude.

She couldn't wait to persuade Shen Mingsu to give up the idea.

Jiang Yuncheng was even more anxious than Jiang Xingyao. He roared, "Shut up! Who gave you the right to speak here?"

Turning to Shen Mingsu, he smiled broadly again: "Yes, fifty million, just fifty million. She can go back to the Jin family whenever she wants, and I promise I won't rush her anymore."

“Okay.” Shen Ming said, taking a piece of paper, writing a few words, and pushing it in front of Jiang Yuncheng. “Sign and put your fingerprint on it, then go out and find my assistant to write a check.”

Jiang Xingyao glanced at it; it was a guarantee he had written on the spot, making Jiang Yuncheng promise not to threaten her with this matter again.

"Mr. Shen, no need, I..."

"Thank you, Mr. Shen. I'll be going now. You and Yao Yao can have a good chat."

Before Jiang Xingyao could even finish refusing, Jiang Yuncheng had already signed the document impatiently.

As if afraid of something going wrong, he ran even faster and was out the door in the blink of an eye.

Only Jiang Xingyao and Shen Mingsu remained in the room.

Jiang Xingyao said, "Mr. Shen, I'm so sorry to have made you laugh again. Could you please give me your account number so I can transfer this money to you?"

Jiang Xingyao had always known that Jiang Yuncheng was a bottomless pit; trying to appease him with money would never end.

At first, she just wanted to maintain a stalemate with Jiang Yuncheng.

But now, because Shen Mingsu has interfered, things have completely deviated from her plan.

However, since the other party meant well, Jiang Xingyao had no choice but to accept the favor.

The only saving grace is that Shen Mingsu's intervention was able to intimidate Jiang Yuncheng for a while.

“We’re all friends, Miss Jiang, there’s no need for you to be so polite. Besides, I’m doing this on conditions. Miss Jiang knows I’m a businessman, and I don’t do business at a loss.”

The reason I helped Miss Jiang today is because I admire her talent. If Miss Jiang is truly grateful to me, she might as well sign up with our Shen family.

I know you might not be used to traveling around for performances, so how about composing music behind the scenes?

Consider this 50 million as payment for poaching Mrs. Jin to work for me. What do you think, Miss Jiang?

Shen Mingsu's voice carried a hint of teasing, like a joke between friends, and did not put too much pressure on people.

Jiang Xingyao was genuinely hesitant this time.

She will not only have to raise the baby, but also take care of Qu Xinting.

If she's just composing music behind the scenes, even if she's pregnant now, it won't interfere with her work.

Most importantly, all the savings she had accumulated over the years were still in Xiyuan, and she didn't have enough money to repay Shen Mingsu in a short time.

"Ms. Jiang, there's no need to rush to answer me. You can take your time to consider it. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. If you really don't want to come, just consider it..."

“I’m willing, Mr. Shen, I want to give it a try.” Jiang Xingyao interrupted Shen Mingsu.

She deserves a new life.

She didn't want to be the pampered Mrs. Jin that others talked about.

She can also shine in her area of ​​expertise.