Chapter 54 Meeting you was the greatest stroke of luck in my life

"Is this what you call 'absolutely foolproof'?"

Wen Jinliang's hand gripping the phone was bulging with veins, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was a bloodthirsty red in his eyes.

The voice on the other end of the receiver was furious: "How can you blame me for all this? You're such a big Wen family, and you didn't even check the items before using them! Now that this has happened, you're blaming me? Wen Jinliang, you can't be so ungrateful!"

"Ungrateful?" Wen Jinliang sneered several times. "Qiao Zhenhuai, don't forget, if I hadn't covered for you, you would have been caught red-handed three years ago and sent to jail. Would you still be here making sarcastic remarks?"

It would have been better if this matter hadn't been brought up, because mentioning it only fueled Qiao Zhenhuai's anger: "Isn't it all your good son's fault! All these years have been peaceful, but if he hadn't suddenly come back and insisted on interfering, I wouldn't have had to live in such fear." He paused, still somewhat uneasy, and softened his tone, asking with a hint of ingratiation, "Are you sure you've handled things properly with Shen Xingduo? There won't be any problems, right?"

A sinister glint flashed in Wen Jinliang's eyes: "I don't act like you, so soft-hearted. I made thorough preparations the day Wen Hong suddenly revealed that she wanted to return to the company."

Qiao Zhenhuai finally breathed a sigh of relief and complained, "Your son has always been a troublemaker. Now he's showing no mercy to his own father. If it weren't for your sake, I would have..."

Even if he didn't say it, Wen Jinliang understood what he was about to say.

He lit a cigarette, and with a crisp click of the lighter, a faint light appeared in the dark room.

Wen Jinliang stared at the light, his gaze following it slowly until the cigarette between his fingers broke into a piece of ashes. He gritted his teeth and made a decision.

Although his relationship with Wen Hong wasn't very harmonious, as his only son, he valued him highly.

In his heart, Wen Hong was not like Wen Miao.

As a girl, Wen Miao only needs to be pampered and raised well, and then a good family can be found for her. He has even already chosen a husband for her, a high-ranking and wealthy family in the circle. Not only will they treat Miao Miao well, but they will also bring a lot of resources to the Wen family. This is the best outcome for a daughter.

His son was destined to inherit his mantle.

Although he has some traits that resemble his mother, being fierce and resolute, he also has her shadow in him; once he sets his mind on something, he will stop at nothing to achieve it.

He thought that such a son, if used properly, could be a handy weapon.

He knew very well that his obsessions were nothing more than two things: one was the girl from the Qiao family, and the other was the death of his mother.

Therefore, when Wen Hong questioned him about Shen Xingduo, he thought it over and over again and decided to discard Shen Xingduo as a pawn.

He told Wen Hong everything about Shen Xingduo and promised that as long as he was willing to return to the Wen family and protect the family's foundation, he would help him expose the evil deeds that Shen Xingduo had committed.

To show his sincerity, he gave him a piece of evidence, evidence that was enough to put Shen Xingduo in his place.

As he expected, he saw signs of glacier melting in the eyes of his stubborn son.

But a true hunter would never put himself in a dangerous situation, not even with a one in ten thousand chance.

The day before deciding to send the evidence, he used an overseas project as an excuse to send Shen Xingduo abroad, but in reality, he had already contacted his network of contacts there and sent him to northern Myanmar.

Wen Jinliang believed that his plan was foolproof, and he did not panic even when Qiao accused Wen of stealing trade secrets.

He understood Wen Hong, and he understood his abilities even better. The Wen family had at least the fruits of his maternal grandfather's life's work, and he bet that Wen Hong couldn't just let go and abandon it.

As expected, Wen Hong took on the heavy responsibility at the crucial moment.

He never imagined that the knife he thought was handy would become a sharp blade aimed at his lifeline.

When the cigarette butt burned out, he let go and threw it into the darkness.

“Qiao Zhenhuai,” Wen Jinliang spoke in the darkness, his voice laced with venom, “You have no need to give me face.”

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It wasn't until the first light of dawn that Qiao Yunzheng finished listening to Wen Hong's long and convoluted story.

Qiao Yunzheng suddenly remembered that day when he saw Wen Hong and his father in the Wen Group's office building. It turned out that he had been planning and laying the groundwork for her since then, but she was completely unaware of it and even had a big fight with him over it.

Guilt crept into her heart, and she said in a muffled voice, "So you noticed something was wrong with Shen Xingduo a long time ago, but why didn't you tell me?"

"It wasn't very early. I only saw this person at Wen's very occasionally. That time when I went to the North City Project Department with you, I unexpectedly saw that name again. I'm not sure if it was a coincidence or what, so I kept it in mind privately."

He twirled her hair around his fingertips, curling it in circles: "Later, I had a vague suspicion in my mind, but I had no evidence and didn't know whether I should tell you about it."

The truth is cruel, and he doesn't want to disrupt Qiao Yunzheng's peaceful life because of an uncertain conjecture, and drag her back into the quagmire of a few years ago.

"But I didn't expect that our A-Zheng is so smart. Even if I didn't say anything, you found the clues yourself."

He turned his head to look at her, gently pinched her cheek, and said with a hint of pride, "You truly are my wife."

The negative emotions in her heart dissipated a little because of his sudden words. Qiao Yunzheng moved closer to him and thought of many things that had happened in the past few days: "So, does the hard drive that Wen Jinliang gave you really contain evidence of Shen Xingduo's crimes?"

“Yes!” Wen Hong reached out and pulled her closer to him. “But he took advantage of a loophole in our agreement. Before giving me those things, he had already secretly sent people to northern Myanmar…”

Qiao Yunzheng was stunned. She never expected that what she had been searching for with such difficulty would be presented to her in such an absurd way.

Just one step away from the truth, it all fell apart.

Her heart ached terribly, and she nestled in his arms.

Wen Hong seemed to have been prepared. He opened her palm and placed a black square box into it.

“You’re right about something. In my heart, my Azheng needs my protection. So I used what I thought was for your own good to keep you away from the truth, not wanting you to get hurt or sad. But I never expected that what I did was the one that hurt you the most.”

He hugged her: "I was wrong. My Azheng has grown up. She is smart, capable and strong. Now, I'm giving this to you. From now on, we'll face everything together, okay?"

Qiao Yunzheng's palms remained open as she stared intently at the black hard drive, feeling its weight.

Because of it, she misunderstood him, cruelly pushed him away, and said many hurtful things; also because of it, he took her away from the Qiao residence with trepidation and caution, married her, and clumsily bound himself to her.

Qiao Yunzheng sniffed and glanced at Wen Hong: "You just gave it to me so easily?"

Wen Hong smiled and said, "Otherwise what?"

She casually tucked it under her pillow, then looked up at him: "Didn't you say that if I wanted it, I would have to trade myself for it?"

Wen Hong was taken aback. That was just a flimsy excuse he used to keep her by his side when he had nowhere else to go.

Her eyes were deep, and she leaned closer, pecking him on the lips: "Then, Attorney Wen, I'll pay your fee, do you want it or not?"

He looked into her eyes, and was captivated by the undisguised emotions within them.

His Adam's apple bobbed slowly as he smiled and said, "That depends on Mr. Qiao's sincerity."

Because her foot was still injured, Qiao Yunzheng moved somewhat clumsily. She propped herself up halfway and moved herself closer to him little by little.

Wen Hong crossed her arms and rested her head on her pillow, watching Qiao's struggle with amusement. Her eyes and brows lit up with a warm smile: "Are you alright, Ms. Qiao? Do you need any help?"

Qiao Yunzheng rolled her eyes at him and answered very seriously, "Self-reliance leads to abundance."

He was wearing a nude-colored nightgown, with the two buttons at the waist undone, revealing his muscular physique.

Because of her slow movements, her hair slipped off her shoulders, the soft ends brushing against his bare abdomen, making his heart itch.

Wen Hong's eyes suddenly darkened, completely losing the lazy and timid look from before.

A barely audible sigh escaped from his lips.

Before Qiao Yunzheng could make a move, she felt herself being lifted into the air by two strong arms, and in an instant, the world turned upside down.

When she looked up, the first thing she saw was his half-open collar.

Morning light streamed through the frosted glass, casting a soft, fuzzy glow on a corner of the bamboo bed.

His long, straight neck was bathed in a warm glow, and his Adam's apple bobbed gently, sliding into his collar as if offering a silent invitation.

Qiao Yunzheng reached out, her fingertips tracing the curve of his chin. She felt his body heat against hers, and could feel his body suddenly tense and burning hot with her movements.

"You're so beautiful," she exclaimed sincerely.

Qiao Yunzheng was never ashamed to admit her infatuation with his body. His facial features, his stature and demeanor, and even every part of him were exactly what she was looking for.

For example, the Adam's apple slowly moving in front of her eyes.

Qiao Yunzheng instinctively lowered her head and took it into her mouth.

Following that kiss came his suppressed gasps.

She seemed to hear the sound of his surging blood bursting through his restraints. He suddenly flipped over and easily subdued her.

His voice was hoarse beyond words: "Ah Zheng, thank you..."

Water droplets fell on her cheeks, and Qiao Yunzheng couldn't tell what they were. She only heard him whisper very softly and slowly in her ear: "Thank you for letting me meet you. This is the greatest luck of my life."

While Kuncheng was being turned upside down by the Qiao and Wen families, the two people at the center of the storm spent a few days living a shameless and upside-down life in the secluded mountains far from the city's hustle and bustle.

Because Qiao Yunzheng's foot was injured, Wen Hong refused to let her do anything, even taking a bath, which he insisted on doing for her.

She initially refused, not out of shyness or anything, but because once the two of them went inside, things would always veer off course and head in an uncontrollable direction.

But she couldn't overcome the disparity in strength between the two, and after each defeat, she simply lay down and stopped struggling.

By the time Qiao Yunzheng's ankle swelling subsided and she was able to walk independently, she could no longer look directly at the bathroom mirror and the oversized bathtub.

When Ms. Yao Jing called for the nth time to inquire about Qiao Yunzheng's recent situation, she knew she could no longer delay. So, she took Wen Hong, bypassed the media's siege, and quietly returned to the Qiao residence.

Just as they reached the door, Wen Hong suddenly stopped and turned to look at Qiao Yunzheng: "Take another look and see if there's anything wrong with me?"

Qiao Yunzheng patiently answered his question for the nth time along the way: "There's nothing wrong with it, you're very handsome and appropriate."

Even when facing the relentless reporters that day, she had never seen such a nervous expression on his face. She couldn't help but lower her head and chuckle. After she had laughed enough, she shook her shoulders and teased him, "Attorney Wen, what kind of situation haven't you seen? Is it really that serious?"

Wen Hong's tension did not ease in the slightest because of her words. She checked the full gift boxes she was carrying again to make sure there were no omissions before saying irritably, "How can they be the same?"

“How is it different? You’ve been to my house before,” she said, counting on her fingers as she recalled what had happened before. “You used to camp out in front of my house, and you even stole Uncle Zhang’s car. If I remember correctly, you also tried to climb through the window once… Oh, right…”

She pinched his cheek, mimicking his gesture: "You even took me away right under my mother's nose, threatening me to marry you in Shencheng," she said with a mischievous grin, "Why are you backing down today?"

Author's Note: Thank you to "Sunshine" for the nutrient solution! Mwah!