Exclusive domineering

Less than half an hour after the phone call ended, Jiang Shaoyang was pulled out of a high-end private club and taken back to the Jiang family home.

He walked in, still looking impatient from a hangover: "Dad, what's the rush? I have an early meeting tomorrow..."

"Smack!"

A resounding slap landed hard on his face, so forceful that Jiang Shaoyang staggered. He covered his face, staring incredulously at his enraged father, and the alcohol completely wore off.

"Dad? What...what are you doing?!"

"Don't call me Dad! I don't have a son as stupid as you!" Jiang Huaizhang trembled with anger, pointing his finger at his nose and yelling, "Look what you've done! Of all people to mess with, you had to go and mess with Chi Zhuo! Have you lost your mind or do you want to die?!"

Upon hearing Chi Zhuo's name, Jiang Shaoyang instantly realized what was happening, his heart skipped a beat, but he still maintained a tough front: "Lin Tingyue was the one who wronged me first! I was just..."

"But what? Huh?!" Jiang Huaizhang interrupted sharply, "I told you to find someone of equal social standing, but you wouldn't listen. You insisted on playing around with women. Now look what's happened. You've broken up with him, but you're still entangled here. Chi Zhuo has his eye on you. If you don't handle this well, you'll be going to jail. I can't protect you."

Jiang Shaoyang's face paled, but he still stubbornly insisted, "What evidence does Chi Zhuo have... Besides, what does this have to do with him..."

"Evidence? They have solid evidence! They've even prepared a lawyer's letter! You think you can get away with it by hiding? How naive!" Jiang Huaizhang was exasperated and threw her phone in front of him. "Look! Look, all that education we sent you to school has gone to waste! And that Lin Tingyue is married to Chi Zhuo now, why did you have to provoke her? Do you think I've lived too long and want me to die quickly? Are you trying to drive me crazy?!"

Jiang Shaoyang picked up his phone with trembling hands, looked at the trending news on the screen, and was still trying to defend himself.

"Well... I'm getting engaged to Qiaoqiao soon, and she insisted that I give her a statement, so I just sent one casually..."

Jiang Huaizhang sat on the sofa, panting heavily. "Don't worry about anything else. Now, immediately, use your account and your studio's account to issue an apology statement! I've already had someone draft the content; just publish it! Don't change a single word!"

"Dad! You can't send it! If you send it, I'm finished!" Jiang Shaoyang tried to struggle.

"Not issuing it? If you don't issue it, you're finished right now! The Jiang family will be finished with you!" Jiang Huaizhang's eyes were icy cold. "Do you think Chi Zhuo is discussing this with you? He's informing us! You choose: issue a statement, or I'll immediately freeze all your bank cards and hand you over to Chi Zhuo to deal with?"

"Dad! Am I still your own son? No matter what, Chi Zhuo is just a person. Does our family need to be so afraid of him?"

Jiang Huaizhang's eyes held no trace of his usual indulgence, only a weighing of the family's survival.

Are you going to send it or not?

“…I’ll send it.” These two words were almost squeezed out from between Jiang Shaoyang’s teeth, filled with humiliation and resentment.

Jiang Shaoyang took the tablet with trembling fingers and read the statement word by word, his face growing paler with each reading.

At the end of the statement, a sentence was added that this incident was purely a personal act and had nothing to do with □□ or the company.

This is tantamount to tearing his face off, throwing it on the ground and stomping on it, and then expecting him to declare that it's good to stomp on it.

“Dad…this…this is written too…” He tried to make a final struggle.

"Send it!" Jiang Huaizhang said, his eyes closed, leaning back on the sofa. His voice was tired but firm. "Either send it as promised, or get out of this house. The choice is yours."

He gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and clicked send.

Jiang Huaizhang looked at his distraught son and said in a complicated tone, "For the time being, you stay at home and don't go anywhere! Once things have calmed down, I'll arrange for you to go abroad to avoid trouble."

Jiang Shaoyang felt as if his life was completely over.

-

In the afternoon, Lin Tingyue only saw the statement after being reminded by Chi Zhuo.

She leaned back on the living room sofa, and Chi Zhuo sat beside her, handing her a tablet: "It's solved."

She was stunned when she saw the message; she hadn't expected Chi Zhuo to handle it so quickly.

She suddenly realized that she wasn't decisive enough and had been procrastinating for a long time.

She whispered, "As expected, you're the one who needs to handle this. I simply... can't handle it..."

Hearing her say that, Chi Zhuo suddenly sat up straight and straightened her posture. "It's not that you can't handle it well, it's that you're kind-hearted and left him a way out. Even if you call the police, they will only hold the individuals responsible for what those fans did. Once the matter is over, Jiang Shaoyang will still make a comeback. But I contacted his father directly. Over the years, most of the Jiang family's cooperation with aquaculture and processing plants has relied on Zhuoyue. So, I think the simplest and most effective way is to exchange the core interests for the Jiang family's handling of the matter. Moreover, the Jiang family will definitely do their best to suppress this matter in order to protect their own interests."

Lin Tingyue understood instantly after hearing those words.

The Jiang family are businessmen, and they are best at weighing the pros and cons.

Faced with the pressure from Chi Zhuo and the Zhuoyue Group, abandoning an immature son who only causes trouble is the wisest choice.

Equivalent exchange.

"Thank you," she whispered, resting her head on his strong shoulder.

Chi Zhuo put his arm around her and gently stroked her hair with his large hand: "If anything happens in the future, you must tell me immediately."

"Mmm," Lin Tingyue replied obediently.

Just then, her phone rang. It was a WeChat message from Xia Xiaoran, several messages in a row:

"Holy crap! Yueyue, did you see that? That bastard Jiang Shaoyang apologized!"

"This statement reads like a confession; it's so satisfying to read!"

"Was it your CEO Chi who made a move? That's amazing! He just cut off his lifeline!"

"Now let's see how those brainless fans can keep jumping around!"

The words were filled with a triumphant excitement.

Lin Tingyue looked at the message, and a relaxed smile finally appeared on her lips. She replied, "Yes, I saw it. Thanks to him."

She put down her phone, looked up at Chi Zhuo's sharply defined jawline, and asked softly, "What...did you tell his father?"

Chi Zhuo looked down at her, his eyes deep: "I was just stating the facts, and the consequences of not dealing with them."

He spoke casually, but Lin Tingyue could imagine that the phone call was anything but peaceful.

"He... won't appear again, right?" she asked Jiang Shaoyang.

“No, not anymore.” Chi Zhuo said firmly. “The Jiang family will keep him in line. If he doesn’t learn his lesson, I don’t mind making him disappear completely.”

Lin Tingyue suddenly laughed, "That sounds so domineering."

The next second, Chi Zhuo leaned close to her and said, "That's what being domineering means."

Their warm breaths mingled, and he slowly spoke again, "And, I'll only be domineering towards you."

Lin Tingyue's heart skipped a beat, but she didn't flinch. Instead, she met his gaze and smiled, "Chi Zhuo, you're going to spoil me."

"Then spoil them." Chi Zhuo answered as if it were the most natural thing in the world, gently brushing the strands of hair on her cheek with his fingers, the action filled with affection, "My people, Chi Zhuo's people, should naturally be spoiled."

"If I spoil you, what will happen if no one can stand me in the future?" Her voice was very soft, carrying a dependence that she herself was unaware of.

“What I want is for no one to be able to stand it,” Chi Zhuo chuckled, his breath brushing against her lips. “That way, you will always belong to me alone.”

He hadn't even finished speaking when he eagerly kissed her.

Lin Tingyue was held tightly in his arms, and she could feel his strength at that moment. Gradually, she lost the strength to support herself and began to enjoy the atmosphere.

Chi Zhuo's kiss was forceful and irresistible. Lin Tingyue was pressed down on the soft sofa by him, almost unable to breathe.

She gently pushed against his chest, her voice trembling slightly: "No...not here..."

He chuckled softly, picked her up in his arms, and strode toward the bedroom.

When Lin Tingyue woke up again, it was already completely dark outside. She was exhausted; she was almost at her limit after having sex three or four times a day.

She sat down and got dressed, still yawning.

At this moment, Chi Zhuo opened the door and walked in. A fragrant aroma of food wafted in from outside, making Lin Tingyue's mouth water.

"Wow, it smells so good, I'm so hungry, I want to eat it."

"Come out and wash your hands, it's time to eat."

Lin Tingyue followed excitedly behind Chi Zhuo, somewhat surprised, "Oh, you called Auntie over to cook?"

Chi Zhuo said calmly, "No."

Lin Tingyue was stunned. "Then..."

On the restaurant table, there was a steaming bowl of chicken soup wontons, along with several refreshing side dishes.

"Try it first." Chi Zhuo handed her the spoon.

Lin Tingyue took the spoon, eagerly took a bite, and exclaimed with satisfaction, "Wow, it smells so good!"

Seeing that Chi Zhuo was looking at her, she subconsciously scooped up a wonton and held it to his lips: "Try it, it's delicious."

Chi Zhuo was stunned for a moment. This was the first time she had ever fed him on her own initiative. He opened his mouth to take the food, but seemed a little at a loss.

"By the way, did you get a different nanny today? My tastes are different now."

Chi Zhuo coughed lightly, his gaze drifting elsewhere: "I did it."

Lin Tingyue's hand, holding the spoon, froze in mid-air, her eyes wide: "You...you made this?"

She asked again, "Seriously?"

"Hmm." Chi Zhuo's ears turned slightly red, but his tone remained calm. "Not to your liking?"

"No, no, no, it's especially delicious!" Lin Tingyue quickly scooped up another wonton, this time savoring it carefully. "It's really delicious, even better than what Auntie makes."

She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling: "When did you learn to cook?"

Mentioning this matter, Chi Zhuo's eyes dimmed again.

"A long time ago."

Hearing this, Lin Tingyue stopped what she was doing. She seemed to sense Chi Zhuo's emotions and reached out to comfort him, "It's okay, you don't have to say it if you don't want to. I won't ask any more questions."

Chi Zhuo smiled calmly, "Even if you didn't ask, I would have told you."

He moved a step closer to Lin Tingyue, his gaze fixed on the deepening night outside the window.

“I am not actually my mother’s only son.”

This sentence left Lin Tingyue completely dumbfounded.