Chapter 65 The Wife is Missing
Why is the safety amulet with you?
Lin Zhiren paused, looked down at the safety buckle hanging around his neck, and rubbed his fingers against the mandarin ducks carved on the jade. "This was a gift from Mianmian."
"It's to ensure safety."
His heart felt as if it had been struck by something heavy, and his breathing became unsteady. Bo Jinzhou's eyes were cold. "Give it back to me."
Lin Zhiren forced a smile, looking completely innocent. "President Bo, this was a gift from Mianmian," he shook his head, "I can't give it to you."
There was an undercurrent between the two men. Bo Jinzhou had a cold aura. The words "Mianmian gave them to me" were like an invisible pressure that compressed his heart to the extreme. On the surface, he was still fine, but inside he was already riddled with holes.
Lin Zhiren's transformation from shame and embarrassment to composure was remarkably swift, as if he had just won a victory, and he confidently displayed his peace buckle.
He scoffed, "She's young and always likes to give away her things. She's just saying it, but you actually took it seriously."
Lin Zhiren shrugged: "But Mianmian said that this safety amulet is useless to her."
She said this safety amulet is worth some money, and if I ever can't make it at Lin's, I can exchange it for money. She said she would support me if she had money.
"Although it's shameful for a man to be supported by a woman, the fact that she said that means I'm very important to her."
"Mr. Bo, with your net worth of hundreds of billions, you naturally wouldn't understand the meaning behind this."
A hint of disdain appeared on Bo Jinzhou's cold face. "So what? You're from the past. What right do people from the past have to flaunt their wealth in front of me?"
Lin Zhiren: "President Bo, your fate won't be much better than mine."
"None of us are winners."
Whoever Jiang Yimian loves wins; whoever Jiang Yimian chooses is the ultimate victor.
Bo Jinzhou: "She's not an object. Why are you fighting over her like you're running an auction house?"
"Lin Zhiren, have you thought this through? If you don't keep the safety buckle, you'll be kicked out of the Lin family tomorrow."
These words made him turn pale, and he reluctantly took off the safety buckle and placed it on the table.
As he turned around, he said defiantly, "By the way, does Mianmian still hide in the bathroom?"
Bo Jinzhou's voice was cold: "What do you mean?"
The pent-up anger in his chest dissipated instantly, and Lin Zhiren smiled, a hint of sarcasm in his voice: "There are things you, Bo Jinzhou, don't know."
*
"Miss Lu, is there anything else?"
Even when Ye Wen isn't smiling, her innate heroic spirit is quite compelling.
Lu Yiwan was flustered, but she tried her best to remain calm. "Ms. Ye, I understand the question you just raised. You asked why orchids are on bamboo leaves. I think orchids are more noble than bamboo, and bamboo is also more resilient, which can support the orchid's brilliance all the way."
"Moreover, bamboo is a symbol of resilience, which indirectly represents the hardships you have endured along the way."
These words were clearly spoken with care.
Ye Wen's expression remained unchanged: "Ms. Lu, I heard you studied at the California Institute of the Arts?"
Lu Yiwan's eyes lit up. "Yes."
"It must have been tough."
"It's alright, but it's still a bit tough."
Ye Wen's voice turned cold: "So you think the hardships along the way are nothing, that they should be trampled underfoot, forgotten, and discarded?"
"You can forget the hardships you faced on your journey here. It seems that Miss Lu's journey has been extremely smooth. Naturally, you cannot empathize with me."
Lu Yiwan was caught off guard by this barrage of questions and panicked, hurriedly saying, "No, no, no."
Ye Wen was too lazy to argue with her. "Ms. Lu, your design draft is almost identical to Ms. Jiang's. I would like to ask where your design inspiration comes from?"
"What does that flower bud represent?"
Lu Yiwan hadn't expected this turn of events; her lips trembled and her eyes were filled with panic.
Ye Wen waited a few seconds until her patience wore thin, and a lazy male voice came from the other side of the mahjong table, "I won."
Ye Wen: "Ms. Jiang, could you please explain why there's a flower bud design?"
Jiang Yimian: "A new life."
As she spoke, she looked directly at Lu Yiwan, her eyes sharp and her aura powerful.
"Ms. Ye, your journey can be described as legendary. You were an orphan, and later you were spotted by a director on the street and given a small role. This was a new beginning for survival, and then you started your acting career. Later, you experienced the unspoken rules and being blacklisted, but you never gave in. Although your first relationship did not end well, you achieved success in your career. This was a new beginning for growth. Your second relationship..."
Jiang Yimian paused here, afraid of touching on Ye Wen's sore spot, but Ye Wen didn't seem to notice and even said with great interest, "Continue."
"Your second husband loves you very much and has made up for the love you lacked in your early years."
"This is the rebirth of love."
Ye Wen's eyes reddened, and she smiled, pursing her lips, "You really do understand me very well."
Actually, many of these things are unknown to the outside world. For example, she was not sidelined because of her personality or because she had a falling out with her boss over profit sharing. It was because her boss wanted to put her in the bed of a powerful figure.
She ran away halfway through, which offended her boss and led to her being sidelined.
Later, she met her second husband, the man who loved her most in the world; he was nine years older than her.
He recognized her value, promoted her, elevated her to a high position, and treated her sincerely, and the two fell in love.
But he soon died of illness, and they had no children.
This is Ye Wen's regret in this life.
But she could never forget the joy and happiness that man brought her.
She is now financially independent, has inherited her husband's wealth, and lives a carefree life. Isn't that a kind of new beginning?
Jiang Yimian remained calm. Although this scene had played out countless times in her mind, she still couldn't help but feel excited when it actually happened, her palms sweated, and her chest trembled.
After years of enduring hardship, they finally saw the light of day again and broke free from their shackles.
She deliberately stored discarded design drafts on her computer, letting everyone around her know that she was busy drawing, in order to lure out the enemy.
At first, she suspected that SM Entertainment had Lu Yiwan's people, but after contacting them and seeing the surveillance footage showing that no one else would go into the office when it was empty.
The cleaning staff just finish cleaning and leave.
It's much easier to infiltrate a company as an insider than to infiltrate the cloud.
Lu Yiwan broke out in a cold sweat. She had never heard of any of this before. Of course, she had investigated it, but what she found was different from what Jiang Yimian had said.
She was asked to leave, and her assistant closed the door. The sound of the door closing sent a chill down her spine.
His body trembled, his back teeth clenched tightly, and his eyes were filled with resentment and jealousy, making him look hideous.
Jiang Yimian is going to take away what belongs to her again.
*
The garden was dimly lit, and goldfish swam in the pond in the dim light. The air was condensed, and the cold air mixed with smoke stung my lungs.
Clutching the safety amulet in her palm, her eyes were red from the smoke or from Lin Zhiren's words, she couldn't tell.
His cold, stern face showed no sign of losing his composure, but his phoenix eyes were brimming with emotion.
He took a deep drag on his cigarette and coughed violently. The goldfish in the pond were so frightened by the noise that they scattered and hid among the lotus leaves.
Song Zhou rushed over, "Mr. Bo, your wife is missing."
The scarlet cigarette butt burned his fingertips. He squeezed his palm, and the scalding heat continued, but he seemed not to feel it.
"Check the surveillance footage."
Song Zhou: "We checked the surveillance footage, and it seems like the wife did it on purpose."
"She led the man toward the back door, but he wasn't alone. Two men in black appeared along the way, drugged the lady, and took her to the back mountain. Our men had already gone there."
"President Bo, we consulted with Elder Zhang, who said that there is a cliff on the back mountain."
Bo Jinzhou's long legs were encased in his suit trousers. He walked quickly, as if something inside his chest was about to leap out.
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