Chapter 71
◎“She’s your sister-in-law.”◎
I'm so angry! So cold! I'm shivering!
Cheng Jiamo truly understood what it meant to be "furious and shivering"—she was so angry that she was shivering!
She was trembling all over, her teeth chattering, and she forced herself not to make a sound until Zhong Qi left, at which point she stepped out from behind the artificial hill.
She stood with her back against the artificial hill for a while, and after calming down, she turned around and walked back. However, as she walked, she got angry again when she thought about what Zhong Qi had said.
Just then, two croaks came from the pond hidden by reeds nearby. She turned her head angrily to look at the pond and yelled at the frogs that she couldn't see at all, "You stinky frogs, shut up!"
She regretted yelling as soon as she finished, her lips trembled, and she softened her voice to apologize: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you."
If you're going to vent your anger, you should vent it on He Qingzhao; he's the real culprit!
After apologizing to the frog, she continued walking, faster and faster. Because she was walking too fast and in a hurry, she didn't pay attention to the stones under her feet, stepped on one, twisted her ankle, and almost fell.
"Ah!" she cried out, picked up the stone after regaining her balance, held it high, and then gently placed it in the grass, saying to the stone, "I'll forgive you this time, but if you pop up in my way again, I'll throw you into a blender and grind you into powder!"
With a chuckle, He Zihong finally couldn't help but laugh out loud, and then walked out of the plum grove with a smile.
Cheng Jiamo turned her head sharply upon hearing the laughter and saw a man with a roguish handsome face, wearing a black earring in his left ear, walking towards her. He looked to be in his early twenties.
She glanced at it only once before looking away.
He Zihong walked up to her and kindly reminded her, "A mixer can only mix cement, it doesn't have the function of crushing stones. If you want to crush stones, you need to use a special stone crusher."
Cheng Jiamo was already angry, so she ignored him completely, glared at him, and turned to leave.
He Zihong chuckled and took out a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it.
When Cheng Jiamo returned to the hall, she had already concealed her emotions very well.
She didn't immediately question He Qingzhao about the love letter because she knew it would be pointless. Without solid evidence, He Qingzhao wouldn't admit it and would likely have Secretary Li silence him and destroy all evidence.
As for what Zhong Qi said on the phone, he would not admit it, and would even turn the tables and say that Zhong Qi was talking nonsense.
Just to be on the safe side, she decided not to mention it yet, but to first get He Qingzhao's phone and obtain the evidence so that He Qingzhao would be unable to refute it.
So she smiled and walked over to He Qingzhao, holding out her hand: "Give me your phone."
He Qingzhao reached out and put his arm around her waist, wanting to hold her in his arms.
Cheng Jiamo slapped his hand away: "Give me your phone, I need to use it."
He Qingzhao asked with a smile, "Are you investigating me?"
Everyone else laughed.
Zhou Jinghong curled his lips into a roguish smile: "It seems Boss He doesn't dare to give it, afraid of being investigated."
He Qingzhao handed her the phone directly: "Here, check whatever you want."
Cheng Jiamo explained, "I'm not checking up on you, I just want to borrow your phone to play some games. It's my SIM card."
This made everyone laugh even louder.
Zhou Jinghong jokingly remarked, "Mr. He has such a big business, yet he doesn't even think about buying his wife a decent cell phone."
He had barely finished speaking when a sweet and charming voice came from the doorway: "You talk too much."
Zhou Jinghong immediately stood up and went to greet him: "Wife, I was just joking with Young Master He."
Cheng Jiamo was holding He Qingzhao's phone and was about to go to the lounge when she suddenly heard Xi Yuan's voice, and she stopped in her tracks instantly.
Xi Yuan walked into the room and saw a pretty and innocent-looking girl staring at her. She smiled at the girl.
When Cheng Jiamo first met Xi Yuan in person, she thought she was like a fairy descended from heaven, even more beautiful than on TV. She had an exceptionally good temperament, and Cheng Jiamo stared at her in a daze.
If she hadn't discovered that He Qingzhao had given her a fake love letter, she would definitely have excitedly run up to him and ask for a photo. But she was in a terrible mood and had no desire to take a photo with her idol.
Cheng Jiamo only hesitated for a moment before quickly entering the lounge.
Xi Yuan didn't think much of it and went straight to the seat that Zhou Jinghong had been sitting in.
Zhou Jinghong sat next to her, pouring her water and massaging her shoulders.
Cheng Jiamo closed the door to the lounge, entered the password to unlock it. He Qingzhao's phone password was her birthday, and her phone password was He Qingzhao's birthday; both were set by He Qingzhao.
She opened her contacts, found Secretary Li's number, and discovered that the chat window was completely blank, with no chat history whatsoever.
If there were a few short conversations, that would be normal, but there weren't any, so it's obvious that they were deleted on purpose.
She sneered inwardly, her hand trembling as she gripped her phone.
She closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths to calm herself down, and then sent a message to Secretary Li.
H&M: [Secretary Li.]
Secretary Li did not reply immediately.
Cheng Jiamo didn't have time to wait. She was afraid that if she delayed too long, He Qingzhao would find out. So she made a voice call to Secretary Li directly. After Secretary Li answered, she immediately hung up and continued to send messages to Secretary Li.
H&M: [Secretary Li, the 29th love letter needs some revisions.]
Secretary Li: [Yes, Mr. He.]
H&M: [Send me those love letters again.]
A short while later, Secretary Li sent all the love letters to He Qingzhao's phone.
H&M: [Secretary Li, you've never written a love letter to anyone, have you?]
Secretary Li: [I'm sorry, Mr. He, I kept this from you. I really haven't written any love letters to any girls.]
Cheng Jiamo took screenshots of the chat content one by one and sent them to her own phone.
Then she opened the door and walked out, went to He Qingzhao's side, and sent a voice message to Secretary Li in front of He Qingzhao: "Secretary Li, you did not wrong President He, but you wronged me. The love letter you wrote was too cheesy, so cheesy that it made me nauseous!"
Secretary Li, who was playing golf with a Hong Kong businessman, was speechless.
Zhong Qi, who had just entered the room: "..."
The unsuspecting others: "..."
Cheng Jiamo returned the phone to He Qingzhao and said calmly, "He Qingzhao, you have really shattered my worldview."
After saying that, she turned and walked away. When she got to Zhong Qi's side, she suddenly smiled at him, put her hand on his shoulder, and said softly, "Brother Zhong Qi, thank you. If you hadn't told me the truth, I would still be in the dark. I'll treat you to dinner another day."
Zhong Qi felt a chill run down his spine. He hurriedly glanced at He Qingzhao, but it would have been better if he hadn't looked. After seeing her, his spine felt even colder, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
Zhong Qi was about to push Cheng Jiamo away, but Cheng Jiamo was one step ahead of him. She quickly raised her hand to touch his cheek, then quickly withdrew her hand and said with a smile, "Brother Zhong Qi is so handsome. With such superior bone structure, you are the real handsome man."
Zhong Qi: "..."
It's over, he's finished!
Cheng Jiamo's wicked scheme succeeded. With a sway of her slender waist, she walked out unhurriedly.
As soon as she stepped out of the clubhouse lobby, she started running, crying as she ran, tears streaming down her face in the wind.
Inside the lobby.
As soon as Cheng Jiamo left, Zhong Qi staggered and rushed to He Qingzhao, explaining urgently, "He Qingzhao, listen to me, I..."
He Qingzhao gritted her teeth, looking at him with a sinister gaze, and squeezed out a cold voice from between her teeth: "Get out!"
Zhong Qi was so anxious that sweat beaded on his forehead. He quickly said, "I didn't tell Cheng Jiamo. I just called Tang Jingyao and mentioned that you asked Secretary Li to write you a love letter. I guess she..."
He Qingzhao kicked Zhong Qi in the leg: "Get lost, I don't want to see you again!"
After yelling, He Qingzhao grabbed his coat and was about to leave when Zhong Qi blocked his way and yelled even louder, "He Qingzhao!"
He Qingzhao lowered his eyebrows and eyes, his jawline was tense, and he exuded a fierce aura, completely devoid of any of his gentle and refined temperament.
Zhong Qi sneered and said sarcastically, "He Qingzhao, who are you blaming? Me? Even if I hadn't let it slip today, what you did would have been exposed sooner or later, because the truth will always come out."
"You took wedding photos with Zhao Qingman behind her back, lying to her that you were going on a business trip. After you were found out, you deliberately drank until you had a stomach hemorrhage, and then tricked her into going to the hospital, taking advantage of her kindness and feelings for you to bring her back to your side."
"Actually, the fact that Cheng Jiamo asked you to write her a love letter means that she has already forgiven you. Girls are sensitive about their image and just want a way to save face. But you weren't even willing to give her that. You even had your secretary write it for you, and later you even had your secretary copy it for you."
“I heard her say that you met in Beijing when she was only fifteen or sixteen. You saved her when she was in danger and sent her back to her country. She has always remembered you. She went to Beijing for university because of you and looked forward to seeing you again every day. She waited for you to appear for three years.”
"But when I asked you later, you said that it happened to be the fifteenth of the lunar calendar. You accompanied your old lady to the temple to worship Buddha. You just happened to be coming out of the temple, and you helped her up as if you were doing a good deed in front of Buddha. It was no different from casually saving a cat or dog on the roadside."
"But she doesn't know that every time she talks about you to me, her eyes are full of tenderness and sparkle, as if she worships you as a god. I really want to tell her that you are hypocritical, cold-hearted, and heartless, and not worth loving. I want to advise her not to love you so much, or at least not to love you so sincerely."
“He Qingzhao, you don’t really like her that much, so why don’t you let her go? That girl has had a tough time, so please don’t hurt her anymore.”
Although Zhong Qi was tricked by Cheng Jiamo, he did not blame her. Instead, he bought her time so that she could go further.
But it didn't actually take too long, just a few words, less than two minutes, but that was the maximum he could do.
He Qingzhao remained silent with a gloomy face. After Zhong Qi finished speaking, he brushed past him and walked out.
Everyone in the room understood. After He Qingzhao left, Zhou Jinghong said, "Brilliant! One scheme harmed three virtuous men."
Xi Yuan stomped on his foot: "Shut up."
Huo Junhou asked Zhong Qi, "That girl has already wronged you, why are you still speaking up for her?"
Zhong Qi twitched his lips: "He was probably moved by her sincerity."
Zhou Jinghong raised an eyebrow: "You wouldn't be thinking of anything funny, would you?"
Zhong Qi didn't speak, but raised his hand to touch his face, as if he could still feel that soft and smooth texture.
Huo Junhou slammed his hand on the table: "There's no doubt about it, Old Zhong definitely likes that girl. Look, he's still reminiscing about her."
Zhong Qi then retorted, "Don't talk nonsense."
Zhou Jinghong, always eager for drama, asked with a sly grin, "If He Qingzhao breaks up with her, would you dare to pursue her?"
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Qingchi is far from the city center. After Cheng Jiamo ran out, she tried to hail a taxi several times but failed, having to wait for more than five minutes each time.
She dared not wait that long; five minutes was too long. By then, He Qingzhao would surely have caught up with her. Just as she was feeling desperate, she suddenly saw the man with the earring riding a motorcycle out of the garden.
Cheng Jiamo's eyes lit up, and she quickly stepped forward to stop him, asking eagerly, "Excuse me, could you give me a ride?"
He Zihong looked at her eyes, which were red from crying and glistening with tears, giving her a delicate and pitiful appearance. His heart stirred, and he nodded: "Okay."
His friend is having a concert at the Workers' Stadium tonight, and he was supposed to go and support him, but now he has to stand his friend up.
Cheng Jiaming got on He Zihong's motorcycle and said softly, "Thank you."
He Zihong teased her deliberately, "Aren't you afraid of getting sold if you just get into a stranger's car?"
Cheng Jiamo: "A man who can enter this garden should not be short of money."
He Zihong chuckled: "Sit down."
Cheng Jiamo: "I'm seated."
He Zihong: "Hold on to me, or I'm afraid you'll fall."
Cheng Jiamo: "I'll just hold onto the back."
As soon as she finished speaking, He Zihong stepped on the gas and sped off.
Due to inertia, her face bumped into He Zihong's back.
He Zihong's back tensed: "If you're too shy to hug me, you can hold onto my clothes."
Finally, Cheng Jiamo grabbed the clothes on both sides of his waist.
He Zihong asked her, "Where are you going?"
Cheng Jiamo was about to give the school's address, but then swallowed the words back. She couldn't go back to school; if she did, He Qingzhao would find her immediately, and she didn't want to see him at all.
Cheng Jiamo's grievances grew infinitely, and tears welled up again as she cried, "I don't know, I don't know where to go, I have nowhere to go."
He Zihong tentatively asked, "How about we go to my place?"
Cheng Jiamo: "Okay."
He Zihong: "..."
He couldn't help but wonder if this girl was deliberately trying to hook him.
Cheng Jiamo didn't think that much. Her mind was in a mess, buzzing, and all she wanted was to find a place to hide.
He Zihong thought to himself, if this girl really was deliberately trying to hook him, then she had succeeded.
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He Qingzhao called Cheng Jiamo while chasing after her, but he couldn't get through after seven or eight tries. When he reached the door, he only saw Cheng Jiamo's back as she rode away on a motorcycle. He immediately called Zhao Yue.
As soon as the call connected, before Zhao Yue could speak, he quickly said, "Get me the video footage from the entrance of Qingchi Garden, from two minutes ago until now, and find out whose motorcycle Cheng Jiamo got on."
After a while, Zhao Yue replied, "I got on your fourth son's motorcycle."
He Qingzhao hung up the phone, his eyes as cold as ice.
He called He Zihong, and it rang for more than thirty seconds before being answered.
He Zihong pulled over to the side of the road, gripping the motorcycle handlebars with one hand and answering the phone with the other: "Brother, what's wrong?"
When he was on the phone, Cheng Jiamo got off the motorcycle and walked away to the side. It's basic courtesy to avoid others when they are on the phone.
He Qingzhao asked in a deep voice, "Where are you now?"
He Zihong glanced at the surrounding terrain, not seeing any landmarks, and replied, "I'm by the roadside. What's wrong? Did something happen at home?"
He Qingzhao said coldly, "Send her back to me."
He Zihong asked blankly, "For whom?"
He Qingzhao gritted his teeth: "The woman you took away from the entrance of Qingchi Garden."
He Zihong sensed something was wrong, glanced back, and asked in a low voice, "Does Big Brother know her?"
He Qingzhao: "She is your sister-in-law."
He Zihong: "..."
After hanging up the phone, He Zihong beckoned to Cheng Jiamo: "Come here."
Cheng Jiamo walked up to He Zihong and forced a smile at him.
He Zihong gripped the motorcycle handlebars with one hand, tapped his thigh with the other, and asked, "Did you offend someone?"
Cheng Jiamo's eyelids twitched, and she lowered her eyes and nodded: "Mm."
He Zihong said with a smile, "Who did you offend? Tell me, and I'll get revenge for you."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Jiamo suddenly raised her head, her eyes moist as she looked at him, as if she could see He Qingzhao through his face when they had just reunited.
When she was being harassed by Qi Yingjie at Hongyu Club, He Qingzhao said the same thing to her, with the same suave and roguish demeanor and tone.
She pouted, her voice choked with emotion, and said, "Even if I told you, you couldn't help me. You can't afford to offend that person."
He Zihong asked with great interest, "Oh? How do you know I can't afford to offend you?"
Cheng Jiaming: "Anyway, you can't afford to offend him! He's fierce and wicked!"
He Zihong nodded: "Yes, it is indeed very bad."
Cheng Jiamo nodded in agreement: "Very bad."
With one foot on the ground and the other on the motorcycle pedal, He Zihong casually turned the handlebars with a roguish air and said, "But the person you mentioned just called me. He said you're my sister-in-law and asked me to take you back."
Cheng Jiamo: "..."
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