Chapter 103 The person who harmed you to this extent is Jiang Shiyuan
"Oh--!"
In the magnificent Aocheng Casino, the door to the 500,000-dollar gambling room was wide open. Wu Hui, the once-glorious marketing manager of the Xie Group, was now bruised and battered, thrown out by his bodyguards like a punching bag, writhing on the ground in pain.
“Our boss told you that if you don’t pay back your two million gambling debts this month, he’ll break your arms and legs. If you still can’t pay next month, you can expect to be sold to northern Myanmar and have your internal organs weighed by the pound! Let’s go!”
Before leaving, the two bodyguards each kicked Wu Hui once.
Passing guests all watched him make a fool of himself as if he were a drowning dog.
Wu Hui's back was aching terribly. He lay on the ground, wincing in pain, and was so desperate that he wanted to cry but had no tears left.
Forget two million, he's penniless right now, he can't even come up with two hundred dollars!
Moreover, he hasn't eaten anything for a day and is so hungry that his stomach is practically sticking to his back. He probably won't last until next month before he starves to death!
"Xie Jinghuai... I've worked tirelessly for the Xie family all these years, I've put in so much effort... How could you do this to me! You're so cruel!" Wu Hui cried and cursed Xie Jinghuai, a heartless and ruthless capitalist!
But he only dared to curse behind people's backs.
Revenge? Don't even dream about it.
That's like lighting a lamp in a cesspool—it's suicidal!
Suddenly, a very clean, slender hand reached out in front of him, and a gentle smile appeared as it asked:
"Mr. Wu, do you need any help?"
Wu Hui stared blankly at the man wearing a white mask in front of him. "You...you know me?"
"Yes, and I came here specifically to see you."
The man in the white mask had a friendly smile and could quickly build rapport with people. "You haven't eaten yet, have you? If you don't mind, how about I treat you to a simple meal?"
...
At the restaurant downstairs from the casino, the man in the white mask ordered hairy crabs and Australian lobsters—a table full of delicacies, so lavish it looked like a last meal before his execution.
Wu Hui ate like a boar on its stomach, his hands and mouth covered in grease.
The person wearing the white mask clearly had a bit of a germaphobia and frowned in disgust.
Finally finishing his meal, Wu Hui leaned back, his stomach bloated, and let out a loud burp.
"Dude, thanks for the treat!"
The man in the white mask smiled and said, "Mr. Wu, you're too kind."
"But who are you? Do we know each other before?" Wu Hui then remembered to ask about his identity.
"I am someone who wants to offer Mr. Wu some guidance. After all, if you don't come up with a solution soon, your future will likely be quite miserable."
"But buddy, what can I do?! I've been blacklisted by Xie Jinghuai, I'm desperate!"
Wu Hui, dejected, gulped down a mouthful of wine. "The people I've offended are no less powerful than the King of Heaven himself. I'm already being kind enough to spare my life! All those debt collectors combined aren't as scary as Xie Jinghuai! You'll see after a few days by his side!"
The man in the white mask paused for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject, "Actually, the person who caused you to this is not Xie Jinghuai."
Wu Hui was stunned. "Who is that?"
"Jiang Shiyuan."
"Jiang Shiyuan?!"
Wu Hui's mind raced like a donkey pulling a millstone, and finally, from the jumbled mess of thoughts, he pulled out the name like he was rummaging through a bottom of a box: "That's...that's the former junior employee from the Xie Group's R&D department?!"
The man in the white mask smiled and said, "Yes."
Wu Hui's expression froze, as if he had been gone for a while, before he finally laughed:
"No... Dude, stop messing around! That Jiang Shiyuan is just an insignificant little karaomi. You're saying he harmed me? No way!"
“She is not Little Karami.”
The man in the white mask smiled more broadly. "She is Xie Jinghuai's wife, whom he has been married to for five years but has never taken in public."
"What...did you say? Jiang Shiyuan...is Mrs. Xie?!" Wu Hui's face turned deathly pale, as if he had been struck by lightning!
The man in the white mask took out his phone and showed him a photo of a marriage certificate:
"Absolutely genuine. As for why Jiang Shiyuan works as an insignificant employee in Xie's R&D department, that's probably just a little joke between the couple."
Your wife, Ms. Yang Jing, when she was the director of the R&D department, often made things difficult for Jiang Shiyuan, as you know very well. So Jiang Shiyuan seized the opportunity, found fault with your wife, and sent her to prison, thus eliminating a thorn in his side.
"You...you mean...my wife's affairs are also related to Jiang Shiyuan?!" Wu Hui was too full to process what he was saying.
The man in the white mask calmly pulled a document from his briefcase and pushed it in front of him:
"This document is the evidence that Jiang Shiyuan hired the well-known lawyer Ye Yu to report your wife. Otherwise, do you think that intern girl would have the guts to do this? There must be someone backing her up."
Wu Hui stared intently at the document, trembling with rage!
Jiang Shiyuan's shabby appearance was not even as good as Miss Lin's hair, yet she was President Xie's wife!
It's not that he's blind; even if you put two more eyes on his eyeballs, he still wouldn't be able to tell!
The man in the white mask continued, "Jiang Shiyuan sent your wife in, which led to Xie Jinghuai secretly investigating you and your wife. I won't go into what happened to you afterward."
The reason he treated you this way is probably because Jiang Shiyuan whispered in his ear, and in Xie Zong's anger, he ended up putting you in this situation. Tell me, if Jiang Shiyuan isn't the culprit, then who is?
"But Xie Jinghuai's sweetheart... isn't it Lin Zhixin?!"
"But Jiang Shiyuan is, after all, his wife and the mother of his son. It wouldn't be right for him not to show some respect."
Wu Hui was filled with hatred, his eyes blazing with fury. "You damn bastard... Jiang Shiyuan, you dare to scheme against my wife and me... I'll fucking kill you!"
But he can't even protect himself, so what can he do?
The man in the white mask leaned closer to him. "As the saying goes, fortune favors the bold. I have a plan; it just depends on whether you dare to do it."
Wu Hui hurriedly asked, "What method?!"
“You bribe someone to kidnap Jiang Shiyuan, use her as a hostage, and demand a ransom from Xie Jinghuai. Xie Jinghuai is richer than a country; asking for a hundred million or two hundred million is just a dusting-off for him.”
The man in the white mask squinted and smiled, "Moreover, you can take advantage of this kidnapping opportunity to vent your personal grievances on Jiang Shiyuan."
"Since you're already at your wit's end, why not take a gamble? Maybe you'll turn your bicycle into a motorcycle?"
Wu Hui's eyes darted around quickly; clearly, he had been persuaded.
Since we're going to be hunted down by the underworld anyway, we might as well take a gamble!
"Dude, but I'm really broke right now..."
"It's ready for you."
The man in the white mask pulled out another bank card and handed it to him, saying, "There's 500,000 in here. Take it and use it. Good luck."
Wu Hui took it, beaming with joy, then looked at him curiously:
"Why...why are you helping me?"
The man in the white mask had a mysterious look in his eyes. "Once you've succeeded, I'll tell you why."
*
After the last bullying incident, Tongtong was severely beaten by Xie Jinghuai and fell seriously ill. After recovering, she only went to school and came home to read and do homework. She even stopped practicing her favorite fencing and horseback riding. She was listless.
They were even more afraid of Xie Jinghuai.
As a result, Tongtong actually missed the time when her mother was around a little bit.
After all, Mommy wouldn't hit or scold him, and the atmosphere at home was quite nice when Mommy was home; there was an indescribable warmth to it.
Although he felt annoyed when he saw his mother constantly hovering around him.
Now, he misses his mom's cooking, the bedtime stories she told him, and the time she helped him with his homework...
As evening fell, Xie Jinghuai returned to Guanlan Garden.
Seeing Tongtong sitting listlessly in the living room building Lego, her once round face had become noticeably thinner.
Xie Jinghuai pursed his thin lips, walked over and sat down next to his son, and asked gently:
"Tongtong, how are you feeling today?"
"I'm much better, thank you for your concern, Dad," Tongtong answered honestly, not daring to look Xie Jinghuai in the eye.
At this moment, Butler Ning walked in: "Young Master, Young Master didn't eat much tonight. Now that you're back, let Young Master keep you company and have some more to eat."
The man frowned. "Why aren't you eating properly?"
"The food that Aunt Xinxin made for me... wasn't very tasty."
Tongtong looked sullen. "Her cooking skills are nowhere near as good as Mommy's. Mommy's cooking is still the best."
"Did your aunt Xinxin come by? Where is she?"
“I sent her back.”
Xie Jinghuai's expression revealed displeasure, "Aunt Xinxin kindly cooked for you and picked you up from school, how could you not let her stay for dinner? That's so rude."
"We see each other every day... in the morning and at night, so it's not a big deal if we don't see each other once in a while."
Tongtong mumbled, raising her face to look at the man, her eyes sparkling, "Daddy, I haven't seen Mommy in a long time. I miss Mommy's cooking. Her cooking is much better than Aunt Xinxin's."
And wow, Mommy always builds Lego so fast when we do it. Aunt Xinxin, on the other hand, is so slow, I get impatient waiting for her.
"Daddy, when is Mommy coming back?"
He ultimately didn't say "I miss Mommy".
He was ashamed to speak of it.
Xie Jinghuai paused, his breathing becoming heavy.
What comes to mind is the image of Jiang Shiyuan dressed up at the weekend auction, arm in arm with him, the couple making their first public appearance together.
His thin lips curved into a confident smile, and he gently ruffled his son's hair with his large hand.
"Soon, your mommy will be back soon to cook for you and play Lego with you."
...
On the other side, Juyue Garden.
Jiang Shiyuan was studying finance in the living room when she suddenly sneezed twice in a row.
She thought, "Someone must be talking badly about me behind my back."
It's either Lin Zhixin or Xie Jinghuai; it can't be this couple.
Just as I was engrossed in reading, the doorbell rang.
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