Chapter 126 Holding You
Su Xi'er avoided the man's deep, unfathomable eyes, her voice barely audible:
"No, even you and Xie Jinghuai couldn't find it. How could I possibly find it all by myself?"
"Really?" The man's eyes darkened.
Her voice was hoarse, "Really."
"Su Qier, you know what I hate most in my life is lying and betrayal. Once unfaithful, never trusted again."
Shen Zhantang's fingertips probed into her mouth, pressing hard against her wet, soft tongue, a mixture of desire and pressure. "I'll ask you one more time, do you know where Jiang Shiyuan is?"
"Even if you ask me ten thousand times, my answer will be the same: I don't know."
Su Xier was determined to fight to the end. She turned her face away, her tongue numb, and said, "You and President Xie are people that even a thousand troops cannot find. How could I possibly find you?"
I really find it strange. The most powerful tycoon in Beijing, who boasts so much, doesn't even know where his own wife is when it comes to important matters.
"That's a hundred-pound longevity peach, a complete waste of a snack."
"A mere bodyguard, a servant, how dare you comment on my brother? Are you even qualified?" Shen Zhantang's large hand climbed up the back of her neck, his five fingers digging into her hair, grabbing it hard, forcing her to look up at him.
A few streaks of red in the woman's moist eyes, a beauty that was almost fragile.
Shen Zhantang's heart stirred slightly.
His anger subsided somewhat, and he released her.
He didn't tell Su Xi'er that Jiang Shiyuan had been kidnapped, and wasn't just disappearing.
If she knew the truth now, she probably wouldn't be as calm as she is now, so he has to keep it from her, otherwise he probably won't be able to get a good night's sleep tonight.
“If Jiang Shiyuan contacts you, tell me. Ahuai is searching for her all over the world.” Shen Zhantang stood up from the sofa, leaving her supple body.
"Don't worry, even if Shiyuan contacts me, I will never tell Xie Jinghuai where she is."
Su Xier's bright eyes curved slightly, her smile infuriating. "Some relationships, once missed, are truly something to be thankful for."
"So much nonsense."
The next second, Shen Zhantang's voice was icy cold, "Secretary He!"
Secretary He, who was waiting at the door, immediately responded and came in. "President Shen, what are your instructions?"
The man looked down at her coldly, "From this moment on, Su Xier is not allowed to leave Tanhu Villa even a step. Her phone is confiscated."
Su Xier stared wide-eyed, her anger rising.
"If you dare to run away again..."
Shen Zhantang leaned down, his long hand gripping her ankle. His eyes were dark, gloomy, and ruthless. "I'll definitely break your legs and keep you in bed, tormenting you every day."
...
Xie Jinghuai took Tongtong back to Guanlan Garden.
On the way, he looked out the car window with mixed feelings. The neon lights of the materialistic night reflected on his cold and rugged face, which only made him look more silent, gloomy, and indescribably depressed.
Tongtong rarely saw her once-spirited father so downcast, and asked curiously:
"Dad, what's wrong? You look unhappy."
The man's voice was low and deep. "No."
"Did you and Grandma have a fight? It was so loud, I could hear it from outside."
Tongtong, ever the nag, brought up the very thing she didn't want to discuss: "Is Grandma angry with you because you gave Aunt Xinxin an expensive gift?"
Xie Jinghuai's phoenix eyes darkened slightly. "How did you know?"
"A lot of people know about it now, it's trending on Weibo, even Aunt Xinxin posted about it on her own Weibo, look!"
As she spoke, Tongtong handed the phone to her father.
Xie Jinghuai lowered his eyelids, staring at the Weibo post Lin Zhixin made on the screen, his gaze suddenly turning cold.
It says on it:
[Gentle and warm like jade, exuding gentleness; elegant and graceful, unfolding its beauty with composure. A place of peace in the heart, a place of enduring affection, worthy of being cherished for a lifetime.]
The post included a photo of her sitting by the window, her back to the camera, looking beautiful.
Lin Zhixin usually prefers to wear her hair down, opting for long, straight black hair. But this time, she unusually styled her hair into a full, neat bun, with the one and only jade hairpin he had given her prominently displayed on it.
Xie Jinghuai's gaze became unfocused for a moment.
He suddenly remembered that Jiang Shiyuan had always liked to wear her hair up or in a ponytail.
She seemed busy every day, always without makeup, and her hair was loosely tied up, often with chopsticks or a child's pencil casually stuck in it.
It has a natural, pure, and casual beauty.
At that time, he had no appreciation for her at all, thinking that she was sloppy, unkempt, and had no trace of Mrs. Xie's temperament.
Below, the comments section is buzzing:
[Holy crap! Isn't that the hairpin Lin Zhixin is wearing the one Xie Jinghuai bought for 200 million at the Platinum Auction a few days ago?! So Xie Jinghuai wanted to give it to her!]
[Two hundred million just for wearing on his head like that?! The looseness is absolutely amazing!]
For a top-tier tycoon like Xie Jinghuai, this is all small change; the key is the symbolism of the hairpin. Doesn't Xie Jinghuai's action amount to confirming his relationship with Lin Zhixin?
[Two hundred million worth of jewelry is on another woman's head; one can only imagine the psychological trauma Mrs. Xie is experiencing.]
[I bet Mrs. Xie is dead by now. Watching her husband flaunt his love with other women every day, she must have developed breast hyperplasia and ovarian cysts all over her body! She'd be furious beyond belief!]
Xie Jinghuai silently scrolled through the comments, his fingers almost crushing the screen.
"Grandma is really stingy."
Tongtong complained about his aunt Xinxin, "Aunt Xinxin is so good to you, Dad, and she's so good to me too. During the time Mommy ignored me, it was Aunt Xinxin who took care of me. When I was sick, it was Aunt Xinxin who stayed by my side."
And I heard that Auntie has helped you a lot, Dad, right? It's only natural for Dad to give Auntie a gift, so why is Grandma angry? It's clearly favoring Mommy and bullying Auntie..."
"Enough!"
Xie Jinghuai interrupted sharply, "No matter how dissatisfied you are with your mother, she is still your mother. Don't you know whose son you are?"
Tongtong lowered her head and muttered resentfully, "Dad, actually, you'd rather be with Aunt Xinxin than Mommy, wouldn't you?"
The man turned his head sharply, shouting angrily, "Who told you that?"
"Nobody told me; I figured it out myself."
Xie Jinghuai secretly clenched his large hand.
“Dad, if you want to divorce Mom, I will support you, and I will choose to stay with you.”
Tongtong's eyes revealed a coldness beyond her years. "Since you have no feelings for Mommy, don't force yourselves to be together. Otherwise, how miserable will you be every day?"
"Xie Junheng, listen to me."
Xie Jinghuai took a deep breath and said, word by word, "I absolutely will not divorce your mother. Men of the Xie family, once they make a choice, must remain faithful to it. It will be the same when you grow up."
*
Although Jiang Shiyuan was seriously injured, her health improved day by day thanks to Fu Chenzhou's care and Shen Min's diligent treatment.
Two days later, she was able to eat and use the toilet by herself.
Getting out of bed and walking is still a bit difficult.
Today, the sun is shining brightly and the sky is clear.
After lunch, Jiang Shiyuan leaned against the headboard and intently studied academic materials.
She can go ten days without using her phone, but if she doesn't read a book for a day, she feels uncomfortable all over.
The ward door opened, and Fu Chenzhou strode in with long, light steps. His tall and imposing figure moved like an elegant tomcat, as if afraid of disturbing Jiang Shiyuan's reading time.
She kept watching, and he stood silently, waiting.
After waiting for a full half hour, Jiang Shiyuan raised her aching shoulders and neck, only to find Fu Chenzhou standing in front of her, looking at her with a faint expression.
"Mr. Fu, when did you... arrive?" She was stunned.
Fu Chenzhou replied casually, "Just now."
Jiang Shiyuan put down the book in her hand. "I'm sorry, I didn't notice at all..."
"It's alright."
Fu Chenzhou asked in a calm tone, "How are you feeling today?"
Jiang Shiyuan smiled wryly, "It's fine, but I feel a bit stifled. I want to go out for a walk, but I don't feel energetic."
"It doesn't matter."
Fu Chenzhou walked step by step to the bedside, leaned slightly forward, and opened his strong arms to her, "I'll carry you."
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