Chapter 39 Guilt: Your wife wants to kill me? It's okay, I can't kill her…
Since there was a car available, Qiu Xiaoman was too lazy to squeeze onto the bus and simply crouched down and climbed into the back seat of the car.
Grey and Pomeranian jumped on. The driver was a little disgusted, but then he thought that since it was the boss's car, he didn't say anything.
He glanced at her in the rearview mirror, genuinely curious, and asked, "Miss, why is your surname Qiu? Would you consider taking President Shen's surname?"
"No way." Qiu Xiaoman glanced at her watch. "Let's go to the police dog base. Don't let me be late on my first day."
"Okay." The driver then asked, "Is your shift ending at noon?"
"I don't know, that's how it is theoretically." Qiu Xiaoman noticed he was making conversation and suddenly asked curiously, "What, you're picking me up after get off work too?"
"Yes, Mr. Shen said that I will be picking you up and dropping you off until you learn to drive." The driver was still unsure whether this young lady could actually join the Shen family. If she didn't change her surname, it probably wouldn't be a good idea.
Men value their surname above all else, and Shen Qinghuai has considerable assets; he can't possibly share all those benefits with an alien, can he?
If he really doesn't change his surname, then President Shen is probably just putting on a show and won't really invest anything substantial.
Similarly, he didn't need to be too intimate with this young lady, lest his wife give him a hard time when she returned.
But who knows? The wife took the young master away, and Mr. Shen didn't seem worried at all.
Could it be that we're really getting a divorce this time?
He decided to test Qiu Xiaoman by asking, "Miss, would you like to call President Chen to check on her?"
"Concerned? He's so rich, why would I need to care?" Qiu Xiaoman knew the driver was testing her, and she was too lazy to deal with it. She directly reminded him, "Your CEO Shen probably doesn't like his employees prying into his private life, but if you're really curious, I can call him and ask him yourself?"
The driver stopped; he didn't dare to.
He glanced at the mobile phone Qiu Xiaoman took out of her bag and reminded her, "You're just carrying a canvas bag, it doesn't really match. Are you going to buy a proper women's handbag after get off work?"
"You bought it for me?" Qiu Xiaoman didn't think anything was wrong with it. She was carrying a canvas bag that her adoptive mother had bought for her. She used it when she was in elementary school and had been using it ever since.
She knew she was adopted and had been sensible since childhood, knowing how to save money for her adoptive parents, so even though the bag was washed until it was white, she didn't throw it away.
Now that she has money, she could certainly buy a nicer bag, but she doesn't want to change it.
She didn't want to be blinded by the allure of the world, nor did she want to be corrupted by Shen Qinghuai's sweet talk. Keeping this bag by her side was a good way to constantly remind her of the humiliation she suffered in her past life.
So she retorted directly.
What a terrible driver, so fond of gossip! I wonder what Shen Qinghuai was thinking. Was he a crony? Or is he Liang Yuting's lackey? A busybody?
The driver hadn't expected her to be so sarcastic. He chuckled awkwardly and said, "I'm just a lousy driver, how much money could I possibly have? You flatter me, Miss."
Qiu Xiaoman ignored him, leaned back in the back seat, and closed her eyes to rest.
It was the first time that Grey and Pomeranian had ridden in such a magnificent car. It was a pity the windows were closed, otherwise they really wanted to lean out the window and look at the scenery outside.
Two silly-looking dogs, both with their tongues out and smiles on their faces, sat quietly beside their owner, like guardians on either side, looking quite handsome.
The driver glanced in the rearview mirror, but swallowed his words. He had a mission; his wife had told him to keep an eye on this wild child and to inform his wife immediately if President Shen brought her home.
So he wanted to test the waters and ask the young lady if she wanted to visit the other three young ladies in the house after get off work, but judging from her attitude, she probably didn't have that intention, so he decided not to bother her.
He was actually quite curious: if President Shen really got divorced this time, would he remarry?
Would you let this young lady stay at your home?
His mind was full of questions, and he was so frustrated that he could only silently endure it. It wasn't until they arrived at the police dog base that he tentatively asked, "Where are you going for lunch, Miss? Actually, Mr. Shen has a housekeeper at home who cooks very delicious food. Miss, you can ask Mr. Shen for the housekeeper's phone number and have her bring you a portion too."
Qiu Xiaoman rolled her eyes, opened the car door and called the two dogs to get out. After walking away, she found that the man was still looking at her from the window. She could only impatiently retort, "You can call President Chen yourself and see if he scolds you."
Okay, then she probably won't be staying at home. He quickly turned around, went back to the city, found a phone booth, and called Liang Yuting: "Madam, she doesn't plan to come to home. President Shen hasn't made any related arrangements yet. He just wants me to pick her up and drop her off at work."
"Okay." Liang Yuting was waiting for her flight at the airport. She hung up her cell phone and called an acquaintance.
Upon hearing her voice, which carried a distinctly obsequious tone, the person on the other end asked, "Is this Yuting? Is there something you need?"
"Don't you have dump trucks at your construction site?" Liang Yuting couldn't take it anymore; she wanted to kill that wild child.
Upon hearing this, the person on the other end immediately declined: "No, no, absolutely not. An accident would cost a lot of money in compensation."
"How could I treat you unfairly? I'll cover the compensation, and I'll give you an extra 100,000 yuan. Think about it." Liang Yuting didn't actually have much money.
Back then, Shen Qinghuai got close to a female CEO, and rumors circulated in the company that the two of them were having an affair. In order to get rid of that woman, she wanted to hire a hitman.
As a result, the assassin betrayed them, informed Shen Qinghuai, and received three times the reward from Shen Qinghuai.
It was from that time that Shen Qinghuai began to restrict her financially.
Now she wants to cover the costs for the dump trucks, but she has no confidence at all. She can only lure people onto the ship first, pay a portion upfront, and then drag out the rest after the deal is done.
Unfortunately, the other party wasn't so easily fooled and countered, "Is Shen Qinghuai willing to let you control the economy?"
“Yes, I’ve already given him a son, what more could he possibly want?” Liang Yuting declared confidently.
The person on the other end didn't believe him and insisted, "Then I'll call him and ask him first."
"You dare!" Liang Yuting became furious and began to threaten and bribe, "Don't forget, if it weren't for my sake, would he have been able to get the paperwork approved and let you take over Fule Shopping Mall so quickly?"
"Alright, alright, I can never repay Yu Ting's kindness. Okay, let me think about it. I have a meeting to attend and I'll call you back later." The other person hung up and immediately called Shen Qinghuai, "You have another lover outside?"
"Stop spreading rumors. I'm a clean person." Shen Qinghuai frowned. His intuition told him that Liang Yuting was probably up to her again. He quickly asked, "She asked you to do her dirty work?"
"She asked me for the dump truck and even said she'd compensate me if something happened. I told her, 'Can't you control her? She's always causing these dramatic incidents; it's scary. This is a society governed by law. If she keeps acting like this, she'll drag you down sooner or later.' The other person meant well; men always tend to sympathize with each other."
Shen Qinghuai missed out on a lucrative order because of the controversy surrounding Liang Yuting taking her child to the rooftop.
Otherwise, Shen Qinghuai would surely be ranked among the top three in Beidu by now.
What a pity, what a pity.
Therefore, he was willing to do Shen Qinghuai a favor. After all, he knew that with four children involved, the couple would most likely be entangled for life, so how could they possibly get a divorce?
Even if Shen Qinghuai wanted to leave, Liang Yuting wouldn't allow it. If she were to threaten to jump off the roof again, the loss would be enormous.
Shen Qinghuai still appreciated his favor, so he quickly called Lao Jiang: "Have your driver pick up Xiaoman at the police dog base at noon. Your driver will also pick her up and drop her off in the afternoon. Keep this arrangement for the next month. You can find another driver."
Old Jiang didn't ask any more questions. He only cared about one thing: "Your daughter didn't have a boyfriend in Yunnan, did she?"
"You're doing this again! She's only eighteen! No way!" Shen Qinghuai hung up the phone and called his driver, yelling, "You, get over here right now!"
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Qiu Xiaoman had just arrived at the base entrance when her phone rang.
She really didn't expect anyone to be looking for her at this time, so she picked it up and fed it.
A sigh came from the other end of the line. Shen Qinghuai instructed, "Be careful these next few days. Someone might try to harm you. I'm already handling it, but just in case, I wanted to let you know. Take the Jiang family's car at noon. My driver has been bribed by Liang Yuting, so I had him drive back normally as a feint. Be vigilant. Don't go out alone when you get back. If you really have to go out, remember to take your dog with you."
Qiu Xiaoman guessed: "Your wife wants to kill me? It's okay, I can't kill you. But if you're worried, you can come and pick me up yourself. She can't possibly kill you too, can she? With her brains, she could squander the family fortune in less than three years without you. I don't think she has the guts."
"...I don't have time." Shen Qinghuai had a headache. He really didn't have time, but he also knew that this was the safest option.
Just as I was about to say a few words of comfort, I heard Qiu Xiaoman crying from the other end.
"When I was in kindergarten, you carried me up the mountain. Have you forgotten everything? Well, you have four more kids now, so what am I? Just die if you want, so there's no more debt collectors asking you for money." With that, she slammed down the phone.
Of course, her crying was fake; she would never cry for such an inhuman father.
She just didn't want him to have an easy time. Even if he hesitated for a second, that one second of self-blame would make her feel a little better.
She put her mobile phone into her canvas bag and happily went to report to the base leaders.
On the other end of the phone, Shen Qinghuai looked out the window with a wistful expression, the dial tone ringing in his ears, his mind flashing back to that summer thirteen years ago.
The place where he and Chen Baihui were sent to work in the countryside was a poor mountain valley. There was only one school in the surrounding area, where kindergarten and primary school students attended classes together.
Actually, with his and Chan Pak-wai's level of expertise, they could teach at home, but how can a child not have social interaction?
So he still got up very early, carried his daughter on his back, crossed mountains and ridges, and entered the classroom just as the seven o'clock bell rang for class.
Back then, the school bell had to be manually cranked by the teacher pulling a thin rope. He remembered that Xiaoman was particularly interested in that thing and kept pestering him to make one for her when she got home.
From then on, whenever the child needed something from him, he would pull the rope and ring the bell.
It was such a wonderful memory.
A memory he couldn't forget, yet he had completely forgotten it.
So much so that when Xiaoman suddenly brought it up, a pang of guilt flashed through his mind.
Fine, let's go then. At this time, Xiaoman can't afford to get into trouble, especially since Liang Yuting caused such a commotion last night, and the neighbors even called the police.
Director Wen is not easily fooled. If Liang Yuting dares to do it, he will definitely find her, and then he will be in deep trouble.
He sighed silently and called Manager Zhao over: "Hurry up and get ready to hold the meeting early. I have something to do at noon."
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