Chapter 1 A Night of Drinking
Chen Qing couldn't get off work smoothly today.
She sat there blankly, her left cheek and earlobe burning, numb and itchy, and her temples swollen and painful.
In the evening, a female customer came to the store and was dragged to the center of the mall without any explanation, and insulted as a slut who seduced other people's husbands.
She tried to explain in every possible way, but the woman didn't believe her and insisted on being stripped naked and exposed to the public. The store manager and security guard tried to persuade her for two hours without success, so they had no choice but to call the police.
This was Chen Qing’s second time at the police station.
The first time was the day she ran away from the welfare home. It was a cool night in late autumn, and Jiang Jingyan brought her to report the case.
She was 14 years old that year. Her parents died in prison, and the relevant departments arranged for her to live in an orphanage called "Qingyoufuyuan".
Since its inception, Qingyou Fuyuan has been top-notch in all aspects, with financing of 740 million yuan, which is rare in the charity world.
Later, the scandal of the welfare home was exposed by an undercover reporter, and the "orphan training class" that imprisoned hundreds of orphans also collapsed.
If she hadn't met Jiang Jingyan, her situation over the past six years would have been unimaginable.
During the investigation, Chen Qing was protected very well by him and sent to the neighboring city to go to school normally. He took the college entrance examination without being affected by public opinion and was successfully admitted to the music college.
Whether it was due to her age or the growing emotions, she was unwilling to accept Jiang Jingyan's financial support anymore. Starting from her freshman year, she used her vacation time to work part-time to earn her living expenses.
If her colleagues had not begged her to take her shift and agreed to pay her a separate daily wage, she would not have suffered such an unexpected disaster today.
The chairs in the inquiry room were cold and hard. The female customer had splashed a lot of liquid with an unknown smell on Chen Qing. His clothes were wet and stuck to his body, and he felt cold to the bone.
A female police officer couldn't bear it and lent her a coat.
Chen Qing felt dirty, thanked him, and shook his head to refuse.
The female police officer looked at her with pity and helplessness.
Both parties had already completed their statements. The woman's husband, Zhang, was the head of a real estate company. He was said to have become wealthy in recent years, and since then, the woman had been worried about him cheating. As it turned out, she actually found chat records, which led her to the luxury store.
She continued to rant and rave in the police station while making a phone call. Five minutes later, the captain walked in and said, "Mrs. Zhang, please be patient."
He glanced at Chen Qing and flipped through the transcript, "Who is Li Yan to you?"
"Colleague, I'm covering for her today."
Mrs. Zhang slammed the table. "You're in cahoots with that bitch, aren't you? She knew I was coming today, and you were covering for her!"
The captain frowned and signaled his subordinates to take her next door.
Under the current circumstances, it would be good enough if Chen Qing did not hold her accountable, but he actually spoke without thinking.
"Still a student?"
"Um."
"Are you hurt?"
"No."
Anyone with eyes could see the redness and swelling on Chen Qing's face. The captain asked this question with the intention of calming things down. She just wanted to end this farce as soon as possible, so she didn't say anything more.
"Since it's a misunderstanding, you can leave first." The captain looked at her, "We will handle the follow-up matters, you——"
"I understand." Chen Qing interrupted.
Even if Mrs. Zhang is a nouveau riche and cannot make a name for herself in the wealthy circle, she is still a formidable figure compared to ordinary people without any background.
Chen Qing pursued the matter but gained nothing, and it was a waste of time and effort.
She stood up by holding onto the edge of the table.
At this time, a police officer pushed the door open and said, "Mr. Jiang's secretary is here."
Chen Qing shuddered and fell back into the chair.
The captain was surprised. "Only the secretary? Is Mr. Jiang here?"
“I don’t know.”
"Strange." He muttered as he walked out, "There haven't been any cases requiring Mr. Jiang's intervention recently."
She curled her fingers tightly and trembled uncontrollably.
Jiang Jingyan...
When she was surrounded by people in the shopping mall, she saw a familiar face through the crowd. It turned out to be him.
The last time we heard about Jiang Jingyan was that he chose to give up politics and go into business, "airdropping" to Huasheng Group, causing quite a stir in the industry.
Putting aside his family background, some of the second-generation young men of this age were indulging in sensual pleasures, while others were on the verge of enlightenment. He had single-handedly become the upright and upright 'Mr. Jiang' in the eyes of everyone.
Chen Qing remembered that due to his status, he rarely appeared in the city, let alone places with high traffic like Guomao.
The female police officer noticed something was wrong and asked softly, "Are you okay?"
She shook her head, "Can I go now?"
"Sure, do you need me to call a taxi for you?"
"No, thank you."
Chen Qing walked quickly across the corridor, to the front door, and down the stairs.
The heavy snow this winter came suddenly, and the ground was covered with a thick layer that was blinding.
A black car was parked in the yard, but she didn't notice it and continued walking away.
Suddenly there was a whistle, and Chen Qing was startled and looked over.
The car was not the one she was familiar with, nor was the license plate, but the terrifying string of letters and numbers still revealed the owner's identity.
After two or three seconds, Jiang Jingyan got out of the car from the back seat, wearing a dark gray cashmere coat and with an upright posture.
His skin is tan but not rough, his eye sockets are deep, and he has a natural masculinity.
Chen Qing had not seen many men who amazed her, and there were even fewer men with looks like Jiang Jingyan.
Perhaps it was his most arrogant age. He had experienced hardships in the army. He was upright and heroic, but also like a pool of water hidden in the abyss, making it difficult to tell whether he was calm or violent.
The man stood beside the car and squinted his eyes impatiently.
Chen Qing was still wearing the store's uniform, which was now in tatters, with the lapels hanging left and right. There were a few dark red marks on his vaguely exposed white chest.
It's very thought-provoking.
He is in the mall.
He also heard the onlookers' speculations about her.
The salesgirl who knows three things and acts like a third party, seduces customers, has bad intentions, and wants to get close to the rich and powerful...
Of course he knew that Chen Qing would not have such thoughts. As for the marks on her body, they were left by him.
Apart from those on the chest, the most serious ones are the groin, waist and ankles.
One weekend last month, I accompanied my old boss to a social event. He drank too much and lost control for a while.
Chen Qing has fair skin, and perhaps due to his physical condition, the purple finger marks and bruises are not easy to disappear if he applies a little force. It has been more than two weeks, and it seems that they have not completely disappeared.
After waiting for a while, she still stood there.
The northwest wind blew up the remaining snow, like ice knives, scratching my face and making it hurt.
Jiang Jingyan took off his coat and walked towards her.
Chen Qing didn't dare to hide and let him wrap himself in his coat.
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