Chapter 101 Mrs. Jin, see you at the airport
Jin Qingyu's sudden appearance caused a hint of embarrassment to flash across the face of the producer who was talking to Jiang Xingyao. He made up an excuse and left the place where trouble was brewing.
Jiang Xingyao twisted her wrist, trying to pull her arm out of his grasp, but a woman's weak strength was no match for a man's forceful restraint.
Jiang Xingyao was dragged out of the banquet hall by Jin Qingyu.
A chilly autumn wind seeped into her thin cheongsam, making Jiang Xingyao shiver. Her face was ashen as she stared at the man before her. Before she could speak, she was met with his question: "Jiang Xingyao, haven't you made enough of a scene? I'm not dead yet, and you're already trying to attract attention?"
"Oh, then how come you're still alive?" Jiang Xingyao's lips twitched, and she retorted mercilessly.
Jin Qingyu felt a surge of frustration stuck in his throat, neither rising nor falling, making his breathing stiffen for a moment.
Even though he hadn't seen Jiang Xingyao for long, the person in front of him still gave him a strong sense of unfamiliarity.
Jin Qingyu grabbed her arm and pinned her against the wall: "Just because I didn't rescue you from the pool that day, you're just hoping I'll die?"
"But Mrs. Jin might be disappointed, your husband is in excellent health; he can keep bothering you for at least another fifty years."
His voice was clearly harsh as he looked with interest into Jiang Xingyao's angry eyes.
With his fingers lifting the woman's chin, Jin Qingyu watched her ever-changing expression, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes.
See, she wasn't always so indifferent to him.
He could change her expression with just a few casual words.
As if he had found some interesting toy, Jin Qingyu's fingers slowly moved upwards, his fingertips pressing against Jiang Xingyao's lower lip, trying to pry open her lips and tongue.
The scent of ebony assaulted her nostrils; it was once her favorite and most anticipated scent, but now it only made Jiang Xingyao feel utterly nauseous.
She opened her mouth and bit the man's finger without any mercy.
A strong, metallic taste of blood filled the air, and beads of blood rolled down the corners of their lips.
The overly pungent smell made her eyes water, but Jiang Xingyao was holding her breath and refused to give in, as if she wanted to avenge her innocent child who had died unjustly, and wished she could tear a piece of flesh from Jin Qingyu's hands.
"Damn it, are you crazy? Let go?" When the intense pain swept over him, Jin Qingyu couldn't control his temper and cursed under his breath.
Jiang Xingyao ignored him, her teeth still gripping his finger tightly.
Jin Qingyu finally grabbed Jiang Xingyao's arm again. He raised his hand, forcefully pinched Jiang Xingyao's chin, and used brute force to make her let go before he could barely pull his fingers out.
Bright red blood rolled onto the ground continuously.
The mottled bloodstains spread out like red spots on the ground.
Jin Qingyu looked at Jiang Xingyao. The woman was leaning against the wall, panting heavily. Her face was stained with red, an overly bright red that made her cold face seem even more alluring.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and Jin Qingyu raised his hand again, wanting to touch Jiang Xingyao, but Jiang Xingyao directly brushed his hand away: "Get away, don't touch me."
Her voice still trembled slightly; she couldn't tell whether it was from anger or disgust towards the person in front of her.
He was still blaming her for being unreasonable.
What happened that day was just a light, weightless joke in his mouth.
But he didn't know that the icy pool water that day had taken away her child.
He arrived so early, and if he had just given her a hand, her baby might have been saved. But no, all he left her with was his back; he was only concerned with taking Jiang Cancan to the hospital.
Even if he doesn't know about the child, so what? She is his lawfully wedded wife. Why should he take it for granted that he puts her behind Jiang Cancan time and time again, and expect her to treat him the same way forever?
"Still so hot-tempered, Jiang Xingyao? You've hit me, you've bitten me, I've given you enough patience, don't push your luck." Jin Qingyu looked down, glancing at his still-bleeding fingers, and warned Jiang Xingyao with some irritation.
Jiang Xingyao ignored him.
She had calmed down by now and was about to leave when Jin Qingyu reached out and pulled her back: "I'm talking to you, why are you ignoring me? What's wrong with you? After all this fuss, shouldn't you come home with me?"
She disappeared without a word for over a month. Now that he has finally found her, before he can even say anything, she starts hitting and biting him.
Jin Qingyu felt that he had been tolerant of Jiang Xingyao for so long, which was already quite forgiving.
Therefore, without waiting for Jiang Xingyao's reply, Jin Qingyu reached out and took her bag: "Not going to say anything, huh?"
"I'll keep your bag for now. Come get it from me whenever you decide to come home with me, Jiang Xingyao. My patience is limited. I'm only staying in Hong Kong for three days, and today is already the second day."
The implication is that he is going back to the capital tomorrow.
Jiang Xingyao had all her documents in her bag. This time, Jin Qingyu didn't wait for her response at all, took her bag and left. Jiang Xingyao chased after him to try to take it back, but it was no use.
The Rolls-Royce door closed, and she watched the car disappear into the distance before her eyes, her face contorted with resentment and anger.
Holding her only remaining phone, Jiang Xingyao was so angry that her shoulders trembled slightly.
Every time she realized Jin Qingyu's shamelessness, he would hit her hard with reality, telling her that her understanding was far from sufficient.
When Shen Ying found Jiang Xingyao, she was leaning against the hotel door, feeling the cold wind. Her lipstick was smudged, and her face was stained with some red, which looked like blood.
Shen Ying was startled and quickly asked with concern, "Xingyao, are you alright? He..."
“He took my bag. I have to go back to the capital tomorrow. There are some things I need to take care of,” Jiang Xingyao said.
For example... Jiang Cancan's situation.
For example, filing for divorce.
She has nothing left now, and nothing to worry about. She doesn't mind directly breaking ties with Jin Qingyu.
“The competition here is over, and there’s nothing else to do. I’m also going back to the capital, so let’s go back together,” Shen Ying said, tactfully avoiding asking about Jin Qingyu.
After Jin Qingyu left the banquet, he never returned. Jiang Xingyao guessed that he must have gone to the hospital to treat his wounds.
With him not coming back, Jiang Xingyao felt even more at ease.
She wondered if it was because of Jin Qingyu's influence, but when she returned to the banquet hall this time, she felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange.
Zhou Huaiyan even took the initiative to come over and greet her.
It was from Shen Ying's words that Jiang Xingyao learned that her identity as Mrs. Jin had been exposed.
Jiang Xingyao wasn't surprised by this, since her photos had already been dug up and posted online when the plagiarism scandal was making headlines.
Later, the official Weibo account of the Jin family directly acknowledged that their wife had plagiarized, as her identity could not be hidden in the first place.
Of course, Jiang Xingyao herself didn't intend to cover it up.
It's just a title, nothing important, anyway, she and Jin Qingyu are getting a divorce soon.
Jiang Xingyao may not care about this title, but that doesn't mean others don't.
She could sense that the people at the banquet seemed to be more attentive to her after she returned this time.
Such conveniences are only granted by her status as Mrs. Jin.
When the banquet ended, it was already 1 a.m. Zhou Huaiyan offered to send a car to take Jiang Xingyao and Shen Ying back.
Jiang Xingyao did not refuse.
Jin Qingyu stubbornly refused to divorce her, claiming that these conveniences were rights she, as Mrs. Jin, should have enjoyed during the marriage.
Back at her lodgings, it was already 3 a.m. by the time Jiang Xingyao had finished packing her things.
The phone kept flashing on and off, with new messages constantly appearing.
These are all good news messages from the new people I added today.
The news about Jin Qingyu seemed quite abrupt when it was mixed in.
It was only a few words.
[Mrs. Jin, see you at the airport tomorrow morning at 10 AM.]
Jiang Xingyao showed no intention of replying to any of Jin Qingyu's messages. In fact, adhering to the principle of "out of sight, out of mind," she simply crossed them out.
Jiang Xingyao picked up a few messages and replied to them one by one. Just as Shen Ying said, someone had indeed invited her to perform in commercial shows and tours.
These were all small events, but for Jiang Xingyao, who was just starting out, these were already quite good, and she didn't complain and agreed to them all.
After replying to all the messages, Jiang Xingyao was about to put down her phone to rest when the screen flashed and she saw Xing Chunshuang's message.
[Ms. Jiang, I've already sent your music to my director friend, and he thinks it's very suitable and wants to buy it. What's your decision?]
If you're worried about public opinion, you can rest assured, we understand your situation.
Xing Chunshuang sent several long messages in a row, the meaning of which was almost the same as the analysis Shen Ying had given her before.
Jiang Xingyao's last bit of concern dissipated, and she directly agreed to Xing Chunshuang's request. However, due to her need to return to the capital, the signing of the contract had to be put on hold for the time being.
The next morning, Jiang Xingyao arrived at the airport as promised.
Jin Qingyu was already waiting at the boarding gate, and Assistant Xu was also there, carrying several breakfasts.
Upon seeing Jiang Xingyao, he greeted her and handed her the things: "Madam, Miss Shen, this was prepared by our husband early this morning. Please have some breakfast to tide you over."
Jiang Xingyao didn't even look at the things in Xu Te's assistant's bag, but simply stretched out her hand to Jin Qingyu: "Give me back my bag."
“Why rush to take it back? We haven’t even arrived in the capital yet. Besides, it’s only natural for a husband to carry his wife’s bag. Just leave it with me for now,” Jin Qingyu said.
Jiang Xingyao sneered: "Jin Qingyu, when you say such things, are you moved by your own words? Have you forgotten how despicable your methods are? You are truly disgusting."
Jin Qingyu remained unmoved by Jiang Xingyao's sarcasm, even quipping, "I've achieved my goal; the process doesn't matter."
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