Chapter 67 You won't help Jiang Cancan this time, right?
Every move the man made carried an aura of authority that only those in a superior position possessed.
A group of young girls swallowed hard, most of them trembling, their eyes filled with unease.
This man is clearly no ordinary person; they can't afford to mess with him.
"Why are you all silent now? Where did that arrogance go when you were facing my wife?" Jin Qingyu asked.
"us…"
"We weren't wrong either. She was just being opportunistic and plagiarizing Cheng Jing's song," someone muttered unconvinced.
Jin Qingyu chuckled: "You say my wife copied your brother? Does your brother even deserve that title?"
I'm making this clear today: if you have any problems, come to the Jin family business and find me. Don't bother my wife.
The girls were naive and impulsive, and came to seek justice for their idol. Now that they had encountered someone who was serious, they looked at each other and immediately turned to leave.
Jin Qingyu said, "You're leaving already? It's not that easy. If I hadn't come, were you planning to use your numbers to attack my wife?"
"What else do you want? Are you going to hit women again?" someone questioned.
Jin Qingyu said, "I won't do something so tasteless. I'll apologize to my wife. Do you understand?"
The group of people, who were initially visibly uneasy, suddenly seemed to perk up when they heard Jin Qingyu's apology.
"Apologize? On what grounds? She plagiarized our Cheng Jing, she's the one who should apologize."
"That's right, it's all because of this shameless woman that my brother's first concert after returning to China didn't go well."
"Even if you are her husband, don't expect us to do such a morally reprehensible thing."
...
The sharp sound was still jarring, and Jiang Xingyao felt her head buzzing. She reached out and tugged at Jin Qingyu's sleeve, whispering, "Jin Qingyu, let it go."
Without evidence, even if these people apologize, it won't be sincere. They'll probably turn around and continue to insult you with even more vicious words.
The woman's slender, pale fingertips contrasted sharply with her black suit.
Sensing something was off about her tone, Jin Qingyu immediately called the hotel manager and had the girls taken away.
When he turned his head, he saw his usually elegant wife huddled in her chair, her head bowed low, her long, jet-black hair hanging down, obscuring most of her face.
The slender neck that was usually held high was now bent fragilely, and even the shoulders seemed to be trembling slightly.
At that moment, she was as delicate as a flower swaying in a storm, easily evoking pity in people's hearts.
On the way here, even though she was anxious, she seemed quite calm on the surface. Jin Qingyu didn't expect that just one phone call from him would drain all of his wife's strength.
Reaching out, he took off his coat and draped it over Jiang Xingyao's shoulder. Only then did Jin Qingyu realize that, after shedding his haughty facade, his wife was indeed excessively thin and frail. His coat alone, when draped down, could cover her thighs.
“Yaoyao, I’ll take you home,” Jin Qingyu said.
Jiang Xingyao then raised her head slightly and asked, "Jin Qingyu, do you believe me? I didn't plagiarize."
"I know." Jin Qingyu squatted down in front of her, gently placing his large hand on the back of her head. He assured her, "I know our Yaoyao wouldn't plagiarize."
Jin Qingyu doesn't understand music or tunes.
All he knew was that the once noble princess of the Qu family wouldn't even look people in the eye a few years ago; her pride alone wouldn't allow her to plagiarize.
“Let’s go home first. I’ve already sent people to look for Jiang Cancan. Trust me, we’ll have a result soon,” Jin Qingyu said.
Jiang Xingyao looked into his eyes and suddenly asked very seriously, "Jin Qingyu, will you protect Jiang Cancan?"
“If she really did this, I will make her give you an explanation,” Jin Qingyu said.
"So that means you won't, right? Jin Qingyu, tell me you won't protect Jiang Cancan," Jiang Xingyao said.
The woman's eyes were red and moist, yet she remained exceptionally stubborn, which made Jin Qingyu's heart clench.
He could sense that Jiang Xingyao was now relying on him. He had never imagined that Jiang Xingyao would ever rely on someone.
Jin Qingyu nodded.
Jiang Xingyao then released the hand that was hooking around his sleeve.
Jiang Xingyao didn't say anything more until they returned to Xiyuan.
Lin's mother must have seen Jiang Xingyao's situation on her phone; when she saw Jiang Xingyao return, her face was full of worry.
It wasn't until Jin Qingyu escorted Jiang Xingyao to the bedroom and came out that Lin Ma dared to come closer and say, "Sir, you must help Madam with this matter."
Those pieces were clearly written by my wife herself, stroke by stroke. She worked so hard during that time, she couldn't sleep or eat properly, and it broke my heart to see her like that.
"How could my wife plagiarize? Someone must have framed her."
"Aunt Lin, please take good care of Madam these next few days," Jin Qingyu said.
He thought for a moment and added, "Try to let your wife look at her phone less. If things go too far online, don't let her go out."
Watching him rush out, Lin's mother asked uncertainly, "Sir will help Madam, right?"
"Yes." Jin Qingyu gave a definite answer, but his tone was slightly annoyed.
He didn't understand why Lin Ma didn't believe him. He and Jiang Xingyao were husband and wife, and he naturally wouldn't sit idly by when his wife was in trouble.
Jiang Xingyao stood by the window, watching the black Bentley disappear into the distance.
The man's promise still seemed to echo in her ears as she gripped the USB drive tightly in her hand.
Jin Qingyu's words were always very pleasant to hear, and could still stir ripples in his heart, but this matter was too important. It not only concerned her, but also Shen Mingsu and the Shen family. She could not trust him.
if…
If he really could ignore Jiang Cancan after that, Jiang Xingyao thought she should give him a chance to start over, after all, she was pregnant.
"Madam, are you going out?" As soon as Jiang Xingyao stepped out of the bedroom, Lin Ma heard the noise and quickly came to greet her.
Jiang Xingyao nodded. Fearing an unexpected situation like today, she wore a mask. She felt a bit stuffy and didn't really want to talk.
Seeing that something was clearly wrong with her, Lin Ma asked worriedly, "Madam, where are you going? Shall I go with you?"
Jiang Xingyao did not refuse; in fact, she herself did not have the courage to go out alone.
When the car stopped in front of the police station, Lin's mother was a little surprised.
Jiang Xingyao had already gone straight inside.
"I want to report this to the police. Someone broke into my bedroom and stole my things while I was not at home."
"Yes, it's my nanny's daughter. My dad said she's my sister, but I don't know the specifics. Anyway, she stole something very important from me. This is the surveillance footage."
“I thought about resolving this privately with her, but I couldn’t get through to her by phone or contact her in person. I suspect she wants to resell my things, so I had no choice but to come here for help.”
Lin's mother had always thought that Jiang Xingyao was not quite lucid, but now, listening to her sitting there speaking clearly and logically, her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, gradually calmed down.
The situation was quickly explained, and Jiang Xingyao was asked to sit down to the side. Lin Ma noticed that her eyes were now incredibly calm.
Jiang Xingyao is indeed very calm now.
When she left the Jiang family, she had already considered the worst possible outcome.
She only suspected that Jiang Cancan had stolen her music, but she had no evidence to prove it, couldn't contact her, and couldn't retrieve the videotape.
Then she had no choice but to take an unconventional approach.
The surveillance footage clearly showed Jiang Cancan entering her room.
As long as she insists that Jiang Cancan stole her things, the police will naturally come to Jiang Cancan for questioning.
As Jiang Xingyao expected, about half an hour later, Jiang Cancan arrived at the police station, accompanied by He Qifeng and even Jin Qingyu.
"Yaoyao, how could you..." When Jin Qingyu saw Jiang Xingyao at the police station, he was even more shocked than Jiang Xingyao.
He had called He Qifeng before to ask about Jiang Cancan's whereabouts, but He Qifeng wouldn't tell him. So he simply went to He Qifeng's place, and sure enough, Jiang Cancan was there with him.
Before she could even speak, Jiang Cancan received a call from the police station.
He promised Yao Yao he would resolve the matter, and worried that Jiang Cancan would disappear again, so he simply followed her.
Jiang Xingyao didn't expect that Jin Qingyu would come with Jiang Cancan.
Her expression was slightly embarrassed, but she quickly returned to normal. She had originally planned to wait until this matter was over before observing Jin Qingyu's attitude, but since they had run into each other, it was better to resolve it together.
Jiang Xingyao stood up: "Officer, she's the one who stole my things. I suspect she's already resold them. Please thoroughly investigate her phone."
Whether it's reselling her songs or videotapes, Jiang Cancan will definitely have large transfer records; Jiang Xingyao is trying to turn her life around through this.
"Sister, what do you mean? We haven't seen each other for a while, have we? How did I steal your things?" When Jiang Cancan saw Jiang Xingyao, she felt that the situation was not good.
Hearing Jiang Xingyao's explanation now made her heart skip a beat.
She had been waiting for Jiang Xingyao to question her, waiting to see Jiang Xingyao's pathetic state.
She knew that copyright was not easy to protect, so she made sure to handle things cleanly. Jiang Xingyao couldn't find any evidence, and even if she reported it to the police, it would be useless.
But she really didn't expect that when Jiang Xingyao came to the police station, he didn't talk to her about the song at all, but wanted to check her phone under the pretext of theft.
Jiang Cancan felt a little flustered, but she pretended to be calm: "I heard that my sister was just exposed for plagiarism and is being criticized terribly online. Shouldn't you be thinking about how to resolve your own issues right now? Why are you slandering me? Are you just upset and want to take it out on me?"
She intentionally provoked Jiang Xingyao, wanting Jiang Xingyao to lose control and attack her at the police station, so that she could…
“Officer, you heard that? She must be feeling guilty to be saying these ambiguous things. Please help me find my things,” Jiang Xingyao said.
"Ms. Jiang Cancan, please cooperate with the investigation and take out your phone."
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