Chapter 72 The wife seems to be in the hospital.
The tap was running in the bathroom.
Jiang Cancan came in from outside and stood next to Jiang Xingyao: "Sister, aren't you curious now? Why did the person who trusted you and protected you before suddenly change?"
The woman's smiling face was reflected in the mirror, the curve of her lips seeming like a silent mockery.
Jiang Xingyao shook the water off her hands and didn't reply.
Jiang Cancan continued, "Sister, why can't you see clearly? You and Qingyu have only been married for a year, how can that compare to our nearly ten years of relationship?"
He might have neglected me for a certain reason or for a period of time, but he would never give up on me.
"You came here just to show off this? If so, you might as well just take it." Jiang Xingyao looked coldly at Jiang Cancan. After the excessive grief, her voice was now completely calm.
What Jiang Cancan saw was her straight back and her mocking expression, which was the look Jiang Cancan disliked the most. Every time she met Jiang Xingyao's eyes, she always felt that Jiang Xingyao looked down on her.
This made her desperately want to tear apart Jiang Xingyao's pride.
Jiang Cancan said, "Sister, you only know that I sold the song to Dijing Entertainment, but you don't know how I got your song, do you?"
It's Qingyu. He has a video of you playing the piano on his phone, and he gave it to me.
Haha, you wouldn't believe it, would you? While he was helping you find evidence, he actually knew everything.
Jiang Xingyao's mind went blank, and even her legs felt weak.
She wasn't without her suspicions about Jin Qingyu. Before she gave her piece to Shen Mingsu, she had only played it with Lin Ma and Jin Qingyu.
Moreover, this time, she composed a total of eight pieces.
Of all the songs, only "Thorns" was one she played for Jin Qingyu, and only that one was plagiarized.
However, one's own guesses and others' confirmations are ultimately different. When she heard these things with her own ears, Jiang Xingyao was still shocked.
Seeing her swaying figure, Jiang Cancan was finally satisfied. She said, "So, sister, even if you sit in Mrs. Jin's seat, so what? Brother Qingyu will only choose me."
Jiang Xingyao didn't know how she got out of the restroom. Just thinking about how Jin Qingyu had been by her side saying nice things while she was collecting evidence, and watching her run around like she was a clown, made her feel breathless.
Shen's staff were already waiting in the corridor, and asked Jiang Xingyao to go to the conference room to sign the termination contract.
With Jin Qingyu offering such generous terms, the outcome was already a foregone conclusion. As for Jiang Xingyao's feelings, or who actually composed the song, no one cared anymore.
The tension in the meeting room seemed to linger, and everyone looked rather grim. The termination agreement had already been printed and was laid out on the table.
Shen Ming said, "Xingyao, don't listen to them. You don't need to sign this contract. I said I'd stand up for you, and I'll keep my word."
Jiang Xingyao shook her head and looked at Shen Mingsu gratefully: "No need, President Shen. Thank you for believing in me, but I am indeed not suitable to stay at Shen's. This is my own decision."
She couldn't let Shen Mingsu have any more conflicts with the elders of the Shen family because of her.
Shen Mingsu watched as Jiang Xingyao picked up her pen, and he hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
Jiang Xingyao didn't dare to hesitate. She held her breath and quickly signed her name on the contract. When she finished writing the last stroke, she felt a sharp pain in her heart.
She destroyed her own dream, with her own hands.
The signing of this document meant that she was expelled from the Shen family business, and that she had admitted to plagiarism.
But now she has no other choice; she can't drag Shen Mingsu down with her.
The contract was handed over by Jiang Xingyao, and everything was settled. The shareholders of Shen's Group all smiled and left.
Shen Ying also went out.
Shen Ming said, "Xingyao, I know you compromised this time because of me."
I won't let this go so easily. If you're willing, I'll help you clear your name this time.
"Shen Mingsu, thank you so much, but these are all my matters. Please don't interfere anymore," Jiang Xingyao said.
Perhaps she was just an unlucky person; her mother disliked her, and even her friends would get into trouble because of her.
Since that's the case, it's better to let her face the future alone.
She didn't want anyone else to get into trouble because of her.
In the lounge, which is separated from the conference room by only one wall.
Jin Qingyu looked at Jiang Cancan: "What were you and Yao Yao talking about in the restroom?"
"What can I say? Mr. Jin, you know my sister doesn't like me, and she won't listen to me." Jiang Cancan explained softly as she bent down to pour tea for Jin Qingyu.
"You'd better do that."
Jiang Cancan, don't forget what you promised me.
"I'll only tolerate you for one month," Jin Qingyu said.
His voice was as cold as ice, and Jiang Cancan's wrist trembled, spilling some tea.
She put the teapot aside and said in a low voice, "Mr. Jin, we've known each other for almost ten years. Do you have to be so heartless? Is it because of Jiang Xingyao?"
"Alright, stop pretending to be wronged in front of me, Jiang Cancan. You've been up to something behind the scenes lately, haven't you?"
Even the matter of Wangshan Manor was something you deliberately plotted.
"You were the one who started this dishonesty. One month is the final deadline," Jin Qingyu said.
Jiang Cancan bit her lip, her eyes filled with darkness.
The man's cold voice echoed in her ears, and she finally nodded slightly.
Just then, there was a light knock on the door. It was Shen Hanzhi's assistant, who came in with a termination contract that had already been stamped: "Mr. Jin, President Hanzhi wants you to take a look and see if there are any problems?"
Jin Qingyu ignored Jiang Cancan, flipped through two pages of the contract, and looked up at his assistant, asking, "Where is my wife?"
"It's still next door," the assistant said.
"The contract is already signed, and you're still next door? Suing Shen Ming? Is your CEO Shen really that shameless, stealing someone's husband right in front of him?"
When Jiang Xingyao arrived, the first thing she heard was Jin Qingyu's mockery. She retorted, "President Jin, you should take some time to cleanse your brain and empty out all that filth before you speak, lest you embarrass the Jin family one day."
Jin Qingyu smiled enigmatically and walked to Jiang Xingyao's side: "What? Some people shamelessly want to steal someone else's partner, and I'm not allowed to say anything?"
Mrs. Jin, look carefully, I am your husband. Stop defending those scoundrels in front of me.
His face drew closer, and Jiang Xingyao, seeing the smile on his lips, could no longer contain her pent-up emotions. She raised her hand and slapped him across the face: "President Jin, can you watch your mouth now?"
A crisp snap echoed in the quiet lounge.
Knowing that his assistant would remain where he was, Shen Han didn't know whether to leave or stay, so he lowered his head and tried to minimize his presence.
Jiang Cancan rushed to Jin Qingyu's side and asked with concern, "Mr. Jin, how are you? Are you alright?"
"You won't die, don't make such a fuss." Jin Qingyu said irritably.
Jiang Cancan then turned to Jiang Xingyao, asking aggrievedly, "Sister, how could you hit someone? President Jin is right, it's clearly you and that president of Shen's Group who have an inappropriate relationship, you..."
"Jiang Cancan, I told you to shut up. You have no right to speak here." Jin Qingyu interrupted Jiang Cancan's tearful words.
He grabbed Jiang Xingyao's wrist: "Mrs. Jin, you're angry and want to vent, that's fine, but I hope your reason for hitting me is just to vent, not because of any cats or dogs."
He grabbed Jiang Xingyao's hand and placed it on his face: "Have you hit me enough? If not, keep going."
Her fingertips touched the warmth of his face, and an itch gradually rose from the point of contact to her whole body. In Jiang Xingyao's eyes, there was only an intense, overwhelming disgust. She withdrew her hand: "Stop pretending to care about me in front of outsiders. It makes me want to vomit."
Jin Qingyu did not express any opinion and followed Jiang Xingyao out of the conference room.
The matter was resolved, and the Shen family got what they wanted. When Jin Qingyu left, several senior executives of the Shen family came out to see him off, as if they had always been good partners and that no conflict had ever occurred.
As Jiang Xingyao listened to Jin Qingyu's polite words to the Shen family, she rolled her eyes, finding it all hypocritical.
So hypocritical it's disgusting.
A black Bentley was parked downstairs. Assistant Xu opened the car door: "Sir, Madam, please get in the car."
Jiang Xingyao said, "I have other things to do."
"If there's anything else, let's talk about it when we get home," Jin Qingyu said.
Jiang Xingyao actually wanted to go to the hospital for another pregnancy check-up.
She was in a hurry when she left the hospital and forgot to take her medical examination report.
She couldn't put her mind at ease until she went for a prenatal checkup to make sure the baby was okay.
Judging from Jin Qingyu's expression, he clearly didn't want to let her go. Jiang Xingyao glanced at Jiang Cancan and casually made up an excuse: "I don't want to ride in the same car as her. I'll take a taxi back by myself. Is that okay?"
Jin Qingyu frowned. He wanted to say something, but Jiang Cancan had already climbed into the back seat on her own.
He slammed the car door shut and looked at Jiang Xingyao: "I'll take a taxi with you."
"No need, I don't want to ride in the same car as you." Jiang Xingyao said, hailing a taxi and getting in, giving the address of the hospital she frequented.
The taxi sped away and quickly disappeared into the traffic.
Jin Qingyu then got into the car: "Drive, catch up with the car Madam is in."
Assistant Xu reminded him, "Mr. Jin, why don't we send Secretary Jiang back first? Otherwise, if your wife sees this, she'll probably get angry again."
Jin Qingyu remained silent for a moment, as if he was pondering.
Jiang Cancan said, "Mr. Jin, I think I caught a chill yesterday and I feel a little dizzy. Why don't you leave me at the hospital? It'll be on your way back."
Jin Qingyu did not refuse, and Assistant Xu then started the car.
As the Bentley stopped at the hospital, it brushed past a taxi. Assistant Xu was a little surprised: "Mr. Jin, that looks like the car Madam was in just now."
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