Chapter 65 When a wife is wronged, how can a husband not come to her aid?
Jiang Xingyao knew that the most important thing now was to prove that she was not the one who plagiarized before things fully escalated, and to minimize the losses to the Shen family.
She greeted the Shen siblings and then hurriedly returned to Xiyuan to retrieve her draft.
Shen's PR team quickly released the draft and the audio recording of the music before it was finalized.
But less than half an hour later, Emperor Entertainment released Cheng Jing's creative process, including both audio and video.
The comments section of Shen's official Weibo account was filled with insults.
As Cheng Jing's concert came to an end, her fans saw the news online and flocked to her page.
Shen Ying said somewhat helplessly, "Xing Yao, it's just that the creation process of this piece can't prove that you are the original author. After all, if the piece is leaked, something without a timeline is easy to imitate. Do you have any other evidence?"
Shen's official Weibo account has been completely overrun, and Jiang Xingyao's information has been exposed. Countless people are demanding that Jiang Xingyao apologize. The situation has escalated too quickly, catching everyone off guard.
At this point, Shen Ying couldn't comfort Jiang Xingyao with the words that insiders know the truth, since there are still many laymen in this world.
Compared to Jiang Xingyao, Cheng Jing's resume is impressive enough that more people will be willing to believe in him.
“I have some compositions I’ve made before, but they’re from a long time ago. Every single one of them is kept on videotape with the date on it. My musical style hasn’t changed much over the years. Is that okay?” Jiang Xingyao asked.
“Of course.” A hint of surprise flashed across Shen Ying’s face. No matter how a person’s musical style changes, there are always traces to be found in their previous works.
Cheng Jing only rewrote a song called "Thorn". He certainly doesn't have a similar song. If Jiang Xingyao can find all her past songs, it can naturally serve as the strongest evidence.
“Then I’ll go find it now,” Jiang Xingyao said.
When my grandfather was still alive, he loved her the most. He recorded not only the music she composed, but also every meaningful thing in her life.
After his grandfather passed away, Jiang Xingyao got into the habit of recording audio. At that time, he only thought about continuing his grandfather's habit, but he never thought it would be of this use.
She thought maybe her grandfather was watching over her from heaven. He couldn't bear to see her sad, so he left her the evidence early on.
Before Jiang Xingyao could come downstairs, Shen Mingsu's secretary ran up first: "It's bad, Mr. Shen! Cheng Jing's fans have surrounded the company building and are demanding that Miss Jiang be handed over. She probably can't get out now."
"Xingyao never shows herself, they..."
"I don't know who posted Ms. Jiang's photo online. Now there are many people waiting downstairs with posters printed with Ms. Jiang's photo. If Ms. Jiang goes down, she will definitely be recognized."
Shen Ying wanted to say that not everyone might know Jiang Xingyao, but she was interrupted by her secretary before she could finish speaking, and Shen Ying's expression turned a little unpleasant.
This was clearly a premeditated act by the other party, who exposed Jiang Xingyao's information and angered Cheng Jing's fans to come and block the door, giving them no chance to gather evidence.
"See if any popular celebrities are still in the company. Find a few more and have them walk around to see if you can distract them," Shen Mingsu instructed, rubbing his temples.
The secretary quickly went down to find someone, and returned shortly after. Shen Mingsu raised an eyebrow and asked, "How come so fast? Is the matter resolved?"
"It's the Jin family. They've brought their legal team and are sending out lawyer's letters downstairs, accusing them of infringing on Ms. Jiang's portrait rights."
"There were only young girls outside, and most of them ran away in fear," the secretary said.
Upon hearing the name "Jin's Group," Shen Mingsu's expression darkened. Just then, Jin Qingyu strode into the conference room and said coldly, "President Shen, indecisiveness is not the style of a leader. Leave Yaoyao to me."
He reached out and wrapped his arms around Jiang Xingyao's waist, pulling her into his embrace, and whispered, "Where are we going? I'll take you there."
“The Jiang family,” Jiang Xingyao said.
She got married in a hurry and left many of her belongings at the Jiang family's house. Later, she had a very bad relationship with Jiang Yuncheng. Every time she met with Jiang Yuncheng, they would be at odds, and she never had a chance to go upstairs to get her own things.
Or even if she wanted to take it, Jiang Yuncheng wouldn't allow it; Jiang Yuncheng would still have to hold onto those things to threaten her.
Those videotapes were kept with her grandfather's belongings in her bedroom, and she had to get them out this time no matter what.
Jin Qingyu nodded, and as he left with Jiang Xingyao, he couldn't help but give Shen Mingsu a disdainful smile.
Shen Mingsu's lips twitched, and he silently uttered two words: "Naive."
The Bentley sped through the traffic like a black lightning bolt, the roar of its engine filling the air. Jiang Xingyao asked wearily, "Why are you here?"
Jin Qingyu said, "My wife has been wronged, so as her husband, it wouldn't be right for me not to show up."
As for you, I asked you to come to the Jin family, but you always disagreed. In the end, without saying a word, you signed a contract of servitude with the Shen family behind my back.
Jiang Xingyao, look at that guy's indecisive appearance. What future can you have by following him?
After this is over, just quit your job.
He suddenly appeared when she was most helpless. Jiang Xingyao was initially grateful to him, but after hearing his words, her gratitude vanished, leaving only anger.
Jiang Xingyao said, "My relationship with President Shen is just a normal working relationship. Can you please stop looking at people with prejudice?"
And where I want to work is none of your business. Don't forget, you were the one who refused to let me join Jin's Group in the first place.
Before Jin Qingyu could speak, Jiang Xingyao continued, "Jin Qingyu, I'm not in the mood to argue with you today. If you insist on making trouble for me, just put me down. I don't need you to take me home."
Jin Qingyu glanced at her: "What time is it? You still have such a temper. You and Jiang Yuncheng had such a big fight. If I don't go back to the Jiang family with you, can you manage on your own?"
Jiang Xingyao disliked Jin Qingyu's tone of voice.
Unable to refute her now, she simply turned her head away and ignored her.
Jin Qingyu pulled out a small strawberry cake from somewhere and handed it to Jiang Xingyao: "You haven't eaten much, have you? Have something to tide you over. Once things are settled, I'll take you out to eat."
Jiang Xingyao stared intently at the cake placed in front of her.
Jin Qingyu always seems to be like this.
They can suddenly show their kindness without anyone knowing, or they can withdraw it in an instant, crushing a person's heart to pieces.
"What are you standing there for? Do you want your husband to feed you?" Jin Qingyu teased when he saw that Jiang Xingyao did not react for a long time.
Assistant Xu and his legal team stayed at Shen's to deal with Cheng Jing's fans, while Jin Qingyu drove himself today.
Seeing that he seemed to be really going to pull over, Jiang Xingyao raised her hand and punched him lightly: "Drive carefully."
Under Jin Qingyu's watchful gaze, she finally opened the cake.
The cake was so sweet and cloying that the sweet smell seemed to be amplified infinitely in the enclosed space of the car. Jiang Xingyao could only eat two bites before she couldn't eat anymore.
Jin Qingyu glanced at her sideways but didn't say anything.
The car arrived at Jiang's residence quickly.
It just so happened that the Jiang family was having dinner.
When Jiang Yuncheng saw them arrive, he was quite surprised, but he quickly put on a smile and tried to greet them.
Qu Xinting rolled her eyes and said bluntly to Jiang Xingyao, "What are you doing here again? Aren't you welcome here?"
Jiang Xingyao had no intention of getting entangled with Qu Xinting. She didn't say anything and went straight upstairs. Jin Qingyu followed closely behind, and Jiang Yuncheng also quickly followed. He said, "Yaoyao, you child, you came back without saying a word. What exactly do you want?"
He reached out to stop Jiang Xingyao, but Jin Qingyu blocked his way: "President Jiang, Yaoyao is just looking for her own things, there's no need for you to stop her, is there?"
"What else could she possibly have here?" Jiang Yuncheng muttered under his breath. Jin Qingyu didn't reply; he simply blocked him from getting close to Jiang Xingyao.
The bedroom was exactly as it had been when she left. Jiang Xingyao skillfully pulled a large suitcase out from under the bed.
Inside, besides her awards and certificates from childhood, there were also some little trinkets that her grandfather had made for her by hand.
Jiang Xingyao flipped through the pages to the very end, but still couldn't find the videotape she wanted.
Her heart sank deeper and deeper. She staggered out of the house and looked at Jiang Yuncheng, saying, "You touched my things, didn't you? Where are my videotapes?"
"What videotape? I don't know what you're talking about, Jiang Xingyao. It's not appropriate for you to start a fight with Dad as soon as you get back," Jiang Yuncheng said.
Jiang Xingyao leaned against the wall, trying to calm herself down. She asked, "Was Jiang Cancan here? Did you take my videotape to Jiang Cancan?"
Jiang Cancan had mentioned the concert time and time again before, displaying an attitude of complete confidence.
Jiang Xingyao had already suspected that she was the one who leaked her song to Dijing Entertainment.
However, she had no evidence, and the most important thing right now was to quickly verify and protect the reputation of the Shen family, so she couldn't go to find Jiang Cancan immediately.
If even the videotape she used to prove her innocence was taken away by Jiang Cancan, how else can she prove that she didn't plagiarize?
“Cancan hasn’t been back for a while, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Jiang Yuncheng said.
A profound sense of dejection rose in Jiang Xingyao's heart.
Her legs were so weak she could barely stand, and Jin Qingyu quickly reached out to support her: "Yaoyao, don't panic, just look for it if you lose it, I'll help you look."
Jiang Xingyao held onto Jin Qingyu's arm, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down. Just then, Qu Xinting slowly walked up from downstairs. She said to Jiang Xingyao, "It's just a videotape. So what if Cancan took it? Stop yelling at your dad."
A string in her heart snapped instantly, and Jiang Xingyao asked, "So she took it, right?"
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