Chapter 133 Coming for Qu Xinting
The scars that had existed between the two were completely exposed at this moment.
An endless chill still enveloped Jiang Xingyao. She seemed to recall that night of relentless rain, the unreachable phone calls, and the car that had broken down.
The joy of receiving the pregnancy test result was long since worn away by those unreachable phone calls.
Especially when she came in soaking wet, her husband was still taking care of another woman. He was even afraid that the other woman would get cold, so he ignored her wet clothes and kept scolding her, telling her to close the door so that the woman on the sofa wouldn't get cold.
All of this was enough to destroy her self-esteem. Knowing that he didn't love her, how could she do something like using a child to tie him down?
Jiang Xingyao remained silent as painful memories flooded back, almost dragging her back into the depths of water that could drown her.
Jiang Xingyao finally picked up the vase and smashed it at Jin Qingyu: "Get out! Jin Qingyu! Get out of here!"
Because her body was trembling uncontrollably, she was too weak, and the vase shattered into pieces just as it hit Jin Qingyu's feet.
But the loud noise and the splashing porcelain shards still made Jin Qingyu frown.
Jiang Xingyao looked as if all her strength had been drained. She squatted in the corner, hugging her knees, curling herself into a ball, looking weak and pitiful.
Jin Qingyu tried to help her up, but Jiang Xingyao groped around and picked up a piece of broken porcelain from the ground, holding it to her neck. She said, "Jin Qingyu, get away from me. If you dare touch me again, I'll kill myself."
She gripped the porcelain shards tightly, cutting her palms, and beads of blood oozed out, dripping onto the ground, filling the air with the stench of blood.
The edge of the broken porcelain clung to her fair neck, leaving bloody marks. When Jin Qingyu saw the resolute look in Jiang Xingyao's eyes, he had a premonition that Jiang Xingyao was not joking with him this time.
She truly would rather die than let him touch her.
His chaotic and agitated thoughts tugged at his heartstrings, and the bright red blood was glaringly obvious. Jin Qingyu finally took a step back and said, "I'll have Assistant Xu take you to the hospital."
He went out.
Jiang Xingyao finally breathed a sigh of relief. She lowered her head, her wrists still trembling slightly.
When Assistant Xu came in and saw the blood everywhere, he raised his voice: "Madam's hands are for playing the piano, how could there be so much blood?"
Jiang Xingyao glanced at him coldly without saying a word. Jin Qingyu, who was standing outside the door, lowered his head and lit a cigarette.
As he brushed past Jiang Xingyao, he saw her cold eyes once again.
Why was she bleeding so much? Of course, it was to avoid him.
To avoid him, one is willing to risk one's life; what are two hands compared to that?
A clear self-mockery flashed in Jin Qingyu's eyes. He glanced at the half-open door of the private room and could still see the broken porcelain and bloodstains on the floor.
It is said that forced love is not sweet, but it can quench thirst. But Jiang Xingyao is different. Her core is bitter, astringent, and even thorny.
As the cigarette burned to the end, Jin Qingyu's gaze gradually turned mocking.
So what?
Didn't he know from the beginning that a noble swan wouldn't fall in love with someone like him? Yet he still took her for himself.
He doesn't care.
All he wanted was Jiang Xingyao to be his.
Assistant Xu took Jiang Xingyao to the hospital and had someone treat her wounds.
She knew her hands were important to her, and she was careful. The blood looked scary, but it hadn't damaged any tendons or veins; it was just some superficial wounds.
After getting some anti-inflammatory medicine, Jiang Xingyao hadn't even left the hospital when she saw Qu Xinting. Qu Xinting was standing at the entrance of the surgical clinic. Jiang Xingyao couldn't see the face of the person sitting inside, but she did see the person talking to Qu Xinting. It was Assistant Han, who was with Zhou Huaiyan.
Assistant Xu recognized him too, a hint of surprise flashing across his face: "Isn't that Assistant Han, who's with Madam Jiang and President Zhou? This is…"
Jiang Xingyao thought of the photo she kept in her bag.
She was about to leave when Zhou Huaiyan arrived in the capital. Could it be that he came here specifically for Qu Xinting?
"Madam, you..." Assistant Xu was about to ask Jiang Xingyao if she needed to help when Jiang Xingyao had already walked over to the group.
As she got closer, she saw that it was indeed Zhou Huaiyan treating his wounds. One of his arms was in a splint, and it looked like it was broken.
When Assistant Han saw Jiang Xingyao, he greeted her politely, "Miss Jiang, what are you doing here?"
Before Jiang Xingyao could speak, Qu Xinting said, "You should leave now. My affairs are none of your business. Go!"
As soon as she saw Jiang Xingyao, she seemed to become agitated, reaching out to grab Jiang Xingyao's hand, which was covered in gauze.
The unusual touch made Qu Xinting's expression change slightly. She suddenly let go, still shouting, "Jiang Xingyao, I've broken off all ties with you. My business is none of your concern. Get out of here!"
Her voice was excessively shrill, echoing through the hospital corridor.
Zhou Huaiyan came out and asked, "What happened? Yaoyao, do you know this lady?"
“I don’t know her. I’m the one who hit you. Let her go,” Qu Xinting said.
"Madam, judging from your relationship with Miss Jiang, it doesn't seem like you don't know her. Do you have a grudge against her?" Assistant Han asked, his voice carrying a hint of ambiguity.
Zhou Huaiyan also looked over coldly.
Qu Xinting snorted coldly: "So what if we know each other? She's my unfilial daughter. I severed our mother-daughter relationship with her a long time ago. It's really bad luck to run into her here."
"Jiang Xingyao, why don't you leave right now? Don't you know you're annoying?"
Jiang Xingyao noticed that the burns on her neck hadn't healed yet; the dense blisters had spread across the skin the size of her palm, making her features look less delicate.
Coupled with that fierce-looking but cowardly expression, it looked strangely menacing.
She looks nothing like the woman with the clean and gentle smile in the photo of Zhou Keyuan.
Qu Xinting used to be very concerned about her appearance, but she cared more about Jiang Yuncheng's feelings. These dense blisters could have been covered up with skin grafts, but Jiang Xingyao didn't know why Qu Xinting didn't do it.
The other party's attitude remained unchanged, which still chilled Jiang Xingyao to the bone. Jiang Xingyao nodded: "She's right. Back then, she insisted on severing ties with me because of my good-for-nothing father. Brother Huaiyan, if she injured you, you can go directly to Jiang Yuncheng and let him handle it."
At this moment, Qu Xinting suddenly revealed a hint of arrogance on her face. She said smugly, "Do you need to tell me? I already called Yun Cheng. He will come to pick me up soon. You should leave now. Yun Cheng doesn't want to see you either."
"It's just hitting someone, right? Our Jiang family has plenty of money, we can afford to pay. Just ask for it when Yuncheng arrives."
Qu Xinting now acts exactly like a spoiled, brainless wife.
It's rude and vulgar.
Jiang Xingyao glanced at Zhou Huaiyan's profile. Seeing her like this, Zhou Huaiyan probably couldn't equate her with Zhou Keyuan's white moonlight anymore.
Jiang Yuncheng arrived quickly and asked, "Tingting, what exactly happened? How did you end up hitting someone? Who is the other person? How badly are they injured?"
He asked a lot of questions, but didn't show any interest in Qu Xinting's situation.
His words were full of calculation. From the moment he asked about the other party's identity, it was clear that he was more concerned about how much money he needed to pay.
Zhou Huaiyan stood to one side, his expression indifferent, glancing at Qu Xinting's face from time to time.
The half of the woman's face with the scar is exactly the half that is shown in the photo.
Even so, you can still see the resemblance in her face shape and features to those in the photo.
Just his expression...
Qu Xinting had already pounced on Jiang Yuncheng, and just like she always did: "Oh, Yuncheng, I didn't mean to! Why didn't you come to pick me up today? I was just distracted and bumped into him."
How would I know who he is? Anyway, that's the situation. You just need to pay him some money quickly.
No normal person would act like Qu Xinting, hitting someone and then being so self-righteous. Her words were clearly meant to deliberately provoke the victim.
Zhou Huaiyan didn't speak, but Assistant Han was a little indignant. He said, "Do you know who our boss is? Do you know how much of our boss's business has been delayed in just a short while?"
"Compensation? Sure, judging by the time, our CEO Zhou can make at least 30 million this morning. You've injured his arm, which will delay him for at least a month. At 60 million a day, 180 million in compensation isn't unreasonable, is it?"
"What?" Jiang Yuncheng shouted anxiously, "How can you calculate it like that? He injured his left arm, not his right arm. And, and do you really think he has that much profit? Young man, I'm warning you, this is a society governed by law. Don't make exorbitant demands."
He looked Zhou Huaiyan up and down, and he was quite certain that there was no such person in the capital.
Moreover, seeing that Zhou Huaiyan was dressed casually today, without a single logo on his clothes, Jiang Yuncheng became even more certain that they were there to extort money.
Jiang Yuncheng continued, "It's just an injured arm. What do you mean by 180 million? That amount of money could buy ten of your lives."
Jiang Yuncheng was acting like a complete scoundrel. Assistant Han was furious and clenched his fists as usual. Zhou Huaiyan shook his head and looked at Jiang Yuncheng: "Mr. Jiang, if you are dissatisfied with this way of handling things, why don't you call the police to resolve it?"
Your wife used to be so generous, saying you had plenty of money and could handle it, which is why we chose to settle out of court. But now it seems that a private settlement is no longer possible.
"Call the police? How can that be? Yuncheng, the company is at a critical time. We can't afford any setbacks right now. It's just a little over a hundred million, we..."
"Shut up! What do you mean 'it's just one hundred million'? You..." Jiang Yuncheng wanted to yell at Qu Xinting, but looking into her eyes, he took a deep breath and swallowed his anger. He said politely, "Sir, I'm really sorry. It's all Tingting's fault. She had a serious illness before and hasn't been in contact with people for a long time. She's not very good at speaking. Can we discuss this matter again?"
"Really? I didn't know what kind of illness would require such a long period of isolation from people?" Zhou Huaiyan asked.
Jiang Xingyao frowned slightly; he had indeed come for Qu Xinting.
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