Chapter 137 He is my backer
Song Cheng's funeral was held on a gloomy morning.
Song Zhi stood at the front of the mourning hall, his black suit making his figure look even taller.
When he took the equity transfer document handed over by the lawyer, his fingertips did not tremble at all, because he had already anticipated the outcome.
This internal struggle that lasted for several months finally ended with his complete victory.
After the funeral, he rejected all invitations from directors and drove straight to his villa in the suburbs.
The sound of the wheels rolling over the dead branches was particularly clear on the quiet mountain road. In the rearview mirror, the outline of the Song family's old house gradually blurred.
She is still in his villa.
This thought slightly relaxed Song Zhi's tense nerves.
He had imagined countless ways to declare victory to her, but in the end it all came down to a simple wish -
He wanted to see her sitting in front of the French window drinking tea, and wanted to hear her say "congratulations" in that casual tone.
However, the moment he pushed open the door of the villa, Song Zhi's heart sank.
The living room was empty.
On the armchair where Jiang Tingwan often sat, the financial magazine was still open to yesterday's page. The black tea on the coffee table had already gone cold, with half a lip mark left on the edge of the cup.
"Where are the people?" His voice was frighteningly cold.
The bodyguards looked at each other.
After investigation, they found that the security system had been hacked half an hour ago, and what they saw were just previous clips.
When they resumed surveillance, Jiang Tingwan had disappeared from the screen.
Song Zhi punched the wall.
The sharp pain in his knuckles was nothing compared to the panic that was bubbling in his chest.
The security system here was designed by a special person. To crack it, it can only be studied by people inside the villa themselves.
It is impossible for Jiang Tingwan to hack into the system by herself. After all, if she wanted to leave, given her personality, she would probably tell him directly.
Unless... someone took her away by force.
Song Zhi loosened his tie and dialed a number he had never used before: "Check Wen Nian's whereabouts in the last two hours."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone: "Boss, Master Wen has been in the Macau Casino, and there are hundreds of witnesses."
Surprisingly, it’s not Wen Nian.
Song Zhi's temples were throbbing.
He flipped his phone and made a call.
"In ten minutes, check all the surveillance cameras in the city. We must find her."
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One hour ago.
Jiang Tingwan was leaning on the terrace railing to bask in the sun when her cell phone vibrated.
【Aren’t you coming back for the New Year yet? 】
Sender: Jiang Shixu.
It was just seven short words, but she seemed to see him sitting in Jiang's top-floor office typing these words expressionlessly.
She raised the corners of her mouth and replied: [I will be back soon, brother]
But less than half an hour after the message was sent, there was a regular knock on the door behind him.
"Enter."
The door opened, but the person who walked in was not the servant who usually brought tea.
The moment Jiang Tingwan turned around, she was stunned——
"Assistant Su?"
"Miss." Jiang Shixu's personal assistant stood at the door in a neat suit and bowed respectfully: "Boss Jiang sent me to pick you up."
Jiang Tingwan was stunned.
She should have thought of it earlier. Jiang Shixu's question "Why don't you come back for the New Year" was not an inquiry at all, but a warning.
Ten minutes later, she got into a low-key Hongqi sedan in her home clothes.
The car window rolled down, revealing Jiang Shixu's chiseled profile.
"Brother?" Jiang Tingwan looked at his brother who suddenly appeared, "Why are you..."
Jiang Shixu's eyes moved over to her, and seeing that she was still wearing her home clothes, he put a black coat on her shoulders and said, "If I don't come, I'm afraid you won't go back for the New Year."
His tone was calm, yet filled with unquestionable determination.
In fact, she wanted to deal with some things, but she would definitely go back for the New Year...
Jiang Tingwan looked at him like this but didn't say anything.
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The car drove towards the helipad at the top of the mountain.
It wasn't until she heard the roar of the helicopter's propellers that she realized -
This "imprisonment" that lasted for nearly a month ended hastily in this way.
Jiang Tingwan never asked Jiang Shixu's people about her disappearance, because Jiang Shixu didn't send her a message during this period.
However, she didn't expect that this man would fly directly to the port city without saying a word, and wanted to take her away as soon as they met.
"Go up." Jiang Shixu opened the cabin door for her.
The moment Jiang Tingwan raised her foot, a sharp brake sound suddenly came from behind her.
"Jiang Tingwan!"
Song Zhi's voice cut through the biting mountain wind.
Jiang Tingwan turned around and saw him standing next to the SUV. His suit jacket was missing and his shirt collar was messy. It was obvious that he had come in a hurry.
She had never seen Song Zhi in such a miserable state.
This was the first time Jiang Shixu and Song Zhi met.
The two men's eyes met in the air, one was cold as ice, the other was full of undercurrents.
However, Jiang Shixu only glanced at Song Zhi indifferently, then looked at Jiang Tingwan again, and said calmly: "Go up."
"Where are you going?" Song Zhi took a step forward, but he was surrounded by Jiang Shixu's men, blocking the entrance.
His voice was hoarse, "Who is he?"
Jiang Tingwan stood in front of the helicopter door, the mountain breeze blowing her long hair.
She looked at Song Zhi's red eyes and clenched knuckles, and suddenly remembered the cell phone he threw out of the car window, the bleeding wound on his forehead, and the trembling ending of his voice when he said "I will make you willing to stay by my side".
But she had no intention of delving into what his mood was at the moment.
Since Jiang Shixu had already come to pick her up, there was no reason for her not to leave.
And who is Jiang Shixu?
Jiang Tingwan thought for a moment, and then recalled the "backstage" that Song Zhi had repeatedly emphasized at the beginning. She spoke softly:
"He is... my backer."
After all, the Jiang family is her backer.
Song Zhi paused.
Jiang Tingwan turned around and boarded the plane without looking back.
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