Chapter 62 Chapter 62 The Power of Destiny
The deputy manager nodded, said goodbye to her, and ran towards the elevator.
Wen Yao really wanted to rush to the police station right now, but Jiang Shaoming had told her not to go out. She was afraid that she would mess things up if she didn't understand, so she decided to follow Jiang Shaoming's arrangements and not go anywhere.
"I'll go upstairs to the guest room now," she said.
The receptionist looked apologetic. "The police have sealed that room. They say it's a crime scene and you're not allowed in."
It was in that room...
Wen Yao nodded, "Then just arrange any room for me."
The front desk clerk quickly went to take care of it, and within a few minutes, she was in a warm and comfortable room. This was an anime-themed hotel, with light purple tones, which was particularly warm and romantic. If it were any other time, she would definitely fall in love with this place.
But now, she was in no mood to appreciate or experience it. She just threw herself on the single sofa next to the big bed and sat there in a daze.
I casually flipped through my phone and found that there were already sporadic news about the Yueer Hotel. It was mainly about a murder that occurred in the Yueer Hotel, mixed with the grand music party tonight, which was very distressing to watch.
She stopped looking at it, thinking that it was futile to worry about it, so she could only take a shower and lie down on the bed.
What exactly happened to Jiang Yue?
Why did Guan Xiaoya appear in the hotel today?
Who is the mysterious person who sent her the message?
What was his purpose? Was he teasing her or trying to get her out of the way? Or was he simply leaving because she didn't arrive?
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My mind was in a mess. After lying down for nearly two hours, I finally couldn't resist the fatigue and fell asleep.
She used to be able to sleep until the sun rose. If she went to bed at two or three o'clock like the night before, she would not wake up until noon. But today she woke up early, at around seven o'clock. She checked her cell phone, but there was no call from Jiang Shaoming.
She tried to call Jiang Yue, but naturally no one answered.
There was no other way, so I couldn't help but search for news online. As soon as I opened the page, the first hot topic was "Guan Xiaoya was sexually assaulted by the president of Yueer Group", and the accompanying picture was a photo of Jiang Yue being escorted into a police car in front of the Yueer Hotel.
Such a proud and noble person was huddled in a dim and blurry photo, with four or five policemen surrounding him like prisoners. Even though he still stood upright stubbornly, he lowered his head slightly under the gaze of others. His face could not be seen clearly in the night, but it was very heartbreaking.
Without exception, the comments below were filled with insults and sarcasm, calling people "scumbags," "pile drivers from wealthy families," and "rapists."
Wen Yao felt so upset that she couldn't bear to read any more and closed the webpage.
If she were misunderstood like this, she would probably go crazy, but what about him? He has always been "other people's children" and a role model for the second generation in the circle.
It's all her fault. If only she hadn't left last night. I thought Guan Xiaoya's matter was over, but I didn't expect the plot wasn't going to let him go.
Just as she was stunned, her cell phone suddenly rang. She was startled and saw that it was Jiang Shaoming on the phone. She couldn't help but pick up the phone immediately.
"Hello, Dad?"
"I'm sorry, Miss Wen. I'm Xiao Liu, a lawyer from Yue'er's legal department. President Jiang asked you to come to the police station right now. We can arrange bail immediately."
"Okay, okay, I'll be there right away!" Wen Yao was so excited that she immediately got up and put on her clothes. In ten minutes, she had everything ready and ran out the door.
It was just after the rush hour, so the traffic was not too congested. The taxi driver was very skilled and quickly arrived at the Public Security Bureau after evading traffic left and right.
It was Wen Yao's first time in a police station and she was a little nervous. She went into the service hall with her head held high. While she was still hesitating, a police officer asked her what she wanted to do.
She replied: "I am Jiang Yue's family member."
The police officer stood up from behind the information desk: "Follow me."
The police officer took her inside and after turning a few corners in the corridor, she was taken to a waiting room where Jiang Shaoming and a young man in his thirties were sitting.
"Wait here first." The police officer said as he closed the door and left.
This was a very ordinary waiting room, with several rows of metal chairs. Jiang Shaoming and the young man sat in the two seats in the middle. Seeing her coming, the young man stood up first and said, "Hello, Miss Wen, I'm Xiao Liu. I can apply for bail, but I don't know how long I have to wait. Please take a seat first."
Wen Yao nodded and said "thank you", then walked to the other side of Jiang Shaoming and sat down one seat away from him. She said in a gentle voice, "Dad, what's going on?"
Jiang Shaoming was relatively gentler and more honest, so she wasn't so scared of such close contact with him.
Her response was another sigh of helplessness and anger: "He's been hooking up with an actress named Guan Xiaoya, and she's now suing him for sexual assault."
"Then what exactly happened? Jiang Yue would definitely not be like this. It's not possible that whatever she says is the truth, right?" Wen Yao said quickly.
Jiang Shaoming didn't say anything, just snorted coldly. The expression on his face seemed to show his distrust of Jiang Yue and his impatience with her ignorance.
Obviously, he felt that even if Jiang Yue did not commit sexual assault, he did not handle the matter between men and women properly, and Wen Yao was just a naive and ignorant girl. At this time, she could neither help nor give any good advice, and he was too lazy to explain more to her.
Seeing Wen Yao still looking at Jiang Shaoming expectantly, the lawyer at the side said politely, "Mr. Jiang has already met with the Public Security Bureau leaders in person. The Public Security Bureau said that the case was tried overnight. After a night, the evidence is not particularly sufficient. The problem may not be serious. Once bail is arranged, we can pick up Mr. Jiang."
Wen Yao felt relieved by this and thanked the assistant: "That's good, I understand, thank you."
The waiting room fell into deathly silence for a moment.
But it wasn't awkward, because no one wanted to feel awkward. After all, what was before them was an irresistible mess.
She wanted to tell Jiang Shaoming that Jiang Yue was neither so lustful nor so stupid, and would never do such a thing at the opening of a new series of hotels. When she was thinking about the words and was about to speak, a policeman walked in.
"Mr. Jiang, you can go through the bail procedures now."
Jiang Shaoming thanked the police, then gave Xiao Liu a look. Xiao Liu took his briefcase and left with the police. Wen Yao didn't want to wait here, so she followed him.
With a lawyer present, the bail procedure seemed simple. However, when signing, the police officer said, "You cannot leave Binjiang until the case is resolved. Keep your phone open and call me at any time if you receive a summons. Other precautions are on the form. Please take them seriously."
The lawyer quickly said, "Yes."
After completing the formalities, Jiang Yue came out after waiting for about ten minutes. It was obvious that he had not slept all night. His hair was messy and his face was tired. His well-tailored suit was wrinkled. He no longer had the previous exquisite elegance, but looked decadent and listless.
Wen Yao really wanted to go up and ask him how he was, but Jiang Shaoming blocked her way. She hesitated a little and stood behind him politely, just looking at Jiang Yue worriedly.
Jiang Shaoming said coldly: "The stock price dropped four points overnight. It's your fault!"
Jiang Yue remained silent. Jiang Shaoming said angrily, "I've never lost such a person before. What's in your head that you could do such a stupid thing?"
Jiang Yue raised his head at this time: "This is the police station, let's go back and talk."
His words calmed Jiang Shaoming down. Indeed, no matter how angry he was, he couldn't lose his temper here. It would just be a joke if it got out. He took a deep breath, put on a sullen face, and quickly walked out of the hall.
Wen Yao deliberately slowed down her pace and waited until Jiang Shaoming and the lawyer left before following Jiang Yue out. She really wanted to know what had happened, but now was not the time to talk in the police station.
When Wen Yao walked through the hall and out of the Public Security Bureau, she looked up and saw Huang Qianyi.
Huang Qianyi was dressed in a neat green silk shirt and white pants. She looked elegant and beautiful, but her face was full of suppressed disappointment and anger. She stared at Jiang Yue motionlessly.
Wen Yao glanced at Jiang Yue, gently grabbed his arm, and said that she would explain it clearly later.
At this moment, Huang Qianyi strode over and slapped Jiang Yue hard in the face.
But this still didn't satisfy her. Then there was another "snap" sound. When she raised her hand to hit her for the third time, Wen Yao finally reacted, grabbed her arm and pushed her away: "What are you doing? Do you know what the truth is?"
Her answer was a series of "clicking" sounds.
Seven or eight people holding cameras appeared out of nowhere and started taking pictures of them. It was obvious that they were reporters who had been secretly waiting nearby, waiting for Jiang Yue to leave the police station so that they could take first-hand pictures.
After being scolded by Wen Yao, and with reporters nearby, Huang Qianyi didn't attack again. Instead, she glared at Jiang Yue and said angrily, "You disappoint me so much!"
Jiang Shaoming was already walking quickly towards the car in front of the police station, but the reporters were not about to let him go. Two or three of them immediately rushed over and pointed the microphone at Jiang Shaoming:
"If Jiang Yue is sentenced, who will become the president of Yueer Group?"
"The murder that happened in the hotel tonight was also related to sex, right?"
"Do you think Jiang Yue can still be the future heir of the Jiang family?"
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More people gathered around Jiang Yue:
"Do you admit Guan Xiaoya's accusation against you?"
"Yueer's stock price plummeted. Will you resign in response to this?"
"Some people online are saying you were scammed or that we couldn't agree on a price. Do you admit that?"
Perhaps feeling they had nothing more to say, or perhaps because they needed to be cautious about their words, neither Jiang Shaoming nor Jiang Yue answered. They simply trudged towards the car. But the reporters didn't give up, peppering them with questions that became increasingly pointed, until someone asked Jiang Yue, "Do you regret or feel guilty about your actions? What do you want to say to Guan Xiaoya and the public?"
Wen Yao couldn't stand it anymore and replied to the reporter, "I have no regrets and no self-blame. We will investigate Guan Xiaoya's false accusation to the end. Let her wait for the court summons!"
Jiang Yue looked at her unexpectedly, with indescribable emotions in his eyes.
The group of reporters were shocked. They thought she was just a small assistant or something, but they didn't expect that this girl was the only one who responded, and her response was so shocking and passionate that every sentence could be written into a thousand-word press release. They couldn't help but be overjoyed and swarmed towards her like mosquitoes seeing blood.
"May I ask in what capacity you are saying this?"
"What is your relationship with the Jiang family?"
"You mean you deny sexual assault and Guan Xiaoya is making a false accusation?"
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Wen Yao was desperate at this moment. She said one thing and she wasn't afraid of ten more. She said stubbornly, "I am Jiang Yue's wife. I represent myself. If my husband is willing, I will also represent him."
"I swear to God, my husband didn't even know that female celebrity before. If she hadn't made a false accusation, we would have donated 100 million yuan to the Hope Primary School!"
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