Chapter 2

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“President Chu is waiting for you at the hotel.”

Resigned, Song Liangjiang was brought back to the hotel by Li Chuan. However, after getting out of the elevator, She hugged the edge of the wall and was unwilling to walk forward.

“Aren’t we already divorced? I don’t intend to pester him. Don’t tell me he still wants to strangle me?” She would lose her life if she went to meet that tyrant.

She had seen Chu Jingmo three times. The first time at the bar, she had made a huge mistake. The second time at the coffee shop, she had gone on a blind date with Chu Jingmo under Grandma Chu’s threat. The third time was on the day of their wedding. Chu Jingmo had almost strangled her to death.

The thought of it still left a lingering fear.

“I’ve already taken the money. What if Madam Chu finds out that I met her son and asked me to return the money? I’ve spent all the money.” Song Liangjiang tried to protest. She felt her neck hurting at the thought of Chu Jingmo.

Li Chuan said, “President Chu might have something else to say to you.”

“He doesn’t even remember me. Can’t we just part ways?” Song Liangjiang said as she tried to sneak away quietly.

“Miss Song, I think it’s better if you don’t disobey President Chu. After all, the old madam is no longer around.”

In other words, no one could help her anymore.

Song Liangjiang quietly stopped in her tracks. She sighed and looked back at Li Chuan with defeat in her eyes. “Have you seen him kill someone?”

Li Chuan looked at Song Liangjiang.

“I’ve seen it before. He is scarier than a tyrant. He was choking me and—”

Song Liangjiang grabbed her neck and tried to demonstrate to Li Chuan to win him over with sympathy. However, before she could finish speaking, she felt that something was amiss.

Li Chuan looked behind her and said respectfully, “President Chu.”

Song Liangjiang was speechless.

Song Liangjiang put down her hands silently and retracted her tongue. She looked back at the man leaning against the wall gazing at her, and then at Li Chuan. This kind of wicked man should be killed, shouldn’t he?

“Come in.” After saying that, Chu Jingmo turned around and entered.

Song Liangjiang glared at Li Chuan and followed the man dejectedly.

She had just entered when a gust of wind shut the door. She trembled in shock and quietly reopened the door to make a gap with her foot.

Chu Jingmo didn’t miss her sneaky action, but he ignored it.

“Tyrant?” Chu Jingmo turned around and looked at the woman who was pressed against the wall and she refused to budge. She had smiled so happily with other men as though she was a little puppy wagging her tail. Why was she acting pitiful now?

“No matter what, I was the one being taken advantage of at the bar. And it’s not my fault that your grandmother threatened me with her life to go on a blind date with you. Besides, even if it’s a blind date, you can choose not to turn up.” Song Liangjiang straightened herself and shouted at Chu Jingmo. In the end, her voice fell again. She was still feeling aggrieved.

Chu Jingmo looked coldly at the woman who was pressed to the wall. “What right do you have to make Old Madam Chu coerce you to marry into my family?”

“I…” Listen, listen, listen to him. Was this human language?

Song Liangjiang took a deep breath and bit her lip. “Who knows if you have some hidden illness? That’s why your grandmother was so anxious.”

Chu Jingmo walked over. She subconsciously wanted to flee, but he suddenly blocked her path and grabbed her foot.

Slam! The door closed.

Chu Jingmo pressed a hand against the wall, and he was only inches away from her. “I heard you.”

Song Liangjiang couldn’t help but swallow a gulp. Her heart was pounding. “So what if you heard it? Anyway, everything is in black and white. I won’t return the money. President Chu, don’t even think about it.”

“Everything is in black and white. But did I sign it?” Chu Jingmo inched nearer to Song Liangjiang again.

He finally understood why his mother had been thinking of ways to force him to meet all kinds of women recently.

Song Liangjiang leaned against the wall and pressed her palms against the wall. Her fingertips had almost clawed a hole in the wall so that she could escape.

“Let’s make a deal.”

Song Liangjiang was thinking of an escape route when she heard Chu Jingmo.

“My mother has been arranging blind dates for me.”

“You’re indeed not getting any younger.” He was almost thirty. Wasn’t his mother anxious to get rid of her because she wanted him to find someone of an equal status as soon as possible?

Chu Jingmo surveyed the timid and dumb woman in front of him. “Help me get rid of those women, and I’ll divorce you. I’ll sign my name on the divorce papers.”

“Do you think I’m stupid? Are any of those women that your mother found easy to mess with? My life is important and…”

“I’ll give you another thirty million yuan.”

“Deal. We don’t lie to our own people.” Song Liangjiang’s expression changed faster than the weather. She wanted to sign the contract with Chu Jingmo immediately.

Chu Jingmo was speechless…

“Your life isn’t important to you anymore?” This woman had nothing but money on her mind, and she deserved a beating.

Song Liangjiang didn’t care. How could her life be more important than money? After all, she still had to support her family. She still had two little hungry beasts to feed at home.

“Can I go now?” Song Liangjiang carefully pointed at the door. It was always dangerous to be around a tyrant.

Chu Jingmo moved away and Song Liangjiang heaved a sigh of relief and quickly opened the door. However, when she reached for the door, she turned around and glanced at Chu Jingmo. “But you can’t tell my professor and my seniors about our relationship.”

“Why? Are you afraid that your senior will find out?” Chu Jingmo leaned against the door, still remembering how she had acted in front of her senior.

“I’m afraid. I’m so afraid,” She replied before fleeing faster than a rabbit. It was obvious that she was not pretending to be afraid of Chu Jingmo.

He sneered as he watched Song Liangjiang leave. “Go and find out who that senior of hers is.”

Li Chuan materialized out of nowhere and responded with a curt yes. Chu Jingmo closed the door and returned to his room.

Song Liangjiang returned to her hotel with the milk tea. She hummed as she handed the milk tea to Tang Yi.

Tang Yi was working on the draft of a design. She took the milk tea and looked at Song Liangjiang. “Did you meet a handsome man while buying milk tea?”

“I picked up the money.” How could she not be overjoyed when she thought of the thirty million? She was so overjoyed that she could fly!

Tang Yi clicked her tongue and continued to edit her draft as she sipped her milk tea. “Professor’s wife called and said that the Little Rice Ball and Little Rice Bun fought in school.”

“Did they win?” Song Liangjiang asked excitedly.

Tang Yi was speechless.

That’s indeed their real mother.

“By the way, the Chu Corporation’s bidding proposal is on the table. The deadline for the bidding is in two months. Professor suggested that Senior and I will assist you.”

Song Liangjiang’s expression changed immediately in the blink of an eye. She collapsed on the bed and pretended to be dead. “It’s really difficult to do business with the rich. Why don’t you believe me?”

Tang Yi tapped the proposal on the table. “President Chu has personally appointed you to be the main in-charge. So beauty is still useful.”

Song Liangjiang suddenly stood up. “Who appointed me?”

“President Chu has appointed you. You,” Tang Yi repeated.

Song Liangjiang’s expression turned ferocious, and her little fists were clenched tightly. Didn’t she earn a mere thirty million yuan from him? That was exchanged with her life, okay? He actually wanted her to design something for free. Did he know how much it cost for one design?

“I don’t—”

“I heard that if you win the bid, the designer will receive an additional five million yuan from the Chu Corporation.”

Song Liangjiang knew when to yield. She reached out and grabbed the laptop. “I’ll start designing now.”

What a joke. Who can resist money?

“Jiang Miao’er, don’t tell me you really knew Chu Jingmo long ago?”