C120

Chapter 120 - Wen Jing being coerced

Early in the morning, the crisp ring of a mobile phone could be heard. Wen Jing woke up from her slumber and simply tidied herself up.

He was too busy yesterday, so he didn't go back to sleep. Instead, he went straight to the office to sleep in the lounge. He stretched his stiff body as he prepared to fully concentrate on his work.

He had just opened a document when he heard a series of hurried knocks on his door.

"Come in."

A tall, flirtatious woman walked in from the door. Her long, fluffy hair hung down her waist, and even without any makeup on her face, she still had a captivating beauty to her, not to mention her curvy body, which attracted countless men to pursue her.

When Wen Jing saw who the person was, she immediately changed her expression. It wasn't because of her charm, but because her father was one of those countless men. In other words, he was her father's lover.

"What's the matter?" His tone carried undisguised disgust and contempt.

Xu Yu's smile froze as she stopped walking. If the CEO hadn't asked her to contact Wen Jing, she wouldn't have entered this office even if she had to die. She would only be angry at herself for showing off all day long, even if she had the ability to do so.

However, even if Wen Jing had no power, she was still the daughter of the CEO. He could not afford to offend her with his beauty status.

Xu Yu's face was once again filled with a fawning smile: "The CEO asked me to inform you to meet him in a while."

Hearing this, Wen Jing's expression became heavy. It was unknown what she was thinking, but just when Xu Yu thought she was going to stand here for half an hour, Wen Jing's indifferent voice suddenly sounded.

"Alright, I understand. You can leave now."

Xu Yu turned around and walked out of the office. The moment she closed the door, she saw Wen Jing wiping away the tears on her face. Her desolate expression made Xu Yu understand that Wen Jing's life as a young miss was not as good as hers.

After staying in this company for so long, Xu Yu naturally knew what to say and what not to say. One of the things that shouldn't be said was the quiet atmosphere of the company. As the CEO's biological daughter, she didn't have any authority in the company, and her status was worse than a normal department manager. Not because of her incompetence, but because, on the contrary, she had inherited her mother's business mind and, at such a young age, had achieved a Ph.D. in economics.

However, they met an unreliable father, Wen Zhou. Although his family was poor when he was young, he met Wen Jing's mother, Wen Qiu, who was a daughter from a wealthy family. Wen Qiu, who had always firmly believed that love was everything, unhesitatingly married Wen Zhou.

He originally thought that he would enjoy a blissful life after getting married, but although Wen Zhou looked honest on the surface, he was unwilling. Even though he relied on Wen Qiu to get the upper hand, he was most annoyed when others revealed this fact. As a result, after Wen Qiu became pregnant for a short period of time, he started to raise a lover. However, due to fear of the unborn child not making a sound, Wen Qiu prepared to divorce her after giving birth to the child.

The company that Wen Qiu set up when she was alive had fallen into Wen Zhou's hands, Wen Zhou did not like Wen Qiu, and did not even like his own daughter, much less see her.

Forget it, why am I thinking so much? It has nothing to do with me, I just need to live a good life. Xu Yu's face once again revealed an alluring smile as she flirtatiously walked over, attracting the gazes of countless male employees.

It was a picture of a beautiful and elegant woman holding a bouquet of bright roses and smiling at him. It was a picture of her mother that he had never seen before, and the only impression she gave was that of someone else's memory and words. She had heard that her mother was gentle and virtuous, but when she did things seriously, she could only put together the image of her mother in other people's memories.

Her father hated her. When she was young, she didn't understand why her father would look at her with a look of disgust. At that time, she had simply thought that her actions were not good enough to make her father angry, so she had done everything she could to get the admiration of her father. However, on that day, she completely understood that her father would never show her an appreciative smile.

He was six years old, and at that age, he already vaguely understood some things. For example, no matter how good a father he was, he would never look back at him.

It was the day of her mother's death, a cold rainy day. No one remembered a person who had died many years ago, except for Little Jun, who was sitting blankly on the bed holding a picture of her mother. Suddenly, she heard the sound of hurried footsteps.

Her door was suddenly flung open, and her father stood in the doorway, his body soaked with alcohol. His gaze shifted to the photograph in his hand, and he snatched it from her.

His father turned to look at him, as if he had gone mad, and slapped his face with his palm. The pain was fiery, and he kept cursing.

"Stupid girl, you have the same eyes as your dead mother. Now, all my successes were achieved by me. Why does everyone say that I relied on her? Why!?" His father was beating him like a madman.

At this moment, a beautiful woman appeared in his room. The woman's hand slowly reached toward her father's chest. She had spent the night huddled in the corner, trying not to listen to the obscenities, her hands pressed to her ears.

At the age of six, he was beaten up by his father. On the day of his mother's death, his father slept with another woman in his room, allowing him to see what might have seemed like a bizarre and ridiculous story to others.

Shaking her head, Wen Jing stopped reminiscing and tried her best to dispel the bad mood from her heart. She focused on her work, looking at her father, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

The last time her father took the initiative to meet her was because he wanted to sign an important contract, and the partner was her mother's good friend for many years. Thus, he pulled her along to perform as a fatherly and filial child.

However, in the future, when he would be able to defend, he would have to resort to underhanded means. Thus, he could only resort to underhanded means.

When they were almost to the door of his father's office, Wen Jing suddenly became nervous. She took a deep breath and knocked on the door twice.

It was a familiar voice. Although they hadn't seen each other for a long time, his voice had never been forgotten.

Wen Jing pushed the door and entered. She found that other than her father, there were two other middle-aged men inside. One of them wore a black Tang suit, with a kind face, it was Li He; the other dressed in a black suit, his face did not reveal any anger, it was Wang Gang. Wen Jing suddenly became wary when she saw them. It was the two of them who wanted to take away the Wen family's company. She wanted to tell her father about their wild ambitions, but she knew that her father would rather believe them than his own daughter.

Wen Zhou looked at his daughter, who looked exactly like his dead wife, and felt depressed in his heart. Hence, he angrily scolded, "Why are you so rude?

The two of them quickly waved their hands and refused, "No need, no need. How can we afford it?" He really knew how to pretend.

Wen Jing stood there like a block of wood, she had her mouth agape and did not speak. Wen Zhou was so angry that he almost smashed the cup.

"The reason I called you here today is to discuss your marriage. You're not young anymore, and it's time to get married. After discussing with your two uncles, I found that China State Construction Company's second young master is not bad. You can consider it."

When Wen Jing heard this, she looked angrily at her strange father. This was like pushing herself into a fire pit, who didn't know that the second young master was ignorant and only knew how to fool around all day long? Even though he was violent, hitting women at every turn, and even accidentally beat a female companion to death, it all went away in the end.

Wen Jing could not take it anymore. She rushed out without looking back, and Wen Zhou's angry roars came from behind.

Wen Jing walked down the street in a daze, her face filled with tears. Everyone on the street looked at her strangely, as if she was a monster that was far away from them.

At this time, her phone suddenly rang. Wen Jing saw the familiar name, and the tears that she had finally stopped gushed out, she felt that something was wrong, and anxiously asked from the other side: "Wen Jing, did you cry? Where are you?

Wen Jing looked around and answered, "Xiangyang Street, third intersection."

"Don't move, I'll go find you." The phone was suddenly hung up, with Wen Jing seated on a bench at the side, waiting for Li Xiang's arrival.

He didn't expect that Li Xiang wasn't the only one who had just arrived. There was also Mo Fei, and the moment Wen Jing saw Mo Fei, she was unnoticeably disappointed. When Mo Fei saw Wen Jing's red eyes that were filled with tears, she held her in her arms and consoled her non-stop.

After that, the three of them sat on the bench, Li Xiang and Mo Fei listened attentively to Wen Jing narrating what had happened, and after listening, they did not curse out loud due to Wen Jing's feelings.

Mo Fei had heard of the Second Young Master of Zhongjian, the term "scum" used to describe him as an insult. However, even though he knew how unreliable this person was, for the sake of benefits, his father still pushed his daughter into the fire pit. This was no longer heartless, but cold-blooded.

After Li Xiang listened to Wen Jing's narration, he thought for a while before asking a question that surprised Wen Jing: "Do you hate your father?"

Wen Jing thought for a moment, then raised her head and said to Li Xiang seriously: "Hatred."

Ever since her grandparents passed away, she only had her father as her only family. She wouldn't hate her only family in this world, but now her only family wanted to personally destroy her. How could she not hate them?

"Fine, then we'll take back the company that was yours."

"It won't be that easy. I don't have anything right now, so I don't have the capital to compete."

"You don't have to worry about this, Mo Fei and I will help you. When the time comes, you just need to not be soft-hearted."