klisemfg Chapter 134 Going Against the Grain
Chapter 134 Going Against the Grain
The official headquarters of the Huo family has filed a complaint against the newspaper for infringing on Huo Sili's portrait rights and spreading rumors to smear his image.
Jiang Qin, still in bed, raised an eyebrow, thinking she was hallucinating.
So she listened to the voice message Su Lejia sent again and read the text carefully. She then confirmed that there was nothing wrong with her ears and that what her best friend Su Lejia said was indeed the official statement from Huo's headquarters, and that they were advocating for Huo Sili's rights.
But hasn't this happened several days ago?
Jiang Qin didn't understand why this matter had escalated, but one thing she was very clear about was that she really didn't care at all about Huo Sili and Li Xueqian's affairs.
But putting aside her gossipy nature, there are some things Jiang Qin naturally couldn't just forget.
After all, ever since she first met Li Xueqian, Li Xueqian had been constantly venting malice at her.
Any normal person, if they inexplicably encounter someone who is malice towards them, would call them an idiot. Even if they don't curse them to their face, they would still complain about them behind their back.
Not to mention, Li Xueqian is a mistress with warped values.
First, just as she was about to attend a new product launch, he suddenly came to Huo's to discuss business. As soon as he got out of the car, he started to speak sarcastically, implying that her position as general secretary was glamorous, but in front of her he was nothing more than a greeter.
He then tried to pour a glass of hot water over her and smash it against her, causing her disfigurement and injury.
Later, the glass shattered, and the shards did indeed injure her, causing her to bleed.
After that, they met again and again, and every time Li Xueqian looked at her, there was a hint of provocation in her eyes.
Later, she even had her assistant send her unknown gifts under the guise of expressing gratitude.
There are so many incidents and events that it would take a long time to recount them all.
Despite being the mistress, the other party has such confidence and conviction, and acts so arrogantly in front of her, the wife.
To be honest, Jiang Qin really didn't understand this and was quite shocked.
Therefore, Jiang Qin was in a good mood upon hearing the news.
What was that saying again?
The enemy of my enemy is my friend!
Although it was impossible to be friends with him, Jiang Qin knew very well that for Huo Sili's headquarters to do such a thing, it must have been at Huo Sili's behest.
In other words, what appears to be Huo's headquarters protecting Huo's rights is actually Huo himself protecting his own rights, but regardless of the truth of the matter...
The fact that she sought to protect her rights is true, and the fact that Li Xueqian's true colors were exposed is also true.
After becoming pregnant, Jiang Qin has always been good at making herself happy.
There was no other way; in this high-pressure environment, if she didn't comfort herself, she was afraid that she would develop nodules or become depressed sooner or later.
Jiang Qin finished reading the message Su Lejia sent, replied to it, and got up to wash up.
Seeing the karmic retribution early in the morning put her in a good mood, but she didn't forget her important business.
Today is Sunday, and I have to go back to the old house to see my grandmother.
Furthermore, we need to have a clear discussion with Horstley about the divorce agreement and make sure to get her divorce process moving forward.
"Second Young Madam, the car is ready. Would you like to choose one after breakfast? A minivan, an SUV, a sedan, a sports car—whatever you prefer."
In the restaurant on the first floor, Jiang Qin was having breakfast when a bodyguard came in from the door and said respectfully.
Jiang Qin looked over and recognized him as the bodyguard who had saved her by catching the orange with his bare hands.
A polite smile: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."
"It's no trouble at all, Second Young Madam. Please enjoy your meal. We'll go out and prepare." The bodyguard was very polite.
"Mmm," Jiang Qin responded.
Zhao Ma, who had brought over another plate of pan-fried buns, glanced at the bodyguard who had walked out and gently placed the plate on the table.
After placing it, they didn't leave for a while.
Jiang Qin was focused on drinking her porridge and didn't pay much attention until a while later when she noticed that Zhao Ma was still standing next to her, looking somewhat embarrassed and hesitant to speak.
Jiang Qin raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong, Aunt Zhao?"
Zhao Ma seemed to be struggling with the decision, but then decided to tell the truth. She took out her phone from her apron pocket, opened it, and handed it to Jiang Qin with both hands. "I just saw it too. It seems to have been sent to me by the second young master."
Before Zhao Ma was assigned to this villa, she was a member of the logistics department under the old lady.
Because she is hardworking, cooks delicious food, and has high emotional intelligence, the old lady arranged for her to come and be Jiang Qin's live-in housekeeper.
Before this, Zhao Ma had never interacted with any of the other masters of the old house besides the old lady, let alone the second young master who was rumored to be very difficult to deal with and had a cold personality, as the servants of the old house said.
As usual, Zhao Ma got up early to make breakfast today, and was so busy that she didn't have time to rest. Just now, after finishing everything, she remembered that she heard a message on her phone while she was busy, so she took out her phone to check.
Then they discovered that it seemed to have been sent by the second young master, who was rumored to have a bad temper, and they couldn't help but feel scared.
After all, having been assigned to work here, Zhao Ma was very clear about one of her job responsibilities.
That means you must not reveal the whereabouts of the second young mistress to the second young master.
After thinking about it, he decided to show it directly to the second young mistress and let the master make the decision.
The message from Horst was short, easily glanced at.
It wasn't anything else, but because Jiang Qin had blocked him on WeChat and with his phone number, he couldn't message her directly, so he asked Aunt Zhao to pass on the message to Jiang Qin.
He said he would drive over to pick her up, gave her an approximate time, and asked her to wait for him, as he wanted to talk to her in person.
but……
How could she possibly wait?
Jiang Qin typed a message in her own name and sent it, then skillfully blocked the number.
He handed the phone back to Zhao Ma with a smile: "You don't need to pay attention to him, I've already blocked him. I've explained it to him, so don't worry, he blocked me in my name."
Upon seeing the message, Zhao Ma's heart, which had been pounding in her chest, finally settled down. She said gratefully, "Thank you, Second Young Madam!"
"You're welcome. I'm the one who's causing you trouble," Jiang Qin said.
These words made Zhao Ma a little embarrassed. "No, no, this is a risk that I should bear in my job."
Jiang Qin's words were true, and Zhao Ma's words were also true: working in a wealthy family comes with high salaries and high risks.
There's no such thing as a free lunch; risk and reward are usually proportional.
In most cases, these two things are not proportional, and you're not far from being scammed.
After finishing her breakfast, Jiang Qin chose the most comfortable black van.
Just as I sat down and was about to fasten my seatbelt, my phone, which I had put in my bag, suddenly vibrated and rang.
Click. I fastened my seatbelt and told the bodyguard in front, who was driving, that I could start the car and to tell him to slow down.
He raised the baffle, frowned slightly, and then took out his phone.
The words "unknown number" then came into view.
She recalled that Horst had previously sent her text messages using a virtual number.
I also noticed that the number was registered in Kyoto.
Jiang Qin hung up and blocked him without thinking.
A text message from the same number appeared at the top:
Hello, Ms. Jiang, I am Li Zhiyuan.
Li Zhiyuan?
Jiang Qin recalled for a moment before remembering when she had ever dealt with this person.
Then I remembered that it was Wednesday when I went to the embassy.
Going back to the point, on that day at the temple, it was Uncle Yang who she later asked to pick her up.
That's why Horst found out about her trip to the embassy...
Is it because of Li Zhiyuan?
Jiang Qin's eyes darkened, and a long-forgotten sense of irritation rose in her heart.
Jiang Qin opened the text message and glanced at the phone number still requesting to be connected on the status bar.
After hesitating for a moment, I swiped to answer the call.
There are too many things here that I can't understand—
Why did those two men, including Li Zhiyuan, target her when she went to the embassy to apply for a visa that day?
Later, why did I follow her to the temple?
Jiang Qin felt she needed to find out the reason.
Knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory in every battle—if it's a misunderstanding, then let's clear it up.
If it were something else entirely, simply because Li Xueqian wanted to become Mrs. Huo, and this father came to her with the intention of making things difficult for her, then it would be better to handle it differently.
Regardless, Jiang Qin felt that the man's tone on the other end of the phone would be authoritative when she answered.
But to her surprise, the voice on the other end of the line stunned her.
Then a strong sense of inexplicable confusion arose. What's going on?
Jiang Qin listened intently, and after a few seconds, she confirmed that she had indeed heard a very tense breathing sound coming from Li Zhiyuan's side. How could she describe that tense breathing sound?
Jiang Qin felt it sounded like the breathing of a college entrance exam candidate pressing the query button when checking their scores.
This left Jiang Qin completely baffled—she wasn't some ancient demon.
Besides, even if a thousand-year-old demon were to arrive in the 21st century, it wouldn't be able to follow radio waves to eat people, would it?
Li Zhiyuan seemed too nervous to speak, and Jiang Qin waited patiently for a while, but he still didn't say anything.
Jiang Qin frowned slightly, and spoke first with extreme politeness, "Chairman Li?"
Meanwhile, Huo Sili, who was driving himself and did not look at his phone the whole way, drove his black Cullinan toward the villa where Jiang Qin was.
At that very moment, the Cullinan and the black van met on the same stretch of road.
On either side of the road, a black van and a black Cullinan drove in opposite directions, like two parallel lines that would never intersect.