Exclusive Pampered Wife: My Wife Came to My Door

Chapter 324 He brought shame upon himself (2)

Chi Moqing pushed her away without hesitation, his face darkening. "Get out!"

He Xinrui was shoved roughly by him and almost fell to the ground. She gritted her teeth and glared at Chi Moqing, "I'm only looking up to you now because I think highly of you. Soon you'll be a prisoner. What's there to be so arrogant about!"

"Don't make me say it a third time, get out!" Chi Moqing lowered his eyes, as if even looking at her was dirty.

He Xinrui trembled with anger. This man had looked down on her from beginning to end and had never even given her a second glance, but he treated Yan Zuozuo like a treasure and protected her in his arms. In the end, he even made Yan Zuozuo run away to the ends of the earth for that bitch!

She hated them; she wished they were all dead!

She suddenly burst into laughter, a chilling laugh that carried an eerie coldness. She choked on it, coughing incessantly, before finally stopping, looking innocently at Chi Moqing. "You're restricted here, subjected to endless questioning and interrogation, while Yan Zuozuo is out there eating, drinking, and having fun, getting entangled with men. Is a woman like that worth you remaining chaste? Why not come with me… ah!"

Chi Moqing suddenly grabbed her arm, narrowed his eyes, and stared sharply at He Xinrui, "How do you know so much about Zuo Zuo's affairs?"

He Xinrui was startled by his gaze, forcefully pulling her arm away and forcing an innocent smile, "If I want to know, I can know anytime. Right now, taking Yan Zuozuo's life is as easy as turning my hand!"

"Is that so?" Chi Moqing suddenly tightened his grip on her arm, looking at her coldly. His cold, emotionless gaze was like ice knives piercing her heart, making her feel terrified and unable to breathe.

"You don't need to scare me like that. Right now, you're the one whose freedom is restricted, while I... if you can make me happy, I might be able to help you once more."

Chi Moqing narrowed his eyes: "I advise you not to even think about harming my wife. If you dare to lay a finger on her, believe me, I can tear you to pieces in an instant!"

"!" He Xinrui's body stiffened abruptly. The moment Chi Moqing released her arm, a sharp pain shot through her wrist, and the color drained from her face. Undeniably, her arm was in excruciating pain, and she was also terrified, too afraid to move by the sinister aura emanating from Chi Moqing.

Inside the villa, Yan Zuozuo lay alone on the bed. She was about to leave for Germany, and she wondered if she should send a text message to Chi Moqing. However, considering Ou Luhan's warning, she dared not contact him easily.

She struggled for a long time after composing the text message, but ultimately didn't send it. She edited it again, then deleted it, and so on, until dawn broke.

Yan Zuozuo ran there because her workplace was very close to the villa. She ran into Song Yutong at the door and after exchanging a few words, Song Yutong talked to her about going abroad.

“This client was specifically assigned to us by the city leaders, so you need to be extremely careful,” Song Yutong said.

Yan Zuozuo nodded: "I will, but I don't know if you have any other information. The other party is a complete stranger, so I'm a little unsure."

Song Yutong thought for a moment and said, "I don't know about the others, but I do know that the city leaders were also sent by their superiors to find you. I suspect it's related to the highest levels. If that's the case, then we can't afford to make any mistakes."

Yan Zuozuo's heart trembled, and she became even more agitated... This person's identity must be far more profound, and the other party had specified that she could go alone and could not bring any extra people. This was probably no small matter.

"There's one more thing I need to remind you. Although I've already reported this matter to Director Fisher, he doesn't seem to know the other party's background either. He inquired and was told by his superiors that they only gave him four words: 'Don't interfere.'"

Yan Zuozuo was alarmed. Who exactly was this person? Even the prestigious Bourbon family couldn't find out, and more importantly, no one dared to give a clear answer. This was too strange.

However, since she had been specifically chosen, as a member of the Blooming Flowers Design team, she had an obligation to do this job. Although dangerous, it was also a challenge!

Seeing Yan Zuozuo regain her high spirits, Song Yutong's smile deepened. "No wonder Director Fisher values ​​you so much; you're very responsible. Don't worry, if anything happens, we'll do our best to protect you." Suddenly, she leaned close to Yan Zuozuo's ear and whispered with a smile, "Especially Fisher, you know what I mean."

Yan Zuozuo was taken aback, then saw Song Yutong wave and leave. Watching her retreating figure, Yan Zuozuo felt somewhat helpless. She knew Fisher had other feelings for her, but they were just colleagues, at most good friends, nothing more. Yet, people always seemed to misunderstand, which was partly due to Fisher always giving her special treatment.

Song Yutong's words weren't malicious, but the ambiguity in them was easy to detect. Come to think of it, it's no wonder Qin Yun hates her.

She sighed heavily and started walking towards the company.

In Song Yutong's office, she was listening on her phone to someone sowing discord. It was nothing more than Qin Yun disliking Yan Zuozuo but not daring to take action himself, so he wanted to use her as a pawn.

"Yutong, you need to think this through. You're the director of the women's clothing department now, and Yan Zuozuo is only half a level below you. Fisher's favoritism is well-known. If anything goes wrong in the company while Fisher is away, you'll be the one to take the blame, and Yan Zuozuo will take over. You won't get any good opportunities. You gave up a high-paying job abroad, and if you're pushed down by an unknown nobody like Yan Zuozuo, you'll lose face. If word gets out, people might start to doubt your professional abilities, and that could really ruin you."

Song Yutong frowned slightly. She had to admit that Qin Yun's words were reasonable and thought-provoking.

“Just look at me. Whether it’s the time I’ve spent with Fisher or my design skills, I’m far superior to Yan Zuozuo. But what happened to me in the end? Fisher lost his mind because of Yan Zuozuo. Yutong, I’m reminding you because I don’t want you to become the second me. Think about it carefully.”

Song Yutong took a leisurely sip of coffee: "So, what should I do?"

"You're a smart man, you should know what to do. Yan Zuozuo is getting too popular right now, shouldn't we put her down?" Qin Yun's lips curled into a sinister smile.

Song Yutong didn't speak directly, and Qin Yun couldn't see her expression on the phone. She was a little anxious, worried that Song Yutong wouldn't believe her, but she didn't dare to urge her too much, lest she annoy Song Yutong.

"Okay, thank you for reminding me. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now." After saying that, Song Yutong ended the call and stood on the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking most of the scenery of S City.

Undeniably, sitting in this position does bring immense satisfaction. However, she has no interest in power; she only wants to marry someone she loves and simply pursue her design career. If Qin Yun thinks she can become her ally with just a few words, she's incredibly naive.

She shook her head, walked back to her seat, and began her workday again.

Tong Shili stood outside Song Yutong's office, glancing at her with a furrowed brow. Just then, her phone rang, and she quickly walked to a secluded spot with her phone in hand.

"Be ready to act at any time!" A deep, hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone, clearly distorted.

"Okay, I understand." She hung up, her face blurred with light and shadow, making it impossible to discern her emotions.

After all this planning, is it finally time to take action?

In a villa somewhere in Germany, an old man holds a photograph in his hand. His aged face is full of wrinkles, and his deep eyes seem to bear the marks of more than half a century.

Adrian stood respectfully beside the old man, not daring to make the slightest move, his serious demeanor mirroring that of the old man.

"Grandpa." Even when he spoke, he was very respectful.

This is Adrian and Fisher's grandfather, a leader who has guided the Democratic Party for half a century.

The old man, nearly eighty years old, still exuded the same dignified and noble air about him, even sitting on the sofa in simple clothes. He was stroking a string of Buddhist prayer beads in his hand. They looked quite old; the beads were faded, and the string had broken many times, but he had strung them back together one by one.

Adrian simply gazed quietly at the distinguished figure before him, and after a long while, he spoke again, "How are you feeling?"

The old man nodded, then looked at his grandson, who was standing respectfully before him, and a sharp glint flashed in his eagle-like eyes. "There are some things you should explain to me, shouldn't you?"

Adrian lowered his eyes, his entire being tense. He knew perfectly well what the old man was referring to, and he had no intention of hiding it from him. In front of him, no one should even think of playing tricks.

“As the heir to the Bourbon family, one must always be vigilant, for the slightest carelessness could be fatal.” After a pause, Adrian continued, “Fischer has a weakness, and as his elder brother, I have an obligation to remind him when necessary.”

"You think I'd believe that?" The old man snorted coldly.

Adrian shuddered. He was actually quite afraid of the old man who almost never smiled. From his childhood memories, his grandfather had always been this stern-looking man, and he had never seen him smile until now.

“Grandpa, I know my actions were inappropriate, but our enemies are lurking in the shadows, and I have to use my own methods to remind Fisher that there are some obligations he cannot escape.” Adrian’s palms were sweating, but he still tried to speak calmly, his eyes fixed on the old man.

The old man glanced at him casually, picked up a few photos from the table, and said, "Is this the girl who made Fisher so infatuated?"

Adrian nodded, seeing the documents placed alongside the photos. He figured his grandfather had already investigated everything that needed to be investigated, so there was no need for him to say anything more.

The old man stared at Yan Zuozuo's photo in his hand for a long time, then asked in a low voice, "You want to kill her?"