Yang Cheng didn't promise Li Jingjing immediately. This kind of thing needed careful consideration, so he asked Li Jingjing to take a few days off first.
When Old Li and his wife saw their daughter return safely, they cried with joy. This New Year was not comfortable. Fortunately, nothing serious happened, and their son-in-law was very reliable.
Yang Cheng was also very considerate to buy Li Jingjing a Mercedes-Benz ML350. Although the price was a little cheaper than the previous one, the key point was that it was practical for Old Li and his wife.
Old Li and his wife were very enthusiastic to stay for dinner, but Yang Cheng declined politely. Mo Qianni was still waiting for him to go back. There had to be a first come, first served rule, so as not to hurt the heart of a woman who worked hard.
After driving back to the Western Suburbs Villas, Yang Cheng didn't go directly to Mo Qianni's house. Instead, he went to his original home and wanted to see if Lin Ruoxi was there.
Yang Cheng knew that at this stage, it was simply a dream to find a woman by phone. It was more practical to directly knock on the door to find someone.
Mother Wang was also depressed because of Yang Cheng and his wife. It was reasonable to say that her own daughter had also become Yang Cheng's confidante. If Yang Cheng really wanted to divorce, it would only be good for Hsiao Chih-ching.
However, Mother Wang, after all, watched Lin Ruoxi grow up. She almost regarded her own daughter as her own daughter. How could she accept such a reality?
Mother Wang, who was busy in the kitchen, saw Yang Cheng suddenly come in. She was shocked at first, then with tears in her eyes, she went forward and asked sadly, "Young master, how are you and Miss? I heard from Miss that Lanlan was born by you with another woman. Is this all true?"
Yang Cheng didn't expect Lin Ruoxi to tell Mother Wang everything. Naturally, he wouldn't deny it, "Yes, Mother Wang, I'm sorry to make you worry. Is Ruoxi not at home? "
"She left early in the morning! She said that she wanted to look after a few pieces of land and brought a few major shareholders of the company to other provinces to investigate. I don't know how many days she'll be gone. "Mother Wang of the company lamented," She's clearly hiding from me. "
Yang Cheng didn't expect this woman to be so ruthless that she wouldn't even let him see her.
Although he could still find her if he wanted to, there was no point in forcefully dragging her away.
He didn't just carry his own dignity on his shoulders, but there were also tens of thousands of people who followed him and looked up to him. He had to be responsible for those people of his.
He wasn't just carrying his own dignity on his shoulders. There were also tens of thousands of people who followed him and looked up to him. He had to be responsible for their beliefs.
"Young Master, why don't you go find her and apologize to her? She loves Lanlan very much. This shouldn't be a reason for them to separate. How can a good marriage be broken just like that?" Wang Ma advised.
Yang Cheng shook his head and said, "This is not caused by one or two things. This is a problem of attitude and principles. If you can't accept it, then everything will be in vain."
Mother Wang was sad and didn't know what to say.
Yang Cheng forced a smile and asked, "Mother Wang, you can't cook those dishes alone. What's the matter? Will Qing 'er accompany you for dinner tonight?"
Speaking of her daughter, Mother Wang smiled. "Yes. Although this child had a hard time in the past, she is very kind and filial. As long as she is not busy in university, she will come to accompany me."
"Mother Wang, why don't you bring the food to Qianni's house and ask Qinger to come as well? I haven't seen her for a while, and I have something to discuss with her."
Yang Cheng estimated that Jane would arrive in Zhonghai the next day. Hsiao Chih-ching was not clear about his situation yet, so he had to inform her in advance.
Mother Wang heard this and thought that Yang Cheng wanted to be intimate with Hsiao Chih-ching. She couldn't help but feel happy and resentful at the same time.
She was happy that Yang Cheng was still thinking about her daughter in this situation and didn't have the slightest scruple. She hated that this man was too sentimental and still had the mood to take care of other women in this situation.
…
In the evening, at the edge of the river intersection in Hanzhong City of Hu Province, there was a rather dignified villa with more than a hundred years of history built in a forest next to the surging river.
The road paved with bluestone slowly climbed up from the foot of the mountain. The villa covered an area of more than 30 acres and was decorated with lanterns and streamers in a festive atmosphere.
However, even at such a time, there were many men in black suits patrolling along every road. Their bulging waists were obviously equipped with weapons.
Outside of the tallest five-story building, the spacious parking lot was filled with all kinds of world-class luxury cars. Many of them even had military or government license plates, which was very eye-catching.
In the central living room of this building, the crystal chandelier shone brightly, and the air was filled with the fragrance of wine.
People were toasting each other, and a large number of well-dressed men and women were chatting and laughing hypocritically. It was just like a lively Spring Festival party.
Among them was a beautiful woman, Zhang Ling, who was wearing a fiery red round neck dress and had her hair tied up in a bun. She was obviously a beautiful flower among women.
The middle-aged man that Zhang Ling was holding looked to be in his forties or fifties. He was tall and strong, gentle and had the charm of a mature middle-aged man. He was her husband, Meng Qin.
Meng Qin raised a glass of red wine and clinked it with a big-bellied bald man in a suit. He smiled and said, "Brother Liu, long time no see. I heard that the Tibetan handicraft manufacturer you bought in the second half of the year sold very well in Central Asia and North America. You must have made a lot of money."
The merchant surnamed Liu laughed and said, "Director Meng is making fun of me again. It's all thanks to the Meng family's righteousness that they helped me get a seat in the CPPCC. Otherwise, it would be difficult for me to even go abroad. As soon as Old Man Meng sent out the invitation, I flew back from New York as soon as possible. I also want to attend this South China Gang gathering. "
"It's only right. Brother Liu is an entrepreneur who has made outstanding contributions to the development of the Northwest. We have always supported a doer like you." Meng Qin smiled and said.
"Where …" Oh, right, I heard that Director Meng is going to the provincial standing committee this year? Which position is it? "When the time comes, I, Liu, will be the first to congratulate you." Boss Liu asked with a meaningful smile.
Meng Qin said in a reserved manner, "It hasn't been decided yet. The responsibilities that the old man has assigned are very heavy. I don't have the strength to do it."
"Director Meng is too humble. Chief Meng has great foresight. Your brother is now the indispensable second leader of the South China Gang, and you are about to sell yourself to the ministerial ranks at such a young age. I'm afraid that in a few years, I'll have to go to Beijing to see you!" Boss Liu chuckled.
A trace of undetectable disdain flashed across Meng Qin's eyes, but he quickly smiled and started talking about other things with Boss Liu.
Zhang Ling, who was listening to these words, had a charming smile on her face, but her eyes were filled with boredom and dullness.
Only by living beside this group of decadent men since she was young could a woman like her understand how ugly and dirty the transactions were behind all this glamour.
At this moment, Zhang Ling heard the phone in her bag ring. She smiled at Boss Liu apologetically, nodded at Meng Qin, and walked to a corner to pick up the phone.
She was too lazy to see who was calling. Even if it was a mistake, at least she wouldn't have to listen to these people who had calluses in their ears.
After looking at the phone, Zhang Ling found that it was from Zhonghai. She frowned slightly and picked it up.
On the other end of the phone, it was Jiang Xiaobai, who had a headache for a long time before he made up his mind to "smooth things over".
"Ms. Zhang Ling, I'm Jiang Xiaobai, the deputy director of the Zhonghai West City Police Station. I want to tell you about Miss Li …"
When Zhang Ling heard this, she sneered calmly, "Deputy director? Wasn't it the director Zhao Baoguo who contacted me? You mean that bitch? Why, she wasn't put in the labor camp to be crippled, right? "
"Director Zhao is ill. I'm currently in charge of this matter," Jiang Xiaobai did not mention that Zhao Baoguo was too scared to make a phone call. "Ms. Zhang, I hope you can be mentally prepared for this matter. Maybe you should report it to your husband, Director Meng, or even other people in the Meng family."
Zhang Ling felt extremely ridiculous, "Are you kidding me? I want to pinch a bug to death, do I need to let the Meng family know? Do you not want to be the deputy director anymore?! "
Jiang Xiaobai's face turned ugly on the phone, but he still said calmly, "Ms. Zhang, it's like this, Miss Li Jingjing has been taken away by her boyfriend, and her boyfriend, Mr. Yang Cheng, is …"
Slowly, Jiang Xiaobai briefly explained the origin of Yang Cheng and his relationship with Li Jingjing.
"What did you say!? That bitch is the woman of that madman in the Yang Family!? "Even if Zhang Ling didn't care about those family and state affairs, she still knew the protagonist of the Liang family's destruction.
In the corner of the conference hall, Zhang Ling's face also turned pale, cold sweat oozed from her forehead, and the hand holding the phone trembled a little.
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