Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife

Chapter 1758: Chapter 1759: Kill Him

Chiang Qing returned to her hotel suite and threw the designer bag in her hand heavily onto the floor. Her originally delicate face twisted with anger, ruining its inherent charm.

She was absolutely furious.

How could he ask her to be the intermediary? Shen Qizheng, is he stupid? It’s as if he’s asking her to recognize a thief as her father, what’s the difference?

And Ning Ge, the person she wanted to tear to pieces, all because of his cruelty, she later suffered hellish torment.

Chiang Qing opened a bottle of red wine from the liquor cabinet, didn’t even bother with a glass, took a few big swigs directly from the bottle, and slapped it heavily on the bar counter. The wine stained her lips a dark red, and through the glass of the liquor cabinet, it appeared extraordinarily eerie.

“Are you that angry?” The person in the mirror sneered as they spoke.

Angry? Why wouldn’t she be?

The psychiatric hospital, even thinking about it now is a nightmare. You never knew if you’d wake up at midnight to find someone standing at the foot of your bed, or hanging from the door.

And those days at the villa, she was treated worse than a dog.

Because of the suffering, the child Shen Qizheng mentioned, she still didn’t have now and didn’t know if she ever could.

Chiang Qing again touched her lower abdomen sorrowfully.

How could she not be angry? How could she not hate?

“In that case, kill him!” A voice echoed in her head, the voice saying directly in the mirror: “Only by killing him can you quench your hatred, kill all those who stand in your way!”

Chiang Qing was startled and shook her head. The reflection in the mirror shook its head too.

Knock knock.

Chiang Qing wiped her mouth, raised her chin slightly, and said, “Come in.”

Chen Gang walked in, his eyes flickering upon seeing the red wine on the bar counter.

“What’s the matter?” Chiang Qing asked coldly as she sat on the sofa.

“Nothing, just about tomorrow’s agenda, should we continue?” Chen Gang asked her.

Chiang Qing was momentarily stunned, “What agenda?”

“It’s about the acquisition discussion with Fangzheng Transportation,” Chen Gang reminded.

Chiang Qing said, “Of course we need to go. Do you need to ask me that? Wasn’t it decided early on?”

She appeared very impatient, unlike her usual calm and composed manner, almost like a different person. Chen Gang frowned slightly.

“Alright. I’ll come to pick you up tomorrow, madam.”

Chiang Qing acknowledged with a hum, rubbed her temples, and waved her hand, “Prepare the documents and contracts. If that Liu doesn’t know his place, he’ll end up like Jiang Dafang.”

Chen Gang affirmed.

Seeing that Chiang Qing had nothing else to say, he stepped back, walked to the door, glanced back, and saw Chiang Qing had already walked to the bar and picked up the bottle to drink again, frowning.

Over on this side, as the old man’s most trusted chief secretary, Lin Biao, naturally learned everything through Chen Gang, and turned to tell Shen Rong.

“Regarding the Ning Family, it seems the Third Mistress is a bit impatient,” Lin Biao considered and said.

Shen Rong was practicing calligraphy, and upon hearing this, didn’t really care. He said, “Young people, it’s normal for them to be hot-tempered. Besides, it’s her father’s political rival; it’s difficult for her.”

“Old Master, it might not be that simple. There was involvement from the fourth son of the Ning Family when the Third Mistress was sent to the hospital,” Lin Biao reminded. “With this Jiang Dafang incident, the Third Mistress has already confirmed it with him. I wonder if she intends to…”

Shen Rong paused, pursed his lips for a while, then said, “Have Chen Gang pay closer attention.”

The Ning Family, now the Shen Family can’t afford to provoke them.