Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife

Chapter 1961: Chapter 1963: Cutting Off Her Own Escape Route

Shen Rong was sent to the hospital, and Chiang Qing sat blankly in Chiang Tian’s office, her mind still blank. She couldn’t understand why, after being so safe with Bi Xiaojin for so long, it would be exposed at such a critical moment now.

Clearly, everything was going according to her plans and thoughts very smoothly, so why...

She couldn’t figure out which step went wrong.

Chiang Tian was packing his belongings; he had to leave, leave far away.

”Sis, quickly go home and pack some valuable things,” Chiang Tian said. ”We need to run immediately!”

Chiang Qing looked over and said, ”What happens after we run? Everything we’ve done would be for nothing!”

For nothing; all the efforts and suffering she went through would be for nothing, and she wasn’t willing to accept it.

”Sis, haven’t you considered what might happen when Shen Rong wakes up?” Chiang Tian bluntly pointed out: ”Anyway, I’m too scared to stay here; whether you stay or not is up to you!”

”Then where are you going? What about the company?” Chiang Qing asked.

Chiang Tian paused and said, ”What else can be done? That’s it. Can anything be more important than life?”

Chiang Qing said, ”I can’t, I can’t leave. The baby inside me is Shen Rong’s. If Shen Rong dies, we are entitled to the inheritance belonging to us and the child.”

Chiang Tian was nearly defeated by her logic, saying, ”Sis, what is your brain for? Did being pregnant make you foolish? Shen Rong can find out about you and Bi Xiaojin, Lin Biao knows too, even if he dies or is unconscious, do you think the Shen Family members will let you go?” They won’t let him go either.

The more Chiang Tian thought about it, the more he felt he was in danger. He hefted the packed luggage onto his shoulder and said, ”I’m leaving. Anyway, don’t rely on the child to save you, quickly go home and grab your passport or something. Now that Shen Rong is in the hospital, they can’t attend to us, we can buy some time. If they recover, we won’t have a chance then. I’m leaving!”

Chiang Qing watched her brother run away and sat heavily on the sofa.

What should she do, what should she do?

Does she really need to run?

She hadn’t done anything; they need to catch the thief with stolen goods, adulterers in bed. Even if Shen Rong came in, she and Bi Xiaojin were completely innocent, having done nothing, and the Shen Family was even more unaware.

Yes, they need evidence.

But why, why does she feel so uncertain, so anxious inside?

Chiang Qing left the company and returned to her villa, simply packed her clothes, and stared at her passport in a daze.

Leave, where could she run to? Such a vast world, where can she go?

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Chiang Qing lowered her head, her gaze moving from the passport to her abdomen.

She was fearful, concealing things from Shen Rong, anxiously doing all this, not for a life of hiding without seeing the light.

Chiang Qing caressed her belly, but she didn’t know what to do. Faced with this situation, how should she choose?

No one told her, and no one could give her advice, and when trouble happened, no one could support her.

At this point, she truly realized that, apart from Shen Rong, she had no other reliance or path to retreat!

And now, her path of retreat was blocked, blocked by her own hands.

Not bringing trouble upon oneself leads to no trouble at all—does it describe the situation she is in now? Would seeking Shen Rong’s forgiveness be possible? But he just wanted to strangle her; if he wakes up...

Chiang Qing shivered all over, standing up; she couldn’t stay here any longer.