The deadline that Ying Qingcang gave Monica was next week, which meant she was to leave Ying Enterprises for England next week. In fact, even though Ying Qingcang did not demand her, she was unable to stay there any longer.
That day, Ying Qingcang held Xin Qing in his arms and left the company in front of so many people without a glance at Monica at all. After that, the company was hummed with jeers at her, deterring her from staying longer in the company.
But before she left, she had something to do.
"Jian Jie."
Jian Jie lifted her head, finding Monica standing beside her car.
"Why you are here?" Jian Jie frowned. She knew the relationship between Xin Qing and Ying Qingcang and thought what Monica had done was barely looking for trouble. An employee once took the newspapers with Ying Qingcang and Xin Qing on it and asked Monica, and Monica dared to claim that she herself was the person in the picture. Since the newspaper was in black-and-white and
Monica was going to leave, and Xin Qing saw her off at the airport. As Xin Qing insisted, Ying Qingcang would not look into the previous matter anymore. The whole story was that Jian Jie, abetted by Monica, put the bid about the company's coming investment into Xin Qing's bag. At first, Monica expected that Ying Qingcang would spot it by himself at home, so that she could unjustly accuse Xin Qing of stealing the bid. No one knew that Xin Qing seldom carried the brand bag that she carried to Ying Qingcang's company. Therefore, Monica always had no chance to carry out her original plan. Finally, she could not wait any longer and called the police directly. "Thank you for seeing me off!" Monica shook hands with Xin Qing. Xin Qing looked at her with a smile, "In fact, you don't have to do this. You can stay here." "Will it make sense if I stay?" Monica said with a self-mockery smile, "Actually, I am fully aware that Ah Cang has no feeling to me. I was just no
Xin Pengfei's face turned deathly ashy when he heard the words. At this stage, if he still could not figure out what had happened, the years that he spent on business were in vain. It was all his own fault—he was eaten up by his complacency. How could he forget that Ying Qingcang stood behind Xin Qing? Perhaps his trick had been seen through in the very beginning. "You have already known it, haven't you?" Xin Pengfei glared at Xin Yudie. Xin Yudie snorted. "Not really. I knew it when you put all your money into it." "Why didn't you tell me?" Xin Pengfei eyed his daughter incredibly. "You are my daughter!" Xin Yudie cackled and said, "I think you've forgotten that your daughters have been given away—one to Ying Qingcang and the other to Huang Jianbin," Xin Yudie let out a sigh and continued, "Oh, but you still have a son. There are a number of wealthy women in the nobility circle. You can give your son away too." "You, a bitch!" Xin Pengfei rushed f
Of course Zhao Jiali couldn't see Xin Yudie. She called Xin Yudie for several times but no one answered. She looked for her at her house but was not allowed to enter. Xin Pengfei had totally given up. What he regretted most was asking Xin Qing to file for bankruptcy. The fixed assets were frozen by the bank now. The only things left for him were the villa they were living in and three other houses. In fact, if they were common people, they could sell the villa and rent out two houses. Xin Pengfei's houses all had a great location. The rent they received every month and the money from selling the villa was far enough for them to live a comfortable life. But how could they put up with such a life... This didn't bother Xin Haoyu very much. He locked himself in the room and played computer games every day. All his attention was on the fantasy of curing his disease through traditional medicine. Lin Xiaoyu was still in pregnancy and was busy taking care of herself. Only Zhao
Summer vacation would begin tomorrow. But Xin Qing had no intention to go home at all. What Chen Ming said in the afternoon had been resounding in her head. She had no means to get rid of it. She idled the afternoon away in the dormitory. Shi Qianqian and Zhang Mi were already gone. When it was getting dark, she packed up her stuff slowly and returned to the Ying's. It was totally dark when she got home. Villas at the top of the mountain were far away from each other. The stars shone on the pieces of forest scattered among them, quiet and deep. No matter how hard she wanted to escape, here she was, in front of the house. It was completely dark inside the villa. Standing beside the car, Xin Qing wanted to ask Ah Che what happened, but the car left quickly before she opened her mouth. She had to walked in by herself and turned on the lights in the yard. When she was in the hall, she noticed a faint light from the garden in the back. Normally, Le Le would run over
Recently, Xin Qing always wore a smile on the face. Everyone could feel her good mood. But Ying Qingcang suddenly turned worried because of one incident. One day, Xin Qing wanted to have some fermented bean curd on the roadside. He believed it was an important thing to buy snacks on the roadside for his woman, and he must do it in person. So he got off the car with Xin Qing and went to the vendor. But when the vendor handed him the change, he said casually, "Mr., your little sister looks so beautiful!" Then, Ying Qingcang's face turned black. "Come with this evening and have some fun." Young Master Shen came to the Ying Enterprises building in the afternoon. Ying Qingcang didn't respond. He stared at Young Master Shen for a while and asked Ah Nan beside him. "Which one of us looks older?" Ah Nan hesitated, "..." How could he answer the question. "Eh-hem, master, you're two years older than Young Master Shen." Ah Nan picked a neutral way to r
The flight to England took ten hours. Xin Qing had spent half of that time lying on top of Ying Qingcang's body while the other half was spent in slumber. After they had deplaned, Xin Qing yielded and voiced out her request to Ying Qingcang. She stared wide-eyed at Ying Qingcang. "Let's not use a private jet next time." "Why?" The man leaned back smugly. "Ooh... I get it." Xin Qing looked at him warily. "What did you get?" "Our Ah Qing has a kinky streak in her. I bet the reason she wants to fly commercial is so that she could have her wicked way with me in the lavatory!" Xin Qing sniggered. "How did you even survive before I came along?" she asked. "What do you mean?" asked Ying Qingcang who was, at that moment, thoroughly sated. Because of that, he was in a jovial mood. Not even the thought of returning to that home could vex him. Xin Qing flicked a sidelong glance below his waist. Ying Qingcang glared at her. "You're my first woman
Xin Qing was still recovering from her shock at Rong Siman's conduct when the woman laughed. "You should rest up and take it easy this week. Once you recover from your jet lag, I'll start organizing the party." "Party?" Xin Qing stared back at her. Rong Siman seemed slightly taken aback at Xin Qing's reaction. "Didn't Ah Cang tell you we'd be hosting a party for you? That way we can make your status official. Everyone would know after the party that you're the future mistress of the Ying family." From Xin Qing's expression, Rong Siman immediately became aware of Xin Qing's ignorance of the upcoming party. So she quickly attempted a consolation. "Ah Cang had probably forgotten to tell you. Try not to overthink it. I'll remind him later." "I wasn't overthinking," Xin Qing said, her eyes fixed upon Rong Siman intently. The look of intensity in Xin Qing's eyes had surprised Rong Siman a little. But she quickly recovered and chuckled. "How cute. You kno
Rong Siman stared at them in surprise. "You two have become good friends after just a short month?" Still grinning, Monica shot a glance at Xin Qing. "That's because we're so like-minded and our personalities match! Right, Xin Qing?" At the same time, Ying Qingcang was coming out from the study and saw that Monica was leaning her whole body against Xin Qing. Annoyed, he stalked over and yanked Monica off Xin Qing. "Why are you leaning on her when you're so tall?" "Geez. It's not like she'll break just because I leaned on her a bit," said Monica, her lips downturned. She pulled Xin Qing towards the couch and they both sat down. "Don't hang around Ah Cang too much. Tomorrow, I'll bring you to the woods to see the elaphures!" "Oh, he'd brought me to see them already!" Xin Qing said, squinting. When she remembered their activities during their horseback ride, she blushed. Monica cried out in disbelief. "He seriously brought you to do something t