A Different Side

No, no. Someone like Chu Jingmo probably only believed in himself in this lifetime.

When Chu Jingmo came in, Song Liangjiang was still pondering about this question. However, when she saw Chu Jingmo, her expression changed instantly.

Li Chuan placed the lunch box on the table. "Miss Tang, I have something to ask you. Can you come out with me?"

Tang Yi glanced at Song Liangjiang and then at Chu Jingmo. Even a fool knew what this meant.

However, since this assistant was quite handsome, she decided to head out.

After Tang Yi followed Li Chuan out, Chu Jingmo spoke coldly, "Is that all you've got? Did you get sick from throwing a cup of coffee at someone?"

Song Liangjiang puffed up her cheeks in anger. "I'm just very tired. If it weren't for you, why would she target me? Chu Jingmo, I killed your ancestor in my previous life, right? Nothing good happened to me after I met you."

Song Liangjiang was so angry that her chest was heaving. She muttered under her breath as if she had thought of something.

"Chu Jingmo, don't tell me you already knew about this? You already knew that she copied my idea. Otherwise, how would she know that I was in Country M? How could she coincidentally be at that hotel and…"

"Song Liangjiang!"

Chu Jingmo suddenly interrupted Song Liangjiang, with warning blazing in his eyes.

"Come again?"

Song Liangjiang's stiff neck slowly retracted. "It's just a… reasonable guess."

Chu Jingmo looked at the girl who had just became meek instantly. His rising anger had completely disappeared. She was really capable.

"Then why did you ask me to thank her that day? I knew weasels and snakes being nice meant that they were up to no good."

"You knew, but you still don't know how to guard against them?" Chu Jingmo sneered and sat down by the bed to open the lunch box. "You're really lucky to be able to live until now."

"She's throwing away her future and her reputation, just to make my life difficult? She's rich and famous. What's the point?"

Chu Jingmo stopped serving her porridge and looked at Song Liangjiang.

She was stunned. "Look, why are you looking at me? Did I say something wrong?"

Chu Jingmo lowered his head and continued to scoop the porridge. "That's right. It's rare for you to be smart."

"I don't think you're praising me. You're criticizing me." Song Liangjiang glowered at him angrily. This man's mood had suddenly improved. He was basically pleased to chide her.

Chu Jingmo handed her the bowl of porridge. "Do you still want me to feed you?"

"Of course not." Song Liangjiang snatched the bowl away and ate the porridge.

"I will give you justice for this matter, but Song Liangjiang, if you have a model, what are the chances of you restoring Harmonious Flowing Stream and Goblets?"

Cough. Song Liangjiang choked on her porridge.

Chu Jingmo took a tissue and wiped the residue off her lips with disdain.

"I originally thought that I could find a brand new design, or at least a way to save the Chu Corporation. Song Liangjiang, other than the management, there are 36,544 employees working in the Chu Corporation. Among them, there are 17,670 service staff with low academic qualifications. Once the Chu Corporation collapses, these people will face the possibility of being eliminated by society."

Song Liangjiang listened to Chu Jingmo's words in a daze. She originally thought that a crown prince like Chu Jingmo, who had directly ascended the throne, couldn't see anything at the bottom. He was the President only because he was supposed to take over this position.

He'd gone to war with the old directors because he wasn't the kind of man to be controlled. That was why he was going to take absolute control.

But…

"You vowed before, but now you lost your tongue?" Seeing that she had been in a daze, Chu Jingmo slapped her on the head, but he didn't use much strength.

"You…" Liangjiang was pushed by him. All her good feelings were shattered instantly. This man should explode to pieces right now.

"Yiyi, is Jiang Miao'er feeling better?"

Song Liangjiang's hair stood on her body when she heard her professor's wife's voice outside. She darted faster than her brain could react, and suddenly jumped off the bed. She pushed Chu Jingmo into the bathroom and slammed the door.

Song Liangjiang quickly ran to the door before it was pushed open and swiftly closed it.

"Mommy, what's wrong?" Little Rice Ball asked worriedly when she saw how nervous his mother was.

"Mommy, Mommy! You scared me to death. Mommy has to lie down when you're sick." Little Rice Bun hugged his mommy's leg and wailed.

There was indeed nothing wrong with Song Liangjiang. It was just that she was too exhausted and angry. She had been unconscious for the entire afternoon. In fact, she was already much better. It was just that they were worried that she would need to stay in the hospital for another day.

"Mommy is fine. Look, don't I look fine now?" Song Liangjiang was anxious, afraid that Chu Jingmo would suddenly come out, but she still patiently comforted her eldest son.

Little Rice Bun was not as mature as Little Rice Ball. He got really scared to tears easily.

Little Rice Ball frowned and kept looking at the door. He sensed that Mommy was hiding something from them.

Little Rice Bun was really happy when his mommy hugged and coaxed him.

"Madam, I'm really fine. I'll be home tomorrow." Song Liangjiang pinched his son's chest, obviously trying to chase them away.

"Grandma, since Mommy is fine, let's go back first." Little Rice Ball held Professor Lin's hand and helped his mother quietly.

After all, if that man really was in there, he couldn't allow him to see him.

"All right, then have a good rest. Let bygones be bygones. Don't ruin your health because of this." Professor Lin comforted her and was about to bring the children back.

Song Liangjiang looked at Tang Yi and signaled with her eyes to send them out quickly.

Tang Yi understood and picked up Little Rice Bun. "Let's go. Godmother will send you boys home."

Little Rice Bun was happy. He laid his head on Tang Yi's shoulder and waved goodbye.

Little Rice Ball held his grandmother's hand. As they walked, he kept looking back at his mother. Song Liangjiang waved at him before he left.

She stood at the door and heaved a sigh of relief. She opened the door and saw Chu Jingmo sitting on the bed, looking at her.

Song Liangjiang was speechless.

She was… very guilty.

"It's not as if I have never seen your professor's wife before? Why are you hiding?" Chu Jingmo asked despite knowing the answer.

"I'm afraid she will beat you to death if she sees you," Song Liangjiang answered confidently. "If there's nothing else, President Chu, you can leave."

Chu Jingmo sneered, but he didn't expose her. "You haven't answered my question."

Only then did Song Liangjiang remember what he had just said. "I have to see the model first to know if I can do it."

"Okay." Chu Jingmo got up and took his jacket. "I understand."

Song Liangjiang watched as he left. What did he know? Was he going to show her the model?