Chapter 11 Has Your Conscience Been Eaten by a Dog?_1

"Fuck! Rebellion, huh?"

The young man behind the girl was suddenly furious, "Where is he? I'm gonna kill the son of a bitch!"

"He's gone to Lingxiao Hall."

The girl immediately took the walkie-talkie from a security guard, and while briskly entering the restaurant, she commanded with a stern face, "I am Yun Shi Yu, all security personnel assemble outside Lingxiao Hall immediately, be careful not to disturb other customers dining."

Minutes before, in Lingxiao Hall, Jiang Xue was apologizing with a troubled expression.

"Mr. Cao, I'm really sorry, I truly can't drink alcohol, I'll just toast you with this glass of water!"

Cao Bangxi, eyeing her bulging chest, said displeased, "Miss Jiang, dinner is almost over, and from start to finish, I've given you plenty of respect.

This is the first glass and also the last, I hope you don't fail to appreciate that."

Jiang Xue touched her belly, steeling herself as she said, "I'm sorry Mr. Cao, I..."

Bang!

Cao Bangxi slammed his wine glass down on the table, and Zhang Anli, who was beside him, hurriedly tried to smooth things over, "It's Jiang's first time coming out, she doesn't know the rules. Mr. Cao, please calm down a bit, I'll talk to her."

Turning his face, he spoke harshly, "What's the matter with you, Jiang?

Mr. Cao is a top figure in Longyin City, and a benefactor to our Maohe. Just the tiniest favor from him that slips through his fingers can provide for you for a lifetime, understand?

Now pour the drink and apologize to Mr. Cao quickly!"

Jiang Xue really wanted to confess that she was pregnant, but she also knew that these days a female employee getting pregnant was basically equivalent to unemployment.

Her husband owed gambling debts outside, and she still had a family to support; how could she take the risk?

After much consideration, she could only lie.

"Mr. Zhang, I understand what you're saying, and it's not that I don't want to save face, it's just that I really can't drink liquor, a touch of it makes me vomit. If I were to dirty this place, it would be extremely rude."

Cao Bangxi's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he laughed, "So you can't drink liquor, Miss Jiang, you should have said so earlier! It happens that I brought a fine bottle of red wine, please open it, Mr. Zhang."

"Alright! Just a moment, Mr. Cao."

Zhang Anli got up and went to the wine cabinet, opened the red wine above, and as he poured, a little pill dropped into the red liquid, vanishing in an instant.

"Here we go, Jiang, I didn't pour much, just two sips. Quickly give Mr. Cao a proper toast.

Let me tell you, it's not often you come across someone like Mr. Cao who has status, culture, and a gentleman's demeanor; you need to seize the opportunity!"

Jiang Xue ran out of reasons to refuse. Seeing that the glass didn't contain much wine, and thinking it shouldn't affect the fetus too much, she took the glass and stood up.

"Mr. Cao, I didn't make myself clear before, and spoiled your mood, luckily you're magnanimous, with a broad mind. This makes me even more honored to cooperate with your company, and I also hope that you will continue to spur me on and guide me, thank you.

Here's to you!"

"Well said, well said."

Cao Bangxi picked up his glass, his greedy gaze fixed on Jiang Xue's graceful curves, wishing he could strip her down to a lamb then and there.

He had a penchant for married women; half a month ago, he saw Jiang Xue at a property fair and was immediately struck by her beauty, subsequently contacting Zhang Anli.

The danger of having killed his father-in-law had passed, and Zhang Anli was preparing to initiate his plan to devour the whole of Maohe, exactly when he needed external support—the two immediately hit it off.

Not to mention selling a small designer whose husband was a waste, if Cao Bangxi fancied Yang Hanqing, he would eagerly clean his wife up and send her to the other man's bed.

The glass had already reached Jiang Xue's lush red lips, Cao Bangxi could hardly swallow his saliva, while Zhang Anli's eyes sparkled with excitement.

Bang!

Suddenly, the private room door was kicked open, followed by a loud shout, "Xue'er!"

Jiang Xue was so startled that her hand shook. She turned to look and her eyes widened in shock.

"Xiao... what are you doing here?"

Xiao Ming strode forward, snatched the glass from her and smelled it, his face quickly icing over.

"Who are you? Who let you in?" Zhang Anli stood up angrily.

Jiang Xue came to her senses and hastily said, "Sorry, Mr. Cao, Mr. Zhang! He's my husband; I'll make him leave right now."

She pulled Xiao Ming to the door, lowering her voice in anger, "What are you doing here? I'm at work, do you want to get me fired?"

"Xue'er, listen to me explain." Xiao Ming said, "Zhang Anli has no good intentions, that Cao Bangxi is the most notorious son of a bitch in Longyin City, he loves to play with other men's wives, he..."

"What do you mean? Are you saying I'm shameless?"

Jiang Xue's pretty face turned pale, her eyes reddening, "Xiao Ming, you've been gambling for two years, I've been working myself to death to pay off your debts, feeding and taking care of you, when have I ever wronged you?

Now you even suspect me, have... have you lost your conscience to a dog?"

"No, you've misunderstood. I'm not accusing you, I'm worried about them deceiving you."

"Bullshit! For two years, you've only ever cared about money, and never bothered with the family. Today, just as I'm about to sign a big deal, you suddenly have a conscience? It's ridiculous.

Xiao Ming, no matter what your motives are, if you still want to take money from me in the future, get out of here right now!"