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Vengeance: Ex-Husband CEO, Please Love Me

"In her previous life, she is used by her first love to send her own company into the tiger's den. She becomes bankrupt, gets kicked out of the house by her father, and becomes the target of ridicule by the family. Worst of all, she believes her best friend's lies, thinking that everything was done by her ‘husband’. Under her best friend's ploys, she almost kills him and is ultimately sentenced to prison, where she dies of depression. Before she was bewitched by love and friendship, she was the queen of the jewelry industry! She did not want such an ending! She finds herself reborn five years into the past. She also gains eyes that can see through a person's true nature. She can tell a scumbag and a bitch at a glance. This is the best gift from the heavens. She wants to use this pair of eyes to torture scum and beat up bitches when she sees one. She wanted to get vengeance for her previous life and reach the top of the jewelry industry again! However, her husband, Jiang Chengzhuo, who she deemed to be a scumbag in her previous life, did not show any conclusive results. She had always thought that he only married her for the sake of his family's interests, but in this life, she realizes that she might have many misunderstandings about this man. She hugs her design sketch. ""Young Master Jiang, I heard that you dated female celebrity Vivian?"" Jiang answers without looking up. ""Yes."" ""Help me see if she will like these designs."" Jiang still doesn't look up. ""I don't know."" ""How can you not know? The reporters caught you buying her a diamond ring worth over a million yuan. You should like someone like her, right? She's slim and beautiful."" Jiang finally raises his head and frowns. He grabs her by the fleshy waist and looks at her voluptuous chest. ""Do you need me to use actions to prove the type of woman I like?"" Oh no, I think I'm going to be eaten!"

Little Ear-chan · Urban
Not enough ratings
106 Chs

The Consequences of Provoking Me are Severe

Editor: Atlas Studios

Song Wei's face had a baffled expression. "What does this have to do with Yan Zhixing?"

Jiang Mingxu's face inched closer to hers. "Isn't he the only one in your heart?"

"Young Master Jiang, you're drunk. You're starting to spout nonsense."

"I am very clear-headed." Jiang Mingxu's voice was hoarse, revealing a suppressed wrath. "You are only putting on an act in front of me because you want to look for him behind my back. Song Wei, there is no need to. You are not that important."

Song Wei pushed Jiang Mingxu away. "If you are talking about that photo, I can only say that I was schemed against. It's up to you to believe it or not!"

Jiang Mingxu staggered once and reached out again to grab Song Wei's chin. Then, his eyes took her in inch by inch as if he was examining some sort of artwork.

"You're right. You're very smart. Whatever you do, you can always find an excuse to defend yourself."

Song Wei broke free from his hand and walked around him. "Young Master Jiang, I have nothing to talk about with you in this state. I have something to tell you when you wake up tomorrow."

With that said, she prepared to turn around and walk upstairs.

She would be a fool to argue with a drunkard!

However, before she could take two steps, she heard a thud behind her. Jiang Mingxu had fallen to the ground…

Song Wei stopped in her tracks and eventually turned back. Using all her strength and enduring the pain in her foot, she pulled him up from the ground and walked to the second floor while supporting him.

No matter how annoying his words were, he had still physically saved her twice before.

Just bear with it.

Song Wei had not stepped into Jiang Mingxu's bedroom ever since the wardrobe incident.

The cabinet had indeed been changed. It was still cold and white.

What surprised her was that Jiang Mingxu had kept a chair that she had drawn on. There was a big-eyed fairy with curly hair and devil horns on her head between the vines of the chair.

She opened her arms and bared her fangs. She looked fierce, but somehow, she also looked cute.

Was there anything special about this?

After a short moment of hesitation, she threw Jiang Mingxu onto the bed. However, because her energy was depleted and the foot injury, she fell onto the bed, too.

She was face to face with Jiang Mingxu in an instant. They were less than one centimeter apart; their noses were nearly touching.

Song Wei shrank back guiltily, but Jiang Mingxu suddenly reached out and hugged her tightly, not allowing her to break free. "Stay with me."

His childish tone made Song Wei think that she had heard wrongly!

So it turned out that Jiang Mingxu, the great young master, knew how to act cute when he was drunk?

Song Wei tried to move. "Young Master Jiang, let go. I'm not leaving. You're suffocating me."

However, Jiang Mingxu only tightened his grip on her possessively. "You are not allowed to leave."

"…" Song Wei curled up in his arms. Her heart was beating so fast that she didn't know if it was because she was being hugged so tightly that she was lacking oxygen.

Song Wei struggled subconsciously. Her elbow touched the inner side of Jiang Mingxu's arm, and she heard his painful groan. "Hmm…"

Only then did she see that his shirt was stained with a red mark. It was bleeding.

"Are you hurt?"

Jiang Mingxu seemed to have sobered up as well. He pushed Song Wei away in a daze then pulled his coat over himself to cover his wound. "Get out!"

Song Wei recalled the scene of them returning home yesterday. "This… Did those two hooligans hurt you yesterday?"

"I told you to get lost!" Jiang Mingxu was about to go berserk. However, because he was drunk, his movements were not listening to his brain's commands. Therefore, the fiercer he was, the more he looked… adorable?

Song Wei ignored him and took out the first aid kit in the room. She reached out to roll up his sleeves. "Director Jiang, it's just a wound sustained from a fight. You don't have to be so secretive."

"…" Jiang Mingxu still retracted his hand awkwardly, but he was caught by Song Wei.

"Also, you have misunderstood me. Right now, I don't have the slightest place in my heart for Yan Zhixing. He is just an annoying bug in my eyes now. As for that photo, you might not believe me no matter how I explain it. But I guarantee that I will definitely seize back the damage done to the Song and Jiang families' reputations."

As Jiang Mingxu looked at Song Wei, his eyes looked to be in a daze for a moment. Suddenly, his murderous aura softened a bit.

He looked at Song Wei. "How do you want to get it back?"

"That will require your cooperation then."

Song Wei dipped a cotton swab in disinfectant and pressed it on his wound unceremoniously.

Let him sober up!

Jiang Mingxu took a deep breath in pain. His gaze suddenly turned fierce once more as he grabbed her arm and glared rigidly at her.

Song Wei pretended to act innocent. "Was I too harsh? Young Master Jiang, I thought that you didn't know what pain was after holding back to avoid treating it for so long."

Jiang Mingxu stared at her raptly for a moment before he suddenly bent down and bit her lips!

The strong smell of alcohol leaped into her mouth. The scorching and painful feeling made her eyes widen instantly.

Song Wei pushed him away instantly and jumped off the bed. "Young Master Jiang, please conduct yourself with more dignity. I have a contract with you. Don't think of using the alcoholic influence to mess around."

Jiang Mingxu also stood up from the bed and walked to her. Towering above, he looked down at her. "I just want to tell you that the consequences of provoking me are severe."

Before Song Wei could retort, Jiang Mingxu grabbed her by the collar and threw her out of the door.

Good intentions were not rewarded!

PARADISES' new product launch was scheduled for the weekend. Right now, PARADISES was at its peak so all the famous people from all walks of life were attending.

Of course, Song Wei thought that her discussion with Jiang Mingxu had failed, and so she would have to find another way to participate.

She didn't expect to see an invitation letter lying on the dining table when she returned home the next day. There was also a set of a high-end gown, the kind that even high-ranking VIPs might not be able to order. The price was so expensive that it would definitely make people speechless.

At the venue of PARADISES' new product launch, Song Wei got out of the car and was surrounded by a group of reporters immediately.

"Madam Jiang, may I ask if you and Mr Yan are really as Miss Lin Shuangshuang had described, still longing for each other after your marriage?"

"May I ask if Mr Jiang has not responded to this matter because both of you have already agreed to a divorce and wish to adopt a unified approach to respond to this matter?"

"May I ask if this relationship of yours with Mr Yan is considered an affair? Have you felt any condemnation to your conscience and morals?"

"How did Mr Jiang react when he found out about this matter? What actions will he take against you or—say, the Song family next?"

Before Song Wei could answer, someone passed through the crowd and stood in front of her. She looked like a warrior defending Song Wei as she opened her arms to bar the reporters from surging forward.

"All of you, stop filming! Stop making things difficult for Weiwei! It's all my fault. I was guided by the media to speak without thinking. She has already been hurt deeply by public opinion so please let her go!"

With that attitude, Lin Shuangshuang really looked like a messenger of justice.

"Miss Lin, you were only telling the truth. Otherwise, how long would the public be deceived by this contract couple?"

"You're just trying to make your friend happy. You can't be blamed for this."

When Song Wei heard these words, she simply curled her lips mockingly. Her expression held a look of contempt like she was looking down on all living things. Standing under the spotlight in her luxurious clothes, she looked like a queen gracing them with her presence.

She was dazzling and elegant.

She said, "Everyone, please calm down. I will answer all your questions one by one. No need to be afraid of coming late to a show… as the main show has yet to come!"