Chapter 4 We could have an affair?_1

Ever since her husband uttered the words "pregnant," Jiang Xue's heart had been thrown into total disarray, flipping and flopping in confusion.

"Jiang Xue... Jiang Xue?"

Her boss's voice startled her awake.

"Ah? Director, do you need anything?"

The Design Department's Director, Feng Haoyu, looked concerned: "You look pale, are you feeling unwell?"

"Yes, I feel a bit... dizzy."

"Then let me take you to the hospital."

"No, no need, I can go by myself, thank you, Director!"

Jiang Xue stood up, bent over slightly, and turned to leave the conference room.

"Be careful on your way. Call me anytime if you need anything."

Feng Haoyu's voice followed, but Jiang Xue was too preoccupied to respond.

She was very aware of Feng Haoyu's interest in her and would have never wanted to owe him anything in the past, but today there was no way around it; frightened by the possibility of a life growing inside her, she simply had no capacity to concern herself with anything else.

After grabbing her wallet and keys from her workstation, Jiang Xue hurried downstairs. Just as she stepped out of the office building, she caught a glimpse of two people intimately nestled together in the corner of her eye.

Instinctively taking a second look, she was stunned.

Those two people turned out to be her boss and her husband!

Her husband still looked like his usual scruffy and disheveled self, while the boss was standing on the ground wearing only stockings, holding her high heels, her hair a mess, eyes red and swollen, appearing utterly vulnerable, a striking contrast to her usual image of a strong businesswoman.

It was as if they were acting out a melodramatic couple from an idol drama.

How is this possible?

Am I seeing things?

Jiang Xue rubbed her eyes vigorously, but the scene before her remained unchanged.

At that moment, Xiao Ming spotted his wife, his scalp tingled, and he hurriedly pushed Yang Hanqing away.

Yang Hanqing stumbled, almost falling over. Returning to her senses, she was immediately overwhelmed by grief, not caring about anything else, she clung to Xiao Ming again, grabbing at his shirt.

"Tell me! Tell me everything you know!"

Maohe Architecture was not large in scale and hadn't gone public; its shareholding structure was quite simple. Her father had given her a 45% stake, and two uncles held 9% and 8.5% respectively.

The remaining 37.5% was owned by her husband, Zhang Anli.

Why was Xiao Ming trying to purchase these shares so meticulously?

There was only one answer: Zhang Anli was about to lose his eligibility to own them.

Her father had been murdered by her husband!

Xiao Ming's head was reeling, thinking, "Sister, please turn around, will you? My wife is here!"

There was no helping it; he knew Yang Hanqing was beyond reason at this point, so he pretended not to have noticed Jiang Xue and pried Yang Hanqing's hands off him.

"Word of mouth isn't proof, I suggest you go home immediately and speak to the family on the same floor across the street to request the camera storage card."

"Storage card?" Yang Hanqing had managed a company well; she was no fool and immediately understood Xiao Ming's point.

"Are you saying that the child across the street might have captured the process of my father being harmed?"

"It's not a possibility; it's a certainty."

"Don't the child's parents care that he captured something so horrible?"

"That child has autism, is shy and not talkative. Remember to communicate well with his parents when you go."

After speaking, without waiting for Yang Hanqing to ask anything more, Xiao Ming's gaze brightened as if he had just noticed Jiang Xue and walked over to her.

"Xue'er, are you off work? Are you hungry? Let's go have your favorite pizza!"

A storm surged in Yang Hanqing's heart.

Xiao Ming not only knew the true cause of her father's death but also knew she had always harbored doubts, and now he even knew the details about the child living in the building across the street.

Just who is this guy?

She turned to ask, but seeing Jiang Xue standing nearby, she pushed down her shock, slipped on her shoes, tidied her hair, and walked over to hand Xiao Ming a business card.

"I hope everything you've said is true, otherwise, I will never let you off the hook!"

With that, she nodded faintly at Jiang Xue and turned to leave hastily.

Jiang Xue's brows were knotted with confusion and she asked Xiao Ming, "What does Mr. Yang mean? What nonsense have you told her?"

Xiao Ming put on an apologetic smile, "She needed help with something and I gave her some advice, yet she's skeptical.

'A dog will bite Lu Dongbin, ungrateful for kindness received.' I really don't know how such a person manages a company; they're bound to go bankrupt sooner or later."

Watching her husband's arrogant and despicable demeanor, Jiang Xue felt a fresh wave of annoyance and disgust.

"Xiao Ming, do you get uncomfortable if you don't brag? Mr. Yang is young yet holds degrees in both architectural design and business management, has a net worth of millions; what could she possibly need from a person like you?"

Xiao Ming inwardly sighed but outwardly remained jocular, "Anyway, it doesn't change the fact that we could never have an affair."

"Wishful thinking!"

Contemptuously rolling her eyes at him, Jiang Xue turned and walked away.

Despite her heart being full of doubts, she would never believe there was any unspeakable relationship between the two.

"Where are you going, wife?" Xiao Ming called after her.

"It's none of your business!"

Jiang Xue didn't look back, mounted her electric bike, and rode away.

Xiao Ming smacked his lips and took out his phone, typing a message to the number on Yang Hanqing's business card: "Don't forget our deal.

Otherwise, just as I know how your father died, I also know what will happen to you!"