Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 172: The Aura of the Matriarch_1

"Master, how did it go?"

No sooner had Ding Jianwei sat down in the car than Jiang Yang couldn’t wait to ask.

Glancing at the third-floor balcony, Ding Jianwei let out a reminiscent smile, "He’s fine. Just a very interesting person."

Jiang Yang had never seen his master with such an expression; his eyes were wide with surprise.

"Master, you must stay strong!"

"What? Stay strong in what?"

"That Xiao Ming, even though he has a wife, he still has two wealthy young ladies, a female CEO, and a female boss all wrapped around his finger.

It shows not only is he top-notch at making money, but his womanizing tactics are also divine. Master, you can’t fall for his tricks."

Ding Jianwei rolled his eyes, "Enough nonsense, drive!"

Upstairs, Xiao Ming watched the black Santana drive away and sighed.

He was well aware that there were no secrets that could stay hidden forever, but he hadn’t expected it to be revealed so soon.

Of course, Ding Jianwei was not a bad choice as a confidant in this secret; they could be considered to share the same ideals to some extent, and his official identity was quite fitting.

After all, in his previous life, he had dealt with many mysterious organizations and the dark side of the world. Having a good relationship with a capable hawk-dog was very beneficial.

Next, Xiao Ming went to the market and bought a lot of vegetables and two squabs. He filled his fridge with the vegetables, put the squabs in the pot to stew, and then went to the police station to make a statement. freewebnoveℓ.com

Indeed, only Ding Jianwei had discovered his secret; the other police officers just asked him for some information and then let him go.

Once home, he poured the stewed squab soup into a thermal container, rode his bike to the company, had a quick laugh with the receptionist, and then saw Jiang Xue coming out from inside.

"Aiyo! Caught red-handed by the wife, no excuses; I accept my punishment willingly."

Jiang Xue, suspecting nobody would ever think the receptionist and he had anything going on, shook her head helplessly and said, "Are you here for me? I was just about to head to the construction site."

"Who else would I be here for if not you? It’s only you in this building worth coming for.

The construction site can wait, come to my office first and have some soup."

Xiao Ming pulled Jiang Xue toward the elevator.

Ruiye Holdings was upstairs, and naturally, so was his office.

"Hey, wait a second, did you forget something?" Jiang Xue asked.

"Forget what?" Xiao Ming looked clueless.

Jiang Xue pointed to the thermal container, "Is there only enough for one person in here?"

Xiao Ming’s expression turned odd, and glancing back at the receptionist, he whispered, "Wife, to be honest, do you have some sort of masochistic tendency?

Everyone else’s husband is out there hard to pin down, and yet it seems like you’re afraid I don’t have anything to do with other women?"

Jiang Xue’s lips curled up slightly, as she once again pointed to the thermal container and then to herself, "This relationship, I’ve given it to you."

Xiao Ming suddenly realized and then bowed deeply to his wife in admiration.

After all, no man can hide his wife at home unseen, and no woman can stop her husband from interacting with any other women.

Especially for a man as outstanding as Xiao Ming, it would be absurd to think he didn’t have admirers.

Since this reality cannot be changed, one must resort to the wisdom of the ancients.

As the saying goes, it is better to channel than to block. If you can control the situation within a range that you can manage any time, then danger is no longer danger, but a game.

Simply put, Jiang Xue wanted to make Yang Hanqing aware that whenever he thought of Xiao Ming, she would come to mind first.

She would always be present in their relationship, like a grand river spanning between them, impossible to ignore.

Of course, this required wisdom and courage, and even more so, trust in her husband.

Luckily, Jiang Xue wasn’t lacking anything.

Xiao Ming took out his phone and dialed Yang Hanqing’s number, "Have you had lunch yet?"

"Eating... No, haven’t eaten! Cough, cough, cough..."

Yang Hanqing was clearly choked by something.

"Stop nibbling on those diet biscuits, they have no nutrition and also scratch the throat. Come up to my office, we’re having pigeon soup today."

Having finished speaking, Xiao Ming hung up the phone and walked into the elevator with Jiang Xue in his arms.

The receptionist heard what he’d said and wondered who he was talking to, only to see her boss rushing out of the office ebulliently, frantically pressing the elevator button as if he was starving to death.

The receptionist’s mouth was agape, wide enough to fit a duck egg.

Good heavens! Mr. Xiao made that call right in front of Designer Jiang.

Does that mean Designer Jiang knows about his thing with Mr. Yang?

Summoned at a moment’s notice and dismissed just as easily, is this the legendary aura of an alpha female?

For a moment, the receptionist didn’t know whether to envy or pity Jiang Xue, and was caught in a dilemma.

After lunch, Xiao Ming asked Yang Hanqing, "Are you busy right now?"

Yang Hanqing shook her head, "Nothing important at the moment."

"Then there’s no need to run back and forth. There’s a meeting later, all the company shareholders will attend. We’ll discuss the new company I’m starting."

"What new company are you starting now?" Jiang Xue asked.

"A cultural and entertainment investment company," Xiao Ming replied. "If you’re curious, you can join us later, Zhou Qingyuan will also be there."

Thinking of the aggressive Zhou family heiress, Jiang Xue immediately sent a message to the construction team leader, saying she would be two hours late.

Another ten minutes passed, and Xiao Ming took a call, saying, "I’m in the office, just come in."

Soon after, the office door was slammed open, and a young girl, fresh as a flower, rushed in.

"Xiao brother..."

The joyful greeting quickly turned subdued; her expressive face now looked anxious. The girl stopped in her tracks, her face a picture of bewilderment.

Following her, another woman appeared behind her.

Not yet thirty, with slender eyes and slanted eyebrows reaching into her temples, wearing a white blouse, wide-leg pants, and high heels, she carried herself with a chest-thrusting, spirited demeanor.

Jiang Xue’s eyes twinkled, and she quietly pinched a soft spot on Xiao Ming’s waist, using force to express her dissatisfaction at being kept in the dark.

Xiao Ming felt very wronged, but couldn’t help it and could only maintain a normal expression as he said, "Let me introduce everyone, Bai Xuechao and Gu Xiangmeng, both are friends I trust very much and who trust me a lot. The woman on my left is the president of Maohe Real Estate, Mrs. Yang Hanqing. As for the woman in my arms, it’s obvious, she’s my love, Jiang Xue."

"Please make yourselves comfortable. We don’t have a secretary, I’ll get you some water," he said, taking the opportunity of standing up to escape his wife’s torment and getting two bottles of water for Bai Xuechao and Gu Xiangmeng from the fridge.

Bai Xuechao’s expression was normal as she smiled and nodded at Jiang Xue and Yang Hanqing, "Mrs. Jiang, Mr. Yang, I might cause you some trouble in the future, please take care of me."

Gu Xiangmeng’s self-control was much less, with a mix of grievance and wistfulness she glanced at Xiao Ming, and then bowed to Jiang Xue and Yang Hanqing, "Sister Jiang, Sister Yang, hello! My name is Gu Xiangmeng, I am... I am..."

"A little sister I acknowledge."

Xiao Ming ruffled her hair and then put on a serious face, "What sister? Call her sister-in-law."

Gu Xiangmeng pursed her lips, whether intentional or not, corrected herself, "Two sister-in-laws, hello!"