Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 177 Let Him Bring His Wife Over_1

In fact, Xiao Ming truly felt troubled because he didn’t know on what grounds or with what identity to visit his master.

He definitely couldn’t disclose the fact that he had been reborn, but fooling that old fox, a formidable figure in his own right, would not be easy.

Not long after sending Bai Xuechao and Gu Xiangmeng away, Yun Shi Yu came in.

The girl, serious as always, continued discussing the topic of future network development from the meeting for a while before shifting to the initial focal points of the new company. Naturally, the conversation then moved to artist management and Gu Xiangmeng.

If Xiao Ming still couldn’t guess her purpose, his last life would have been in vain.

Yun Shi Yu and Zhou Qingyuan, one as cold as ice, the other as warm as fire, seemed like polar opposites. Yet at their core, they were nearly identical.

They were both equally proud, equally stubborn, and equally refuses to concede.

It was a pity they both stood at the same height and were both women; two tigresses could not share the same mountain, which is why they saw each other as rivals and formidable opponents.

If one were male and the other female, they would have been perfectly matched soulmates.

"Later on, pick any song from those I write for Meng. Whichever one you like, it’s yours.

But you’ll have to be quick, because Qingyuan will do the same."

Having said that, Xiao Ming clocked out and left the company to buy groceries at the market.

He had already decided to make turtle soup for his wife in the evening.

At seven in the evening, Jiang Xue carefully checked the construction progress one more time, then locked the door and took the elevator down.

Top-tier properties had many rules, including that renovations were only allowed from nine in the morning to seven in the evening on weekdays, with no exceptions at other times.

Otherwise, she could have finished the job at least half a month earlier.

Fortunately, though the house was large, it didn’t require much heavy construction, and there weren’t many changes to be made. Most of it fell into the realm of soft decoration on the design level. In about ten to twenty days, the project would be nearly complete.

Arriving at the underground parking lot and entering the private garage with four exclusive parking spaces reserved for top-floor residents, Jiang Xue couldn’t help but sigh with envy again.

Although her husband was already very wealthy and had promised they would soon buy a house, such luxurious amenities were still beyond her wildest dreams.

She envied them but was not jealous.

What she wanted was never much.

Reminded of her husband’s call mentioning he had made turtle soup, the corners of Jiang Xue’s mouth sweetly curled up. She started the car and drove out of the garage.

After traveling twenty to thirty meters, she was about to round the corner and exit when she glanced in the rearview mirror and turned the steering wheel slightly. When she looked back, she suddenly saw a group of people step out from behind a pillar at the corner. freёnovelkiss.com

Even though they weren’t very close, the unexpected sight startled her, and she instinctively slammed on the brakes.

Screech—!

The sound of tires grinding against the pavement echoed far in the parking lot.

Among the group, a tall young man with an imposing presence frowned at the noise and glanced irritably toward Jiang Xue.

With just one look, his feet rooted to the spot.

When he stopped, naturally, those clustering around him also halted.

One of the men in the group, leaning on a cane, showed a glint of cunning triumph on his face, then said, "Well, women always tend to be a bit reckless when driving. Mr. Zhuang needn’t bother. I’ll go have a few words with her."

The handsome young man addressed as Mr. Zhuang stopped him, instead stepping forward himself and knocking on the car window.

Jiang Xue was a bit frightened, but considering this was a high-end property with top-notch security and surveillance, and the young man outside seemed fairly approachable, she hesitated for a moment before rolling down the window halfway.

"I’m sorry about that! I made quite a bit of noise just now," she apologized proactively.

"It’s okay," Mr. Zhuang said with a warm smile. "Are you a resident here?"

"No, I’m just here to help a client with their house renovation."

"Then you must be a designer?"

"Indeed, I like intellectual women,"

Jiang Xue was taken aback, but soon realized this man was hitting on her and couldn’t help but raise her left hand in displeasure.

"Sorry! I’m already married."

Mr. Zhuang’s eyes sparkled slightly, "No need to apologize, as long as you can make me like you, nothing else matters."

His tone was condescending, as if Jiang Xue should feel honored to be approached by him. And yet, his face bore no clear signs of arrogance; it was as if everything was natural and to be expected.

Jiang Xue finally lost her patience, "Sir, you’ve misunderstood. My apology was only out of politeness and not because I feel I owe you anything.

Please step back, I’m about to drive off."

After saying that, she rolled up her car window, gently pressed on the accelerator, and headed toward the parking lot exit.

Mr. Zhuang didn’t try to stop her, just watched the retreating taillights and remarked, "She’s already a married woman, yet she retains the essence of a young girl.

It’s rare to find such a natural beauty in a small place like Longyin.

Fang Jing!"

The man with the cane immediately stepped forward.

Clearly, he was Zhou Jicang’s adopted son and Zhou Qingyuan’s brother, Zhou Fangjing.

"This is the kind of woman I want. Compared to her, your sister and the Yun Family’s missy are just ordinary pretty girls, quite boring indeed."

"Mr. Zhuang has a keen eye!" Zhou Fangjing bowed and nodded.

Anyone who knew his identity would be shocked beyond belief.

Being Zhou Jicang’s son, even an adopted one, he was undoubtedly a person who could wield power across the province.

But here he was, behaving like a lackey in front of this young man with the surname Zhuang. So, who exactly was this Mr. Zhuang?

"If she can afford to drive an RS6, her husband must not be short of money."

Mr. Zhuang spoke again, "Check out her husband, and then go pay him a visit. No matter what business he’s in, tell him I, the young master, am offering a project worth no less than a hundred million. Ask him to send his wife over, and he can have her back in a month or so."

With that, he turned and walked towards the elevator ahead.

"Mr. Zhuang, with your esteemed presence gracing this humble place, it is only right for me to show my hospitality and serve you with the diligence of a dog or horse.

Zhou Fangjing limped after him, "Please leave this matter to me!"

Mr. Zhuang was noncommittal.

It didn’t matter to him who took care of it, as he wasn’t worried about the outcome.

Because since he was born, there hasn’t been anything he wanted that he hadn’t acquired.

Jiang Xue felt disgusted all the way home, and even when she went upstairs, she planned to have a good vent about it with her husband. But as soon as she entered and saw Xiao Ming wearing an apron coming to greet her, she suddenly lost all interest in complaining.

Home should be a warm and happy place; the disgust from outside can stay outside. After all, it was no big deal, just an overly self-confident man hitting on her, something she had become used to since puberty.

However, while Jiang Xue wasn’t wrong in thinking this, she was mistaken about the man.

The night passed without incident, and the next day, Xiao Ming visited the Dabang Group to pay his respects to Cao Zhining.

Despite the fact his wife had been unfaithful for many years, and his son wasn’t his biological child, having lived together for so long, Cao Zhining was still deeply affected by their deaths, seemingly aged a decade overnight.

Xiao Ming suggested he take a few days off, but he refused, saying his vitality depended on keeping busy with work. Once he became idle, he might never be able to stand back up again.

Xiao Ming didn’t insist further, chatted about a few company matters, and then took his leave.

Upon arriving at Ruiye, the receptionist informed him that someone from the Zhou Family was waiting in the rest room.

He pushed open the door to the rest room, puzzled, and the first thing he saw was Zhou Fangjing’s nostrils flaring skyward.