Chapter 1955

Chapter 1955: Chapter 1955

Song Guanchao called Lu Feng, asking him to send a couple of people to visit Ah Xiang’s hometown and look after Ah Xiang’s mother.

Although he and Wei Zejun had made things clear, this type of rich second generation hates being ordered around the most, let alone Song Guanchao giving a threat rather than an order.

Moreover, after suffering such a loss at Jiang Heng’s hands this time, surely he will want revenge, and there’s a significant chance he might target Ah Xiang’s mother.

In any case, prepare for the worst. If he really doesn’t take his words seriously, then let him see what I’m capable of.

He parked the car downstairs, glanced at his watch — it was past ten, still not too late.

He headed towards Wu Qiangwei’s house, casually sent her a message.

Soon, he arrived at Wu Qiangwei’s house, knocked on the door, and it opened shortly.

"It’s all taken care of."

Song Guanchao said casually, swapped his shoes for slippers, and naturally walked into the living room with her.

Wu Qiangwei handed him a bottle of water, looking at him. Song Guanchao knew she wanted to hear the details, so he opened the bottle cap, took a sip, and briefly explained the situation to her.

Upon learning that Wei Zejun had already left the city bureau, Wu Qiangwei slightly relaxed.

Then, hearing him mention that Jiang Heng had sent him evidence, her eyebrows furrowed suddenly.

Song Guanchao noted her reaction, stating: "Wei Zejun knows the evidence is with me. If nothing unexpected happens, his dad will contact me sometime within these two days."

"He knows? Did you tell him?"

"Yeah," Song Guanchao said. "Jiang Heng asked me to take care of his woman’s mother. I discussed this matter with Wei Zejun too. I told him that I won’t get involved in his grudges with Jiang Heng, but he can’t touch that woman’s mother. If he dares to act, I’ll release the evidence."

"You..." Wu Qiangwei was utterly speechless; she couldn’t understand Song Guanchao’s series of moves at all.

She was puzzled, why did Song Guanchao give himself unnecessary trouble?

The most correct approach would be to hang up immediately upon receiving Jiang Heng’s call, not giving him a chance to continue speaking.

Wu Qiangwei wanted to say something, but worried it might upset him, she pondered, choosing mild and appropriate wording: "The evidence is pointless; having it in hand is useless, and instead, it’s a burden."

Song Guanchao said: "I know what you’re worried about, you think it’s troublesome, and I shouldn’t meddle."

"I never said that," Wu Qiangwei pouted. Song Guanchao chuckled: "Rest assured, I’ve considered everything you’re worried about. Since I’ve chosen this course, I naturally have reasons. Honestly, I could just not tell you, to avoid worrying you. Telling you is to prevent you from getting upset if you found out."

"Who’s upset!" Wu Qiangwei got displeased, hugging her arms and turning aside. "As if I’m so bad-tempered, if it was anyone else, do you think I’d ask more?"

Song Guanchao felt a pang of irritation, thinking how unpredictable women’s tempers are. His intention was to tell her he didn’t want to hide things, yet it turned into her thinking he found her annoying.

He couldn’t explain further, the more explanations in such cases just make things messier.

"I was petty." Song Guanchao chose not to explain, admitted his fault, then moved over and grabbed her hand, pressing her onto the sofa.

"Don’t touch me."

"I won’t touch, just a small caress."

Song Guanchao shamelessly extended his hand, gliding along her cotton pajama pants, exploring up her thigh, while kissing her little mouth.

Initially, Wu Qiangwei pretended to resist a little, but soon it turned into moans that fueled his lust.

...

"Brother Jiang, where are we going?"

On the highway, Ah Xiang asked.

They had already left Nanjiang Province, and Jiang Heng showed no intention of exiting the highway.

"We’ll stay in Fu Province for a while. Once the paperwork is done, we’ll go abroad," Jiang Heng said.

He had calmed down from initial tension, forming a rough plan for the coming days.

Wei Zejun has significant influence domestically; though most of his connections are in Jiangzhou, he is wealthy.

If he is truly determined to find us, he will, sooner or later.

Unless we assume new identities.

Yet domestically, changing identities isn’t something you can just do.

The best way to avoid his threats is to leave the country, start over somewhere else.

Ah Xiang responded oh so quietly.

She wasn’t quite prepared for this yet, but nonetheless, she didn’t want to stay in Jiangzhou, nor become Wei Zejun’s plaything anymore.

Looking at the weary Jiang Heng filled her heart with warmth and a bit of concern.

...

"Jiang Heng!"

In the room, Wei Zejun glanced at the company’s financial records and found that the money in the account had been completely transferred out, not a cent left.

The anger accumulated throughout the day had reached its peak.

Yet he held it back.

Dad had already sent people to catch him, and once he does, Jiang Heng must face the consequences of betrayal!

Including Ah Xiang!

Though Ah Xiang hadn’t actively done anything from the start, Jiang Heng acted because of her; it’s something she can’t escape from.

...

The next day, Song Guanchao returned home early, changed clothes, and drove to the City Government.

Then, he timed his arrival, entering Wu Qiangwei’s office.

"There was something last night I forgot to tell you."

Being in private, Song Guanchao had no interest in discussing official business.

Wu Qiangwei blushed slightly. "What is it?"

Song Guanchao said: "Initially, I thought those landlords were organized by Wei Zejun, along with those honey trap incidents. Now, it’s clear it’s unrelated to him."

Wu Qiangwei immediately understood what he implied.

Since it wasn’t Wei Zejun, someone in the city must be secretly sabotaging things.

"Who do you think it is?" Song Guanchao asked.

Wu Qiangwei shook her head. "Guessing is pointless, find evidence."

Previously, without evidence, he misjudged, nearly causing major trouble.

Song Guanchao understood her hint, awkwardly touching his nose: "Alright, I’ll investigate."

He had a few suspects in mind, among whom Zhou Zheng was the most likely.

Even though Zhou Zheng wasn’t in Jiangzhou, that doesn’t clear the suspicion.

Back in the office, Song Guanchao listed the recent events, pondering where to start investigating.

At this moment, his phone rang — it was Tan Xiang calling.

Only then did he remember asking Tan Xiang to investigate the honey trap woman and who was behind her.

She must have found something.

"Chairman Tan, did you find out anything?"

"Found it, a bar manager who also introduces women to clients."

"What’s his name?"

"He ran away."

"Ran?" Song Guanchao chuckled, considering how cautious the person behind it was.

"Alright, thank you, Chairman Tan."

"You’re welcome." Tan Xiang didn’t waste words; she hung up right after the conversation.

With this lead gone, he could only keep searching, looking for other angles.

...

Meanwhile, a black Maybach drove into the City Government.

The car door opened, revealing Wei Shoucheng in a short-sleeved polo shirt stepping out.

Wei Shoucheng glanced at the City Government, then proceeded.

A few minutes later, he stood outside the Mayor’s office.

Having been by Wu Qiangwei’s side for over half a year, Shu Xue’s discerning eye realized immediately that this man had an extraordinary presence.

"Hello, do you have an appointment?"

Wei Shoucheng offered a warm smile: "I’m Wei Shoucheng, here to see Mayor Wu about something."