Dressed As Scum A Marked the Crazy Beauty Boss

This is no longer hatred, not simple obsession, but murderous intent.

Fu Rongjun, it was murder.

"Although this video cannot completely prove that Fu Rongjun set the fire, I am sure that this incident has something to do with her. Afterwards, she knows how guilty she is about this incident. Especially after knowing that I have something in my hand... But I She didn't get much benefit from her, her shares were tied up, and the company was controlled by Cheng Jing all these years, so she couldn't get the money out."

But after all, he is also Cheng's largest shareholder, so he regards Fu Rongjun's secret as his last card.

It has been used for turning over.

It's a pity that Fu Rongjun only has that woman's mind. Although he is cruel, he has no ambition but no strength, so he can only put all his hopes on Cheng Jing.

Once he loses the hope of Cheng Jing, he will not become a great weapon.

Bai Zhaoliang: "But if you want, you can also try to find the servant who cooperates with Fu Rongjun." He tried, but couldn't find it, but for him, the video in his hand is enough to be a handle.

As Bai Zhaoliang spoke, he took a sip of coffee.

"It's still delicious tea, this foreign stuff is very bitter."

Cheng Jiqing's fingers were gently held, and she felt that soft white hand trembling from forbearance and anger.

His eyes turned from the computer screen to Bai Xin's face.

A second later, Bai Xin looked up.

In sight, there is distress for each other.

They lost a lot in that fire.

What Cheng Jiqing lost was that innocent childhood, the pain of being betrayed by a close relative.

What Baixin lost was the only mother in the world who loved her dearly, and it was an irreparable pain that would last forever.

After the heartache and grief, there is endless anger.

Looking away, Cheng Jiqing took a breath, and quietly moved the notebook towards him.

"Boss Bai still needs to get used to it." Cheng Jiqing said slowly, "Habits that can't bear hardships are not very good..."

Bai Zhaoliang didn't understand what he said. What he thought in his mind was that after today, Bai Shi would be able to get back up again. He can always find hope out of desperation, everything will be fine.

"Fu Rongjun probably didn't expect that the fire would be so big and so fast that it almost buried herself in it. Anyway, Fu Rongjun's plan to harm you is clearly revealed." Bai Zhaoliang was still talking. In the next second, he went straight to the point: "Mr. Cheng, look at what you promised just now...the money is still waiting in the country."

Cheng Jiqing's eyes were cold and he didn't speak.

Instead, Bai Xin opened his mouth: "The matter should not be finished yet, right?"

Bai Zhaoliang paused.

Bai Xin looked at Bai Zhaoliang, pulled his lips, and said lightly, "Aren't you going to talk about the fact that you left my mother cruelly in order to survive?"

Bai Zhaoliang's face suddenly turned pale, and he retorted subconsciously: "At that time, even I panicked, and I almost escaped that day...Xiao Cheng was always there, she should know better, it's not easy to survive. "

Bai Xin suddenly swept the coffee in front of him onto the table, and the black and brown coffee flowed on the table, as dirty as a ball of sludge.

While Bai Zhaoliang shut up in surprise, he said, "Did you really never get scared when you dreamed back at midnight all these years?"

She didn't even have the thought of confrontation.

Such a person will never feel that he is wrong until he dies.

What else did Bai Zhaoliang want to say, seeing Cheng Jiqing pull out the USB flash drive from his laptop, he heard another sentence: "Boss Bai, thank you for the video, you should go."

"I know you don't want to see me, I understand, I took the money and went back to Beicheng..." Bai Zhaoliang said with a smile: "Then this money..."

Cheng Jiqing grabbed Bai Xin's five fingers, separated the nails from the edge of the flesh, raised his eyes and said lightly: "No, you didn't understand. I mean, you should go."

"What?" Bai Zhaoliang realized something was wrong: "Don't forget, you signed the agreement!"

Cheng Jiqing nodded: "I signed the agreement..."

"and you…"

Bai Zhaoliang was sure that the agreement was genuine, and the seal was also genuine. He carefully read the content, and it was sent from a law firm.

"Look carefully at the content of the agreement." Cheng Jiqing reminded: "The payer."

Bai Zhaoliang looked down and found the words "Blue Flag Finance Department".

Cheng Jiqing is the boss behind Lanqi, so there's nothing wrong with that.

"There is one thing you may not know. I am indeed the biggest boss of Lanqi, but I am separated from Lanqi. I own the capital chain of Lanqi, but the Blue Flag Group is not under my control."

Bai Zhaoliang was furious: "So..."

Cheng Jiqing said quietly: "The money from the finance department is invalid only with my seal..."

In other words, the agreement just now was empty talk.

"You lied to me!" Bai Zhaoliang stood up abruptly. He wanted to grab the computer, but only found out that the USB flash drive was already in Cheng Jiqing's hands.

This was his last hope, and he probably knew that Cheng Jiqing would not help him, and Fu Rongjun's side was over... Bai Zhaoliang was so angry that he wanted to fight!

Cheng Jiqing pulled Bai Xin back from the chair, and pulled Bai Xin behind him.

She kicked the chair in front of her directly onto Bai Zhaoliang's knee.

With a 'bang', Bai Zhaoliang fell down.

It was also at this time that the door of the box opened, and two tall women in black coats came in, and suppressed Bai Zhaoliang without saying a word.

Bai Zhaoliang fell to the ground: "You, you hurt me! Bai Xin, I am your own father, you can't do this to me!"

Bai Xin took two steps from behind Cheng Jiqing.

She walked up to Bai Zhaoliang, lowered her head, looked down and said, "Father? Do you know where the piece of land you've always wanted is? It's in my hands."

The white hair on Zhao Liang's head trembled with anger, and he heard heavier thunder falling.

Bai Xin said softly: "Do you know why the Bai family lost to Y2? I did it. Do you know why the Bai family has come to where it is today? I did it."

Bai Zhaoliang looked at Bai Xin in shock, but was so angry that he couldn't say a word.

"But these are not enough to calm the hatred in my heart..."

"Don't worry, in the days to come, I will let you live like a dog."

In the evening of that day, Cheng Jiqing took Bai Xin to see the mermaid statue in Copenhagen.

When I didn't see it, I always thought it should be as wonderful as a fairy tale.

On the contrary, due to his mood, it seems that it is just an ordinary bronze statue.

They didn't have the heart to appreciate it, even if the bronze statue endowed the city with a special spirit, they couldn't understand it because of more real troubles at the moment.

In the end, Cheng Jiqing took Bai Xin's hand and walked back along the Langelini Promenade.

"what time is it?"

"Six o'clock, in time." Cheng Jiqing said.

It's very close to the airport.

Cheng Jiqing didn't want to go back to Beicheng so soon, but there were some things that he had to go back to solve.

Bai Xin stopped and went to hug Cheng Jiqing.

"I hate it so much."

Even if Bai Zhaoliang fell to this point, he still couldn't repay everything she lost.

Cheng Jiqing didn't speak for a while, whether it was Bai Zhaoliang or Fu Rongjun, it was just a thought that became a demon.

People are born with desires, and the seven deadly sins are even more fatal.

What they do is the lowest level of human nature.

"And Mr. Fu Rong."

"Don't worry, no one can escape."

It was morning to return to Beicheng.

It is a rare good weather, because it has been rainy in Beicheng these days.

For a wealthy woman like Fu Rongjun, who has enjoyed most of her life, the video on the USB flash drive would be a catastrophe if it was made public.

This is also the reason why Bai Zhaoliang has been pinching the video. Fu Rongjun seems arrogant, but his weakness is also obvious.

This video is not murder evidence, but it is more than enough to pinpoint Fu Rongjun.

But for Cheng Jiqing, for Bai Xin, it's not enough - Fu Rongjun must go to jail.

Just the current evidence is not enough, and the servant who cooperates must be found.

Cheng Jiqing didn't hand over the USB flash drive directly to the special management office, to be precise, it wasn't too late. Because before again, she received an unexpected call.

Cheng's shareholder surnamed Liu.

The meeting place is at the restaurant of Cheng's Group.

The woman was wearing a gray overcoat, and she looked much better than when they met in the cemetery last time.

At the window, Aunt Liu ordered a strawberry cake for her.

"I remember that you liked these sweets very much when you were a child. Sometimes when you were on a business trip with your mother and saw exquisite cakes in Lincheng, I had to bring you a piece."

Cheng Jiqing smiled politely, took a small spoonful and put it into his mouth: "It's delicious."

If Cheng Lan is still alive, the original body should also be very happy.

"When your mother was sick in the hospital, she kept nagging about Chengcheng's soft temper. If she left in the future, she might have a hard time. She was still worried about you until she died."

"I know..." Cheng Jiqing said, she regretted not seeing Cheng Lan in real life.

But I was lucky enough to see the photos.

It was a very beautiful and very gracious woman.

Cheng Jiqing was a little ebbed by that sentimental tone.

"Aunt Liu, what can you do with me today?"

The woman looked at her with kindness on her face: "I saw the news on the Internet, so I realized that Mr. Cheng is so capable and discerning. You can win the blue flag, which is enough to show that you have the ability to manage the company... "

Cheng Jiqing was stunned, and the woman said: "Your mother has high hopes for you. Although Cheng Jing is doing very well now, it is your mother's wish to let you control the company. To be honest, I have never been optimistic about it all these years. You, think that your mind is not on this, but it is different now. Mr. Cheng, I want to ask you again, are you willing to take over the company? If you are, I will help you. "

This isn't the first time a woman has brought it up.

No matter how dull Cheng Jiqing was, he could still sense something, it was like some kind of reminder.

It's like when the elders want to give you a gift when you were young, first ask her inscrutablely, do you want it?

Cheng Jiqing didn't directly refuse this time, she rolled her eyes and said, "It's not that easy even if I think about it, my mother won't agree."

"I said, as long as you want, I will help you."

The woman said firmly: "As for other problems, they are not problems, let alone Fu Rongjun."

Obviously, she didn't take Fu Rongjun seriously.

Cheng Jiqing had an idea, she said, she thought.

This afternoon.

Cheng Jiqing sat in the restaurant of the Cheng Group and called Fu Rongjun.

She got up again and walked towards the elevator step by step, and the elevator went up to the top floor.

For the next half an hour, she and Cheng Jing sat in their offices in silence.

Until the news of Fu Rongjun's arrival came.

Cheng Jiqing stood up from the sofa. The black tea on the table was already cold. She glanced at Cheng Jing and asked, "Are you going?"

Cheng Jing tilted her head, and smiled very reluctantly, as if suddenly depressed, she shook her head.

Cheng Jiqing pursed his lips, not knowing what to say, looked at Cheng Jing in silence for a few seconds, turned and walked out of the office.

The door closes.

Cheng Jing closed his eyes, the top floor was well lit and the sun was shining like a torch.

I still remember the first time Fu Rongjun brought her here, Cheng Lan was sitting at the desk with Cheng Jiqing in his arms, she spilled the tea.

Fu Rongjun blamed her for being careless, grabbed her hand, and took a handkerchief to help her wipe it.

Cheng Lan asked her, "Does it hurt?"

Cheng Jiqing said, "Sister is a little idiot."

Then, they all laughed.

It was such a sunny day.

Their family even laughed sometimes.

But her mother, how could she get her hands on Cheng Jiqing...

Why on earth do people become like this?

Cheng Jing opened his eyes, the light outside the window stung his eyes, almost blinded by the heat.

Huge conference room.

Cheng Jiqing sat at the top, leaning back on the leather chair, with a calm and cool face. When Fu Rongjun came, Cheng Jiqing was looking down at his cell phone Weibo.

Someone posted that Bai Xin and Qin Yufu were married.

It's not very nice to speak.

Cheng Jiqing didn't belong to gentle facial features in the first place, seeing these at that time, the air pressure around him was naturally not much better.

When Fu Rongjun came in, he was really taken aback for a moment.

Cheng Jiqing's and Cheng Lan's somewhat similar faces made her feel uneasy every time she saw them.

Since when did she hate Cheng Jiqing's face, calling her mother with a smile.

Fu Rongjun was still dressed in plain Buddhist attire, with Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, but the lobular red sandalwood on his wrist was changed—it was torn apart by Bai Zhaoliang two days ago when he was in a hurry.

Unlike the previous few times, when Fu Rongjun entered the door and looked at Cheng Jiqing, he didn't have the aggressive expression he used to.

Cheng Jiqing looked up at her: "I sent a short video to Mrs. Fu, what's the matter? You have nothing to say?"

After a while, Fu Rongjun muttered: "If you want to believe me about the video, there is nothing you can do. Even if you hand it over to the police, it's not considered evidence."

Cheng Jiqing smiled softly in the conference room.

"People don't cry when they don't see the coffin. It's true... But how can you be sure that I won't find the servant who helped you set the fire?"

Fu Rongjun paused, his face was ugly, and he still refused to admit it: "I don't know what you are talking about..."

Cheng Jiqing: "Don't be nervous, I haven't found it yet, the police are quick to find someone like this."

"You're right. The video is not strictly evidence, but when the servant finds it, it's different. Fu Rongjun, aren't you afraid? You pretend to be in front of me because you know everything about Bai Zhaoliang? I'm too young, what should I wear?"

Cheng Jiqing has always been well-mannered, but he can't maintain his demeanor all the time.

Fu Rongjun clenched his fists: "What exactly do you want? Do you want to threaten me like Bai Zhaoliang?" She paused: "Or...do you want the Cheng family?! Your goal is indeed the Cheng family..."

Cheng Jiqing: "...you and Bai Zhaoliang shouldn't be allies, you should marry him."

A pair of 'bi people'.

That's what I still think about until now.

Fu Rongjun: "You!"

"Snapped-"

Cheng Jiqing threw the document in front of him directly across the long table, and threw it in front of Fu Rongjun.

"I heard that you have been worried about one thing. You are not afraid that Cheng Lan will have a second will..." Cheng Jiqing leaned back in his chair and said quietly, "Congratulations, your nightmare wish has come true."

When Fu Rongjun heard the 'will', his expression had changed a lot, and she picked up the document suspiciously and uneasily.

Seeing the content on the copy, my brain went blank.

Cheng Jiqing said: "My mother's first will left most of the shares in your name, but now, these shares... no longer belong to you."

This is the gift Aunt Liu gave her.

The second will left by Cheng Lan.

When Cheng Lan left the first will, it was because Yuanshen was young, she saw Fu Rongjun's ambitions, and was afraid that after her death, Yuanshen would be bullied by Fu Rongjun alone.

So there are two wills left.

In the first one, 40% of the shares were left to Fu Rongjun, but only 5% to Yuanshen, and the company was given to Cheng Jing.

But the second...

"She left you nothing."

"Impossible!" Fu Rongjun grabbed the document, unbelievable: "How could she leave me nothing! This is fake! I don't believe it!"

All these years, she only wanted to get the Cheng family. The Cheng family was Cheng Lan's lifeblood. She just wanted Cheng Lan to take a look. In the end, the Cheng family was in the hands of her and the daughter Cheng Lan didn't like.

And Cheng Lan and other people's daughters can only live in her hands!

Cheng Jiqing looked at Fu Rongjun's extreme expression: "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, this will will be executed soon."

She has seen the laws of the ABO world, and even after many years, this will is still valid.

"Also, I don't want to threaten you. I tell you clearly that I want you to be a man on your knees in Beicheng for the rest of your life. I have already called the police, and the video and Bai Zhaoliang's recording have been handed over to the special management office. At this time... the police It should be downstairs soon."

Fu Rongjun staggered a few steps and sat down on the chair.

Cheng Jiqing glanced at the bright sunshine outside the window: "You will be taken away by the police in the Cheng's Building, under the eyes of everyone."

"If it wasn't for you, Baixin's mother wouldn't have died, and if it wasn't for you, she wouldn't have died either."

Without this fire, Lu Man would not have died, Bai Xin would not have lived like this, and would not have suffered so much.

Without this fire, the original body's nightmare would not have begun.

"You can also taste the taste of losing everything. I will make you lose all the glory you have now, lose your face, and lose your decency. You will become the subject of everyone's ridicule, the laughing stock of Beicheng, and the topic of conversation after dinner , and, I will find my biological mother's tombstone and bury her with Cheng Lan's mother."

Everything you fear, will come true.

Fu Rongjun couldn't accept it, her eyes were red, and her dignified attire seemed to turn hideous in an instant when she came.

"You, you... how dare you..."

"Don't think about losing face, don't think about being hard to accept, you have to die." Cheng Jiqing knew that her words might be too vicious at the moment, but she didn't hold back, she said: "If you don't want Cheng Jing to lose everything like you if…"

Fu Rongjun was shocked.

This is the definite threat.

Fu Rongjun loves money and power, and his desire to get Cheng's is already extreme. In order to get the Cheng family, and to make Cheng Jing sit on the throne of the Cheng family's ruler, Fu Rongjun dared to do anything.

Even did arson.

But even after Cheng Jing repeatedly resisted, Fu Rongjun did not forcefully control the company.

Fu Rongjun's lack of ability is one aspect, and his inability to control the company is another aspect, but after all, he has 40% of the shares, even if it is impossible to completely transfer them out, it will not be impossible for Bai Zhaoliang to pay the few hundred million yuan he wants.

From this point of view, Fu Rongjun didn't want to destroy the Cheng family, or in other words, she really regarded the Cheng family as Cheng Jing's property, so she never thought of using the company to deal with Cheng Jing.

No matter how hateful Fu Rongjun is, he still has the mentality of a tiger's poison.

Nor is it.

Thinking of this, Cheng Jiqing sneered, stood up from her chair and walked over slowly.

Seeing Fu Rongjun collapsed to the point where he couldn't stand, he looked away and walked out.

After a few steps, she stopped at the door.

Ask for no reason.

"Do you still remember the first time I called you mother when I was a child?"

Behind him, Fu Rongjun suddenly fell from his chair to the ground for some reason.

There was a bang.

Collapsed like something.

Cheng Jiqing said.

"Don't forget, you don't deserve it."

The office on the top floor was as dark as night.

The door was closed and the curtains were drawn down.

The sound insulation of the office is excellent. Even if the siren is downstairs, if all the partitions are closed, nothing can be heard.

Cheng Jing was lying sideways on the sofa, Cheng Jiqing came, but she didn't see her, so she didn't know what to say.

Her complex mood was like a big dye vat, guilt and pain haunted her.

There was a pile of burnt cigarette butts in an ashtray on the table.

There was also a copy of the will sent by Cheng Jiqing.

In Cheng Lan's second will.

Fu Rongjun didn't leave a single penny, but split the shares in half, she and Cheng Jiqing each had half...

Cheng Jing was facing the sofa, his body was slightly rolled up, his slender and straight legs in trousers were a little bent.

She is buried in darkness.

Can't get up for a while.

When Cheng Jiqing went downstairs, a coolness fell on his cheeks.

She raised her head, and suddenly realized that a little snowflakes could be seen on this sunny day.

It is rare sun snow.

Very small, she stretched out her hand to pick it up, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if it had never appeared before.

Cheng Jing needs a period of time to adjust.

She believed that Cheng Jing could pass.

The snowflakes felt cool in the palm of his hand, Cheng Jiqing suddenly thought of Bai Xin.

He took the phone out of his pocket, and almost as soon as he took it out, the screen lit up.

Seeing the familiar words, all the dullness in this building just now disappeared in an instant. She bent her lips and picked it up.

"Hello?"

"finished?"

"Well, it's over." Cheng Jiqing squeezed the scarf: "Where are you?"

"Guess."

Cheng Jiqing was silent for two seconds, and coaxed, "Say it quickly, I miss you."

The voice fell, and a low laugh was heard.

Then a siren sound came from the side and the phone.

She was startled, and looked to the side of the road.

Bai Xin said, "Turn your head."

Cheng Jiqing turned back as he said.

Flourishing Louying, Qingshi Ban Road, Bai Xin stood a few meters away in a black coat, with a white scarf covering half of his chin, his hair fell on his shoulders, swaying and swaying in the wind.

Bai Xin tilted his head and raised his lips.

She is ready to go.

But then, the person opposite ran towards her.

The air-conditioning was wrapped in the fragrant wind and he threw himself into his arms, Cheng Jiqing's heart overflowed all at once.

She hugged him tightly and lifted her waist to leave the ground.

When he put it down, Bai Xin made an inaudible hiss.

Cheng Jiqing frowned: "What's wrong?"

"A little twitch in my ankle." It seemed to be a twitch when I ran up just now.

"..."

Cheng Jiqing bent down, poked his fingers inside the short boots, pinched the bony ankle: "Does it hurt?"

Bai Xin lowered his eyes, looked at Cheng Jiqing's serious expression, and shook his head.

"On the street, Xiao Cheng is not afraid of people laughing at you?" Bai Xin joked.

Cheng Jiqing rolled his eyes: "I'll see if my wife is injured, who cares about me?"

Bai Xin raised his eyebrows and stopped talking.

Cheng Jiqing stood up, looked at Bai Xin's face, lowered his head and smiled and asked, "To be honest, what I said just now, are you having a good time?"

"Leave me alone."

Bai Xin made a gesture to poke Cheng Jiqing's heart.

Cheng Jiqing grabbed that bold hand, put it in his pocket, and said, "Then I don't care about it from now on?"

Bai Xin: "How dare you ignore it."

Cheng Jiqing laughed, her mood was really relaxed now, she stared at the pink and smooth cheeks, and then looked at the color of her lips, feeling a little itchy.

Bai Xin's estrus period has almost passed, but this time because he is dealing with various problems, he is not as wanton as before.

Bai Xin endured it, and she actually endured it.

Probably because there are no many troubles now, and there is a kind of mentality of 'satisfied with lust'.

The four eyes meet each other, and the mind is clear.

Cheng Jiqing bowed his head and kissed it.

"go home."

Cheng Jiqing went to hold Bai Xin's hand.

"It really doesn't hurt?"

"pain."

If you answer too quickly, you will reveal your secrets.

But Cheng Jiqing didn't expose it, and Bai Xin knew that Cheng Jiqing didn't expose it on purpose.

Bai Xin's eyes darkened, and Cheng Jiqing suddenly squatted down in front of him with his back.

"..."

Cheng Jiqing said, "Come."

Bai Xin's hesitation was almost non-existent, she covered her back, hugged Cheng Jiqing's neck with both hands, and was carried by Cheng Jiqing.

She never liked the feeling of being suspended.

But now, it is more at ease than ever before.

Bai Xin's cheek was pressed against Cheng Jiqing's ear, and his voice was charming: "Cheng Jiqing, I was having a good time just now."

Cheng Jiqing chuckled.

The ambiguous words made his throat thirsty again.

"I know," she said.

Walk home faster.

Bai Xin hugged Cheng Jiqing's neck and saw snowflakes falling on Cheng Jiqing's hair, they were small and melted quickly. But when the light hits, it's sparkling.

It also showed the feeling of "all the way to whitehead".

Cheng Jiqing carried Bai Xin on his back.

Walk on the spacious asphalt road in Beicheng.

The way forward.

Whiteheaded all the way.

This strange sun and snow is also the last snow in Beicheng this winter.