Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Jiang Peihua and Old Mr. Rong were extremely eager on her giving birth to their great grandchild. She reckoned that one week was enough for them to discover that something was amiss.
She hoped that they would not disappoint her. Otherwise, she would have to find another solution.
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Clad in a luxurious outfit, Jiang Peihua was ushered into the Baina International office tower by the bodyguards.
“Hello, Madam!”
“Madam, good afternoon!”
“Madam, hello!”
The employees greeted Jiang Peihua one after another and she responded with a nod and a smile. As soon as she entered the elevator, her face grew sullen.
“That rascal actually had the nerve to stop my people from entering. He’s really brazen!” Jiang Peihua hollered angrily.
“Madam, Young Master Rong has indeed gone overboard. No matter what, he shouldn’t ground Young Madam,” said one of the bodyguards.
“Yeah, that rascal has gone overboard. I must teach him a lesson,” said Jiang Peihua who did not mind letting others criticize her son.
The elevator stopped on the executive floor. Upon sight of Jiang Peihua, the secretary smiled and welcomed her. Just as he was about to enter the CEO’s office, Jiang Peihua stopped her. “You don’t have to go report to him. I’ll just go straight in.”
The secretary smiled politely and returned to his work station after expressing assent.
The door of the CEO’s room was opened with a loud thud.
Rong Yan glared daggers at the door, but soon mellowed down after seeing that it was his mother. “Mother, why do you have the time to come to the office?”
Jiang Peihua humphed and entered. “I’ll have to ask you that, my good son.”
Rong Yan raised his brows and feigned ignorance. “What happened?”
“Don’t feign ignorance, you rascal,” said Jiang Peihua who lost her temper after hearing his question. She placed her purse down, stepped forward and pinched his ear.
“Hurry and get out!” Rong Yan barked at his bodyguards.
“Got it, Young Master Rong,” The bodyguards hurriedly left.
There were no longer any outsiders in the office and Rong Yan began to lament. “Mother, I’m already a grown man. It’s so embarrassing to have my ears pinched. What are others going to think of me?”
“You care about your pride but so do I. Why did you stop my servants from delivering soup to Luxury Mansion?” she questioned.
“Is that so? Why don’t I know about it?” Rong Yan asked innocently, even though he was snickering on the inside.
That was what he wanted. He wanted to stop anyone from entering the house, for he was bent on making Luo Anning bear the consequences for slapping him.
“Go ahead and continue pretending! I’m asking you, why did you ground Anning in the mansion? What wrong did she do? Why do you have to do that to her?”
“She cheated on me, is that punishable?”
Greatly taken aback, Jiang Peihua clearly did not expect that to be the outcome. She spaced out for a long while before chiding sternly, “Rascal, you can’t spout such nonsense!”
“Your son isn’t that senseless as to joke about things like that,” Rong Yan answered before continuing to read through his documents.
Jiang Peihua took a seat on the couch and said solemnly, “I believe Anning is not such a person. Could there be a misunderstanding?”
“There’s no misunderstanding. It’s not my first time seeing her getting physical with other men.” The first time that he witnessed it was in Emperor City bar. Had he not stopped her then, she would have probably made a cuckold out of him.
