After Being Blackened All Over the Internet, I Ruled the Military Variety Chapter 439 - 430: Let’s Get Divorced

"Brother, why are you suddenly asking for Miss Jiang’s contact information out of the blue? Your wife is still in the hospital recovering from an injury. You mustn’t do anything to betray my sister-in-law. Besides, my little niece is quite adorable. And," Qian Yiheng paused on the phone, "I bet Miss Jiang won’t even be interested in you."

Qian Yisheng found her lecturing both amusing and frustrating, "What are you imagining? I’m looking for her for a legitimate reason, absolutely no ulterior motives."

"What legitimate reason could you possibly have for looking for Miss Jiang? I’m over thirty now, you can’t fool !"

Qian Yisheng’s tone grew serious, "There truly is a legitimate reason. I suspect that your sister-in-law’s injury this ti might be related to Jiang Lingxi."

"How could that be possible!" Qian Yiheng instinctively thought it was impossible, "I heard from little Ya that Miss Jiang is currently filming in Liangchuan, which is thousands of kiloters from the Imperial City. How could it be related to my sister-in-law’s injury? Besides, what kind of conflict could there be between them? Brother, your suspicion is a bit far-fetched."

Qian Yisheng also felt that his suspicion lacked evidence, but he clearly rembered the first na his wife ntioned when she woke was Jiang Lingxi.

The tone was full of resentnt.

After contemplating for a long ti, he still felt sothing was amiss.

The silence this ti lasted quite a while, and Qian Yiheng, calming down, considered that her second brother was always a steady person who wouldn’t suspect soone without reason. Hesitantly, she softened her stance, "Brother, if you really suspect it, I can give you the contact information. But Miss Jiang is filming in the Gobi Desert where the signal isn’t great, so whether you can reach her depends on your luck."

"Thanks, Yiheng."

After obtaining the contact information, Qian Yisheng quietly looked at the number for quite so ti until he almost morized it before finally dialing.

No answer.

After it automatically hung up, he dialed again.

Still no answer.

Given his personality, calling the sa number twice in a row was his limit, but this ti, he dialed a third ti.

*

"Xixi, there’s a strange number calling."

"Not a familiar one?"

"No, I’ve never seen it before, but it shows it’s from the Imperial City."

Just as Jiang Lingxi was about to say to answer it, she saw Director Wei gesturing at her from not far away, "Hang up for now. Call back when there’s ti."

For her, numbers not in the contact list were optional to answer.

Lu Zhengzheng nodded and was about to hang up when she accidentally swiped to answer, and when she looked up, Xixi was already walking away, "Oh no, should I hang up now?"

On his end, finally, soone answered the call for Qian Yisheng: "..."

He hurriedly spoke, "Please don’t hang up, I’m looking for Miss Jiang, I’m Qian Yisheng, Zhang Lingxuan’s husband. Thank you, miss."

Just about to hang up, Lu Zhengzheng stomped her feet upon hearing the voice over the phone, but still chased after Jiang Lingxi.

"Xixi, I accidentally picked it up, the caller said he’s Qian Yisheng, Zhang Lingxuan’s husband, do you know him?"

Jiang Lingxi paused, reaching out to take the phone, "Mr. Qian."

"Calling you like this is quite presumptuous..."

Seeing that Wei Xiao wanted to speak to her but closed his mouth again, Jiang Lingxi couldn’t be bothered with pleasantries, "Here to demand an explanation for your wife from ?"

Qian Yisheng instantly felt a sinking feeling and quickly denied it, "I just want to know what really happened the night before yesterday at Shengqi Club."

Jiang Lingxi chuckled lightly after hearing that, "Zhang Lingxuan didn’t tell you? Then again, she probably felt too ashad to bring it up. But why did you think to co to for an answer?"

Before Qian Yisheng could think of a way to respond, Jiang Lingxi, recalling Yun Yi’s previous dream, guessed, "Could it be she cursed in her sleep?"

Qian Yisheng: "..."

How should he respond?

But Jiang Lingxi didn’t expect him to answer anyway, and at this point, the silence spoke volus.

"She tried to ruin An’an. My people only pierced her hand, which was already lenient."

Qian Yisheng couldn’t help but gasp.

A smart person doesn’t need many words.

"Alright, I understand now. Thank you, Miss Jiang, for letting know."

"You’re welco."

After hanging up, Jiang Lingxi faced the wide-eyed Wei Xiao across from her and Lu Zhengzheng beside him.

She nonchalantly returned the phone, "What was it that Director Wei wanted to say to ?"

"Oh, it was about postponing a snow scene. Just wanted to give you a heads-up."

"Postponing, why?"

"I checked this month’s weather forecast and called so local residents here, they all say the first snow in Liangchuan this year might arrive earlier than in previous years, likely near the end of the month. Since there’ll be real snow, there’s no need to use fake snow."

Jiang Lingxi instantly knew that the director’s serious streak was acting up again and nodded indifferently, "Postpone it then, I have no objections."

"Yes, at that ti, the crew will definitely ensure everyone’s safety from frostbite." Wei Xiao assured sternly, yet seed hesitant to finish.

"Is there more?"

"Well, just what you ntioned earlier, about soone trying to ruin An’an and you pierced soone’s hand?"

This really did sound quite brutal!

Jiang Lingxi looked at him with a smile.

Wei Xiao coughed awkwardly under her gaze, "I was just curious, if it’s confidential, just forget I asked."

"If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going back."

Watching Jiang Lingxi turn and walk away, Wei Xiao couldn’t resist scratching his head and then turned to his assistant who was quietly working. "Do you think I’m losing my authority as a director?"

The assistant looked up at him briefly, "Just as long as you know."

Wei Xiao: "..."

Qian Yisheng returned to the hospital room rather absent-mindedly.

Looking at his wife, still asleep from sedatives, his mind was a tangled ss.

Even though Jiang Lingxi had simply said ’to ruin An’an’, it didn’t stop him from deducing his wife’s intentions.

He and Zhang Lingxuan had t by chance, after all, they were from two different worlds. They happened to get along and were of marriageable age, so they naturally got together.

Over ti in their marriage, he gradually learned more about his wife.

He realized she was ambitious in her career, possessing an ambition and ferocity not inferior to n, and she had a sowhat domineering nature.

But he never imagined she could harm her own blood relative for personal gain.

This had truly crossed his bottom line.

Such a Zhang Lingxuan suddenly seed unbelievably unfamiliar.

No wonder, no wonder both she and her parents had been vague with him.

When their granddaughter got injured, even the old man didn’t call.

Simply put, she had brought it upon herself.

Qian Yisheng wasn’t sure how long he’d been sitting by the bed, until he sensed movent from the bed and looked up into a pair of eyes first dazed then turning angry.

As Zhang Lingxuan was about to angrily curse, he smiled bitterly, "Lingxuan, I know everything."

"You know what, you..."

"Lingxuan, let’s get a divorce!"