Chapter 842: Chapter 842: Soone is Targeting Jiang iqi
Jiang iqi watched with wide eyes as the woman who had squatted all morning disappeared before her, her face twisting with rage, nearly going mad as she chewed the na viciously, “Rong Yan, you little bitch, I absolutely won’t let you keep gloating. Just you wait, if Weiwei goes to hell, I will drag you down with her. Don’t think you can stay out of this, as if nothing happened!”
Anger made her nostrils flare with heavy breaths, her temples throbbing with heat. Jiang iqi clenched her teeth tightly, her eyes red with fury. If it wasn’t for the two security guards standing at the entrance of KT Entertainnt, making it inconvenient to barge in, she would have already stord in like a shrew and not let Rong Yan leave.
She cursed under her breath, her mind racing with urgency.
She would definitely deal with that little bitch, but not now. The little bastard didn’t recognize anyone now, and besides the bit of dirt she still held in her hands, she had nothing else to threaten the bastard with. She couldn’t afford to throw away her last card so carelessly, what about Weiwei? Wei was still locked up in the detention center. She had visited again the day before, and Wei was close to becoming skin and bones, her ntal state not good either. If she didn’t find a way to get Wei out of there soon, she would be tortured to death.
No matter what, she had to find a way to get Wei out by paying to pull so strings.
But where would she get the money? She had borrowed millions in Rong Yan’s na and had already spent it all, and that heartless bitch had told her agent to turn those people away, claiming there was no availability, forcing them to co to her.
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She had just sweet-talked, claiming those investors were business contacts of the Rong Family. The truth was not so simple; one of the investors had underworld backing, and their behind-the-scenes boss was notoriously ruthless. That party had been snubbed by Rong Yan and, wary of the Li Family’s influence behind her, dared not provoke her easily. But they were not so courteous with Jiang iqi.
Yesterday, they ca to her door with people, even pulling out knives, beating one of her servants to a bloody ss, and smashing her villa to pieces. They threatened her with a choice: pay back the money, fulfill the contract, or the next ti, it would be her who was beaten beyond recognition.
She was frightened, angry, and afraid, so she had cast her pride aside and ca to seek Rong Yan that morning. Who knew Rong Yan wouldn’t give her any face at all, indeed severing their relationship just as she said she would.
Jiang iqi grew more infuriated the more she thought about it.
She had raised the little bastard for twenty years, giving her the identity that belonged to Weiwei, pampering her as a beloved daughter of the Rong Family.
And yet, as soon as she found out she wasn’t her biological child, she simply brushed her off, refusing to acknowledge her. How dare she!
Jiang iqi’s eyes were cold as she glared at the security guards at the door, wishing she could charge through and confront Rong Yan. But since she couldn’t afford to lose that much face, she could only grit her teeth and begrudgingly look away, turning to think of other options.
She hadn’t gone far when a shifty-eyed man stopped her, speaking in a lowered voice, “Mrs. Rong, our Xue would like to et with you.”
Jiang iqi, already in a foul mood, stared at him irritably, “Xue, which Xue? I’ve never heard of her.”
The man, thin as a monkey, smiled knowingly and said to her, “Our Xue is a friend of Rong Yan, and she saw that the auntie seed to be having an argunt with her own daughter. She’d like to invite auntie for a drink.”
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