Big Miss and White Moonlight, Stop Fighting! - Chapter 50
Chapter 50: Absolutely Ludicrous!
Wen Wuxin didn’t take the box. “Mr. Tang, we agreed on arson in the beginning. If we use explosives, it’ll be easy to trace. I’m not interested in going to jail for someone else.”
Tang Yanzhen pushed up his slightly sliding gold-rimmed glasses. “Miss Wen, I misspoke just now.”
He took out a red metal piece from the iron box. “This is for arson. You just need to attach a white and a red one to each picture frame. You can act on the opportunity when it arises.”
In the end, Tang Yanzhen added, “The micro-explosives are heat-resistant. They won’t explode on their own as long as you don’t activate them.”
Do I really look that much like a scapegoat?
Wen Wuxin complained in her heart. On the surface, she finally took the iron box. “I understand. Which rooms should I put the picture frames in?”
Tang Yanzhen smiled. “I’ll send you a message later.”
Wen Wuxin hummed. “Mr. Tang, we’ve talked so much. I guess we’re allies now.”
Tang Yanzhen raised an eyebrow. “Of course.”
Wen Wuxin slowly closed the iron box and looked up at the man opposite her.
“Then what is your reason for doing all this, Mr. Tang? What kind of grudge does the Jiang family have against you?”
Tang Yanzhen had long expected the other person to ask this question.
He said calmly, “Because she failed him.”
Wen Wuxin didn’t want to hear the other person’s riddles and said directly, “I don’t understand.”
Tang Yanzhen was choked up. After a few seconds, he asked, “Do you know about Jiang Asheng’s husband?”
This question actually stumped Wen Wuxin.
Over the years, Wen Wuxin had never heard about Jiang Asheng’s husband. She only knew that the two of them had divorced, and it was difficult to find any information about the man.
Tang Yanzhen’s eyes turned red. “That man was my mother’s lover.”
Wen Wuxin was stunned, already vaguely smelling the drama.
Tang Yanzhen sighed. “Those snobs who treat people differently based on their wealth all said that it was his fortune to be able to marry into the Jiang family. But Jiang Asheng simply used her power to steal him. The person he loved was originally my mother!”
Getting more emotional, Tang Yanzhen’s voice grew louder. “After the man was forced to marry into the Jiang family, Jiang Asheng gave birth to two daughters. But in that fire later, the Jiang family’s enemy was someone else, but Jiang Asheng thought it had something to do with that man, so she divorced him. Although she didn’t say it openly, she blacklisted that man in this circle.”
Wen Wuxin tried not to frown. Although she could tell that Jiang Asheng was a typical high-level person, Jiang Asheng didn’t seem to have a dominant and overbearing personality.
Tang Yanzhen continued on his own. “The man was depressed every day and passed away from an illness not long after. My mother was also very sad about it. A year ago…”
A tear fell from Tang Yanzhen’s eye. “…she got seriously ill and doesn’t have much time left. I asked my mother if she had any last wishes, and she said she wanted to see the Jiang family pay the price.”
Although the logic wasn’t perfectly seamless, Tang Yanzhen’s emotions were on point.
Wen Wuxin hesitated. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to bring up your painful memories.”
Tang Yanzhen shook his head. “So, Miss Wen, we are the same. Jiang Asheng won’t let you see your parents, Jiang Qingyue is using you, and Jiang Qingyue is deceiving you. They all deserve to pay the price!”
Wen Wuxin bit her lip. After a long time, she nodded.
After seeing Tang Yanzhen off, Wen Wuxin opened the door to the art studio.
She casually picked up a charcoal pencil and quickly drew a portrait on a piece of paper.
Although the sketch was still rough and needed a lot of details to be perfected, overall, the painting was highly complete.
The subject of the painting was none other than Tang Yanzhen, who had just been tearfully and indignantly pouring out his heart.
Wen Wuxin put down the charcoal pencil. The man in the painting looked angry and sad, on the verge of a breakdown.
But Wen Wuxin reached out and covered the lower half of the man’s face, only revealing his tearful eyes.
Looking at those eyes, Wen Wuxin said nonchalantly, “You acted well, but you forgot about your eyes.”
The man’s eyes, although shedding tears, showed no sadness.
Tang Yanzhen’s words just now were most likely lies.
But Wen Wuxin also knew that to make a lie seem real, it couldn’t be a hundred percent false. It had to be a mix of truth and falsehood.
The fact that Jiang Asheng had a conflict with her ex-husband should be true.
As for the specifics, Wen Wuxin didn’t have enough information to analyze it. She returned to the living room, looked at the iron box on the coffee table, and silently put it in her suitcase.
Sighing, Wen Wuxin decided to talk to Jiang Asheng again.
“…President Jiang.”
In the Jiang family’s main residence, it was nighttime. Wen Wuxin pushed open the door to Jiang Asheng’s study.
Without waiting for Jiang Asheng to speak, Wen Wuxin went straight to the point. “I want to see my parents.”
Wen Wuxin said slowly, “When I didn’t know the truth, I thought everyone but me had died, so I felt the most guilty toward Sister Qingyue because she died to save me. But now that I know everyone is alive, I miss my family even more. I’ve been having dreams these past few days…”
The cold beauty’s eyes turned red. “I dreamed that my mom was sick and she said she wanted to see me.”
Jiang Asheng toyed with an expensive pen. “So, these past few days, your desire to see your parents is a result of thinking about them during the day, and you’re worried about their well-being?”
Wen Wuxin nodded.
Jiang Asheng considered it for a moment, then still refused. “I understand how you feel, but the Jiang family is at a critical juncture right now. The reason I’m not letting you see your parents isn’t for any other reason, it’s to protect you all.”
Wen Wuxin lowered her eyes and didn’t respond.
Seeing this, Jiang Asheng opened her phone and showed Wen Wuxin a photo.
It was a picture of Wen Wuxin’s parents hiking.
Wen Wuxin pursed her lips. “This isn’t a picture from this season, is it?”
Jiang Asheng responded calmly, “The weather is different overseas than it is here. It’s normal.”
This was indeed not a recent photo.
Wen Wuxin nodded slightly. “Thank you, President Jiang. I understand.”
Wen Wuxin went to the huge art studio. After telling the housekeeper at the door not to let anyone disturb her, she put the thin wafers from the iron box one by one into the easels and picture frames.
She didn’t actually plan on blowing up the Jiang family, but using this to threaten Jiang Asheng was enough.
Either let her see her parents, or she would press the remote control and let the Jiang family repeat the mistakes of over twenty years ago.
…
Three days later.
[Video]
Looking at the message Tang Yanzhen had sent her, Wen Wuxin’s heart sank.
In the video, a woman with a pale face was wearing an oxygen mask, and a man was sitting next to her, looking at her worriedly.
These were Wen Wuxin’s parents.
[Miss Wen, you haven’t placed all the explosives. There are still several rooms that don’t have them.]
The video and text didn’t have much connection, but Wen Wuxin suddenly understood what Tang Yanzhen meant.
She hadn’t expected the explosives to have a locator. Tang Yanzhen really had a trick up his sleeve.
But if Tang Yanzhen could know the location, could he also control them?
The more Wen Wuxin thought about it, the more alarmed she became. But to stabilize him, she could only have the housekeeper hang her paintings in other rooms.
She also couldn’t let her mom wait any longer.
…
In the dining room of the Jiang family’s main residence.
Jiang Qingyue was furious when she found out that Wen Wuxin had also hung a painting in Jiang Qingyue’s bedroom.
“Xin Xin, why would you put a painting in her bedroom too?!”
Wen Wuxin helplessly held her forehead. “Qingyue, it’s just a landscape painting…”
And Jiang Qingyue added fuel to the fire. “It’s beautiful. I love it. Thank you, Xin Xin.”
Jiang Asheng had been on a business trip for the past few days, leaving only the three young people in the main residence. Wen Wuxin was on edge every day, dealing with Tang Yanzhen while also having to deal with the Jiang sisters.
So Jiang Qingyue gritted her teeth. “Thief!”
Jiang Qingyue sneered in return. “The real thief is someone else.”
Jiang Qingyue changed the subject. “Xin Xin, what kind of engagement dress do you like? I’ll have a designer come over in the next few days, and we can talk face-to-face.”
So what if she stole this relationship?!
Facing Jiang Qingyue’s attack, Jiang Qingyue went from being angry to giving up on herself, and now to being shameless and not caring.
As long as she’s the final winner, that’s all that matters.
She was a businesswoman, and she knew that the result was more important than anything else.
Even if Jiang Qingyue had been involved in the past, she was now out of the game.
But Jiang Qingyue wasn’t annoyed. She even asked, “Xin Xin, what kind of engagement dress do you like? And for the wedding dress, do you want to choose a white one?”
Her tone made it sound as if she, Jiang Qingyue, was the one walking down the aisle with Wen Wuxin.
Jiang Qingyue immediately understood what the other person meant. Her face twisted for a moment, and she tried her best not to curse.
Wen Wuxin had originally wanted to break up the fight, but looking at the two of them getting more and more heated, her expression darkened for a moment.
The two of them naturally noticed Wen Wuxin’s state. They immediately turned around and said in unison, “What’s wrong, Xin Xin?”
Wen Wuxin’s tone was a little tired. “I’m a person, not a toy for you to fight over. Sister Qingyue, you’re only possessive of me because you’re too nostalgic about the past. But that’s not love. And Qingyue,”
Wen Wuxin closed her eyes and rubbed the corners of her eyes. “I can’t even figure it out anymore. Do you really like me, or do you just want to win against your sister?”
These words immediately made the two of them anxious. Jiang Qingyue and Jiang Qingyue both started to explain at the same time, and their identical voices overlapped, making it impossible for Wen Wuxin to hear a word.
She just looked at the two anxious faces and said blandly, “You have no idea what I really want.”
Putting down her chopsticks, Wen Wuxin had no appetite. “I’m going back to my room to rest first.”
Leaving the two sisters to look at each other.
Jiang Qingyue let out a cold snort after a long time. “It’s all your fault. You always manage to make Xin Xin angry. No wonder she doesn’t like you now.”
Jiang Qingyue smiled faintly. “The feelings she has for you aren’t actually for you. You should know that better than I do.”
Just as the argument was about to erupt, the hurried footsteps of Butler Li interrupted them.
“First Miss, Second Miss, President Jiang has just returned from her business trip. She wants to see you in her study now.”
The two of them finally stopped fighting for the time being.
But when they arrived at the office, two thick files were thrown at them one after another.
The files hit them, then fell apart, and countless white papers scattered in the air and then on the floor.
The anger in Jiang Asheng’s eyes was undisguised. “Nonsense! You’re both absolutely ludicrous!”