City a.

Zheng Family Villa.

The black Audi slowly drove into the villa's door.

The housekeeper respectfully opened the car door and invited Jiang Yue down: "Madam, Mr. Zheng invites you to the study."

No matter what kind of "torture" Jiang Yue suffered in the Zheng family.

After all, she is nominally the wife of Zheng Tianlin, the head of the Zheng family, and the well-deserved hostess in the family.

The people were still very respectful to her.

Jiang Yue slowly got out of the car, and when she heard the butler's words, her face slightly changed: "Zheng...my husband came back so early?"

She thought Zheng Tianlin was going to handle affairs in the company.

"Mr. Zheng was not very good when he came back today. Maybe something happened to the company."

The butler reminded him.

Zheng Tianlin's temper is more or less aware of the old servants in the family, and the eyes of Jiang Yue are also filled with pity.

"Ask the company?"

"And it may have something to do with you, Madam."

Jiang Yue frowned slightly when she heard this.

She had a bad premonition in her heart, but she also felt that she must have thought too much.

Today I went to Xiangyun Restaurant to represent Zheng's venture capital to attend the opening banquet of "Phoenix Song", although there were some small episodes in the middle.

However, the "forced withdrawal of investment" has been erased by myself and should not have any impact.

Could it be that the matter between me and Wei Junjie was discovered, but nothing happened yet?

Jiang Yue looked at the old housekeeper and confirmed carefully: "It's going to the study, not to the bedroom, right?"

"Well, Mr. Zheng is talking about going to the study."

"good."

Jiang Yue nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

For her, going to the study is better than going to the bedroom, at least she doesn't have to suffer from the flesh and blood.

In the study room.

It's a mess.

Zheng Tianlin was furious when he got home. Except for the valuable antiques in the collection cabinet, he said that everything on the table could be smashed.

Jiang Yue pushed the door open and entered.

In an instant, I was frightened by the scene in the study, and my voice trembled unconsciously: "Old...husband, what's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with me? What's the good thing you did!"

Zheng Tianlin grabbed the documents on the table and smashed them directly towards Jiang Yue at the door: "Come in!"

Jiang Yue stood at the door and didn't dare to go in.

Zheng Tianlin was calm and silent: "Can't you hear me? Let you come in!"

Jiang Yue was so scared that she trembled, and hurried into the study room and carefully closed the door of the study room.

"you……"

"come over!"

Zheng Tianlin scolded and slapped the table heavily: "I asked you to attend the opening banquet of "Phoenix Song". Who asked you to provoke Lanting Media!"

As soon as the words are spoken.

Jiang Yue's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

She also realized that Zheng Tianlin was angry with her because of the opening banquet of "Phoenix Song" today, but hasn't all the things at the banquet been successfully solved by her?

Zheng's venture capital investment share remains unchanged.

Zheng Tianlin did not suffer any economic losses.

"I...I didn't offend anyone from Lanting Media."

Jiang Yue explained: "There are indeed some minor frictions on the table, but they have nothing to do with Lanting Media. I have already handled it at the banquet."

"Have you handled it?"

Zheng Tianlin stared at Jiang Yue coldly, and was furious: "Do you know how much the stock price of Zheng's venture capital has fallen today? Do you know that the market value of my group has evaporated by 100 million!"

"You said this is already done?"

Having said this.

Zheng Tianlin raised his arm and slapped Jiang Yue in the face with a heavy slap.

A crisp sound rang in the study.

Jiang Yue staggered, and a slap with clear fingers appeared on her fair cheeks.

"How...how is it possible?"

Jiang Yue's face was full of disbelief.

She didn't expect that the quarrel between herself and Jiang Li at the booth banquet would turn out like this, which would cause such a huge loss to Zheng's venture capital.

"Say, what did you do?"

Zheng Tianlin looked at Jiang Yue coldly.

Jiang Yue stammered and said, "I just said a few words to Jiang Li, my sister. People from Lanting Media may have misunderstood what I mean."

"Just said a few words?"

Zheng Tianlin is not a fool.

Jiang Li is the number one female lead.

Jiang Yue is the representative of the investor.

He also knew some of the grudges between the "sisters", so he could naturally guess what Jiang Yue had done.

"I……"

"Needless to say, I have asked someone to prepare the gift. Tomorrow you will take it over and apologize to Teacher Jiangli."

Zheng Tianlin's voice was particularly cold, so cold that it was unquestionable that he had no intention of defending Jiang Yue, the so-called "wife".

In his eyes.

Jiang Yue is just a legal tool, a commodity he earns with a small investment.

"I'm going to apologize? Why should I apologize to her? I did nothing..."

Jiang Yue couldn't accept it.

Now she would even want Zheng Tianlin to take her to the bedroom to torture her than to ask Jiang Li to apologize.

Especially the two of them lost the argument.

The loser apologizes to the winner?

"Do I need to repeat it again?"

Zheng Tianlin glanced at Jiang Yue coldly and reminded: "Tomorrow's attitude is better. If you dare to delay the development of the group, you will know the consequences yourself."

After saying that.

Zheng Tianlin slammed the door and left the study room.

A huge study room.

It was a mess, with fragments of books and broken ornaments on the ground.

Jiang Yue was slapped, with a swollen face and a little scattered hair. How could she look like the noble appearance of the "Little Princess of the Jiang Family Group"?

"Jiang! Li!"

Jiang Yue clenched her fists and gritted her teeth.

In her heart, everything she had experienced today was harmed by Eri, and she couldn't swallow this.

After a moment.

Jiang Yue sat down on the sofa in the messy study room, sorted out her emotions, and called out.

"Ye Nanqing."

"Sister Jiang Yue, I'm here."

Ye Nanqing's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Ye Nanqing was a little nervous when she received the call, but her tone was deliberately showing great attentiveness.
To be continued...