CHAPTER 460: CHAPTER 460

Jiang Moxi hastily withdrew her gaze, not wanting Xie Ling to have captured the moment she and Fu Youhan made eye contact.

"Fine, I won’t monopolize you anymore, your family’s driver looks like he’s about to commit murder. As for the rest, let’s wait until you’re ready to go public."

Xie Ling was a carefree person; after saying this, he waved at Jiang Moxi and drove away on his own.

Mr. and Mrs. Wu and Wu Shirong were all worried about tonight’s events offending Miss Xi, so the whole family came out to see Jiang Moxi off, repeatedly apologizing.

Jiang Moxi didn’t want to hear these annoying apologies anymore, and said bluntly:

"This is actually a private grudge between Yue and me, and it has nothing to do with you. I can distinguish that clearly."

"But Mr. Feng Yu might..." Mrs. Wu was really afraid that the incident of massacring a family years ago might happen again.

"Xie Ling is not a blabbermouth, and neither am I. Jiang Weiwei is afraid of losing face, she definitely dares not speak out. So, as long as your family keeps this secret, Feng Yu won’t know."

"Thank you, Miss Xi, thank you for showing us the way."

The Wu family thanked her repeatedly and finally escorted Jiang Moxi to the fleet.

Watching a line of eighteen Maseratis driving away, Mrs. Wu couldn’t help but praise, "Miss Xi is truly beautiful and broad-minded, although she doesn’t talk much, and seems a bit cold."

But Mr. Wu said, "What do you know, when you have no strength, do not speak; and when you have strength, there’s even less need to talk."

Mrs. Wu felt his words made a lot of sense, so she scolded Wu Shirong.

"You should learn from Miss Xi, if you were half as wise as her, you wouldn’t be so infatuated with Jiang Weiwei, and bring disgrace by bringing her home in the middle of the night."

Wu Shirong, having just lost love and faced humiliation, looked pale and did not retort...

*

On the way back, Fu Youhan did not drive himself, but switched to a bodyguard as driver.

He then sat in the back seat with Jiang Moxi, his long arm couldn’t help but reach forward to encircle Jiang Moxi’s slender waist.

After tonight’s scream, his heart was always uneasy; only by holding Jiang Moxi tightly in his arms, feeling her warmth, could he feel slightly more at peace.

But Jiang Moxi didn’t like his physical advances and sat up straight to remind him, "Driver Fu, you’re overstepping."

Yet Fu Youhan suddenly buried his face in her neck and in a husky voice told Jiang Moxi, "Xixi, I regret it, I don’t want to be a driver anymore."

"Not wanting to be a driver, what do you want to be?"

Jiang Moxi was very resistant to Fu Youhan burying his face in her neck, trying continuously to push him away.

But that night, Fu Youhan was particularly clingy and would not let go.

Under Jiang Moxi’s questioning, he just looked up at her once, his eyes especially deep, seeming to harbor deep repression.

"I want to be your man."

Fu Youhan’s answer was a bit annoying, and Jiang Moxi raised her hand to hit him.

But the man had already figured out her fighting style, quickly counteracted her, and swiftly leaned down to capture her kiss...

Afterward, Fu Youhan also placed his hand on the back of Jiang Moxi’s head, deepening the kiss.

Regardless of how Jiang Moxi struggled and resisted, he kissed her earnestly and deeply.

In the end, Jiang Moxi seemed to be drawn in as well, her resisting hand actively embracing Fu Youhan’s waist...

The temperature inside the car was quickly ignited by this passionate kiss, and the driver in the front seat could only rapidly raise the partition, preventing the heat from spreading.

*

On the other side, at the police station—

"I didn’t do it, I haven’t done anything wrong, please can you let me go?"

Jiang Weiwei kept crying, her frail and delicate appearance looked quite pitiable.

Several male police officers, seeing her cry so heartbreakingly, couldn’t help but feel sympathy for her.

Some even handed Jiang Weiwei tissues, others brought her hot water.

Until one of the officers opened the surveillance footage that had just been brought in, and saw Jiang Weiwei violently throwing a cat down from a building...

That officer immediately felt chilled to the bone, shocked that this woman could have such dual personas.

He quickly called other officers over to watch, and everyone had an incredulous look on their faces.

Afterward, no matter how much Jiang Weiwei cried or made a fuss, they were all unyielding.

After being detained at the police station for a night, Jiang Weiwei looked like neither a human nor a ghost.

When she finally got through to when she could leave the police station, Jiang Weiwei never expected the officer to tell her, "Please contact your family to come over and handle the bail procedures."

"Why do I need to handle any procedures? I can handle it myself."

Jiang Weiwei was afraid to let the Jiang Family know about what happened last night.

Whether it was something about Jiang Moxi, the most esteemed Miss Xi, her failed attempt to frame Jiang Moxi that resulted in being taken to the police station, or the fact that Wu Shirong and Mrs. Wu allowed the police to take her away, she didn’t want the Jiang Family to know at all.

Because once the Jiang Family knew about these matters, the always profit-first Jiang Family would definitely think she, Jiang Weiwei, was now completely useless and might even throw her out.

But the officer told her, "Handling the procedure is one thing; on the other hand, we also hope to have your family members encourage you not to harm innocent animals anymore."

"I promise I won’t do anything like that in the future, isn’t that enough? Please just do me this favor, okay?"

Jiang Weiwei pleaded again and again, but the officer paid no attention.

In the end, Jiang Weiwei could only once again contact her servile Zhuang Wenjin.

Last time, when she hit Suchen, it was Zhuang Wenjin who dealt with the aftermath.

This time, Zhuang Wenjin also agreed immediately.

And Zhuang Wenjin was just in Emperor City, so he quickly rushed over.

When Zhuang Wenjin began to handle the bail procedures for Jiang Weiwei, she was sizing him up from the side.

Zhuang Wenjin was really good to her, Jiang Weiwei; from the time they met, whatever Jiang Weiwei asked him to do, Zhuang Wenjin never hesitated.

If Zhuang Wenjin looked a bit better, if he had a bit more money, maybe Jiang Weiwei would truly fall in love with him.

Unfortunately, Zhuang Wenjin was chubby, and his face was pocked and uneven, without any aesthetic appeal.

His family was also very ordinary, his parents worked in a farmer’s market, and the three of them lived together in a small apartment in Yan City...

Jiang Weiwei knew that she and Zhuang Wenjin were absolutely impossible in this lifetime.

But because Zhuang Wenjin had good hacking skills and was very loyal to her, always available on call, Jiang Weiwei continued to string him along.

Now, after Zhuang Wenjin had finished handling the procedures, Jiang Weiwei approached warmly and took hold of Zhuang Wenjin’s chubby arm.

"Wenjin, if it weren’t for you this time, I really wouldn’t have known what to do! Thank you so much..."

"Wenjin, why even say thanks! Between us, there’s no need for such words."

Zhuang Wenjin also suggested, "Weiwei, isn’t it inappropriate for you to go home looking like this? How about I find a place for you to take a bath and change your clothes first?"