The Genius Sweetheart of the Abstinent Goblin Boss

"Young Master Jiang..."

Jiang Baishen was nowhere to be seen at this moment; he was nothing like the gentle and kind man he usually was. He was like a cold-faced judge, and his calm voice carried a suffocatingly low atmosphere.

"You're saying you want my sister to pay you back, is that right?"

Then let's calculate how much the Jiang family should compensate you. Your camera is worth at most tens of thousands of yuan, plus that person's medical expenses, which we will naturally cover, but..."

Jiang Baishen took another step forward, forcing the man to take two steps back.

"My sister's face alone costs at least a million yuan a year just for maintenance, plus insurance. Furthermore, she embodies the love and care of the entire Jiang family; she represents the face and dignity of the Jiang family..."

So how do you plan to compensate for these losses?

The bespectacled man's teeth were chattering, and he couldn't utter a single extra word.

These words have put the entire Jiang family in the same position as that slap, and who can afford to pay for it?

Everyone gasped, their breathing becoming much quieter.

Young Master Jiang has always been a refined and elegant gentleman. When has he ever shown this cold side?

The outdoor area, usually packed with people, was now eerily quiet, with only the calls of birds circling overhead.

No one dared to speak up anymore.

Seeing the other party's cowardly and bullying behavior, Jiang Baishen sneered impatiently.

"Alright," he ordered his bodyguard, "call an ambulance. If they revive, take them to the police station and tell them that the Jiang family will not accept mediation."

"Yes, young master!" The bodyguard immediately carried out the order.

Jiang Baishen then stopped giving the others a second glance and turned to walk towards his sister.

Everyone was still somewhat incredulous.

That's... that's it?

As expected of the renowned gentleman, the young master of the Jiang family only targeted the person who hit his sister.

Just as the bespectacled man was about to breathe a sigh of relief, thinking the matter was over, his phone suddenly rang. He answered it and saw it was his boss.

He answered the phone, but before he could say a word, he heard his boss's furious voice piercing through the receiver.

"You two damned bastards!! I sent you out to stake out the news, how did you manage to mess with the Jiang family?! Do you think you scum can afford to mess with them?! Now the company is under financial attack, the cash flow is completely cut off, and everything is at a standstill, are you happy now?! I don't care if you two go kneel down or hang yourselves, go apologize to me and Young Master Jiang right now!! If he doesn't forgive you, the company is doomed!! And neither of you need to come back!!"

After saying that, the other party hung up the phone, seemingly by smashing it.

The bespectacled man stared in shock at the back of the man in front of him. Even though he already knew how immeasurable the Jiang family's power was, the fact that they could bring their listed company to the brink of bankruptcy in just a few minutes was terrifying.

But at that moment he couldn't think of anything else. He immediately wanted to step forward and kneel down before Young Master Jiang, but then the phone rang again.

This time it was his wife.

"Hey?! Honey! My boss said you offended someone outside, and he just suddenly fired me! And our son's teacher also messaged me asking me to go to school and pick him up... Why is this happening?! Who did you offend?!"

Upon hearing this, the color drained from the bespectacled man's face, and he collapsed to his knees.

His phone was still ringing and vibrating incessantly—from his parents, his sisters, his relatives, his childhood friends…

He dared not accept it anymore, and shakily crawled towards Jiang Baishen's direction.

Those closer to his partner also noticed that his partner's phone was ringing incessantly in his pocket, but he couldn't answer it.

"Young Master Jiang!!!" The bespectacled man crawled behind Jiang Baishen, trying to kowtow at his feet, but was immediately separated by Jiang's bodyguards.

"I beg you! Please let me go!! This job was earned through a test in the village; it's my lifelong dream! And my family and friends, they're innocent! You've made them all unemployed, and my children can't go to school. How are we supposed to live?!"

The bespectacled man kowtowed frantically, crying and shouting.

Jiang Baishen turned around, looking down at the man with disdain, "Are you slandering me now?"

The bespectacled man was so frightened that he stopped crying. Even if he had been hoping to beg for mercy in front of everyone, hoping to gain sympathy even if he didn't get forgiveness, he could only shake his head desperately in the face of that powerful gaze.

"No...no!! I wouldn't dare!! I wouldn't dare!! Please!! Please, let me go!!"

The crowd had already pondered the man's words and felt a chill run down their spines.

It turns out that rich people never retaliate like in TV dramas, by hiring someone to beat you up or using shady methods.

Just like humans would never kill ants by fighting each other.

Because they are so powerful that they can make it impossible for you, your family, friends, and everyone connected to you to move an inch in this city without even having to exert the slightest effort.

Jiang Baishen ignored the man's cries and simply put his arm around his sister, and, surrounded by bodyguards, moved towards the interior.

Jiang Manxi turned around anxiously, wanting to check on Zeng Yichen's condition.

Jiang Baishen understood her concerns, and simply gave the order to the bodyguard beside him:

"Go and protect Young Master Zeng."

The bodyguard beside him immediately nodded and called two or three others to pull Zeng Yichen, who was still standing in a daze among the reporters, out of the crowd.

Back inside the building, Jiang Manxi was still sniffling, and Jiang Baishen pinched her cheek in annoyance.

"Ouch! It hurts!!" Jiang Manxi screamed in pain.

"You still feel pain? You dared to go up and fight that big, burly man head-on?" Jiang Baishen poked her head with a displeased look.

Jiang Manxi knew she had acted impulsively, and could only accept her elder brother's reprimand.

But even if she were given another chance, she would still do the same.

Thinking of this, Jiang Manxi looked up at Zeng Yichen.

The bodyguard temporarily bandaged his hand with a tie, but it was still covered in blood, a shocking sight.

Jiang Manxi ran forward, her eyes flashing with barely suppressed heartache.

"Zeng Yichen, you need to go to the hospital right away!"

Zeng Yichen stared blankly as he shifted his gaze from the ground to her face; the clear five-finger mark was still striking.

The guilt in my heart reached its peak:

"Yes...I'm sorry..."

She was beaten because of him.

Why...why does everyone who gets close to him and treats him sincerely get hurt? Why do they all become unhappy?

He had never felt so unlucky before. Why did he even exist?

Jiang Manxi did not want to hear his apology.