Rebirth, the domineering president's unbridled love

When they walked out of the supermarket, Jiang Mubai actually handed the bottle of water in his hand directly to her and asked her to help open the bottle cap. At that moment, Qiao Jingyu's only thought was to stay as far away from Jiang Mubai as possible. So, she hurriedly unscrewed the bottle cap for him, and then turned around and left impatiently.

At this moment, Qiao Jingyu suddenly realized a detail: Jiang Mubai's left hand seemed to have been in his trouser pocket from beginning to end, and he had never taken it out. Could it be that he was already injured at that time? Could it be that he was injured because of saving himself before? As his thoughts deepened, Qiao Jingyu became more and more convinced of this guess. After all, how could Jiang Mubai be safe and sound when he fell to the ground so heavily?

Qiao Jingyu, who was filled with anxiety, could no longer hold back and asked quickly, "Assistant Feng, how is he doing now?"

Faced with this question, Feng Bo was silent for a long time, then his face showed a worried look, and he slowly said: "Right now... the situation is not optimistic. Because President Jiang is still on a business trip, President Duan took Master Mu Bai to the old house today, and only then did he know that Master Mu Bai was injured. President Duan kept asking Master Mu Bai why he was injured, but Master Mu Bai remained silent. President Duan was furious about this, and at this moment he was ordering Master Mu Bai to face the wall and reflect on his mistakes. But Master Mu Bai's injuries have not been treated yet. It's not good to delay like this! But since President Duan didn't say anything, others naturally didn't dare to speak rashly..."

"Where is he now?"

"What…"

"Assistant Feng, please send me your exact location. I'll rush over right away." Qiao Jingyu said anxiously.

Hearing this, Feng Bo responded as if relieved: "Okay, okay... Miss Qiao, it would be great if you could come over and persuade Mr. Duan. Mr. Duan will definitely listen to you, and then I will feel more at ease. I will send you the address right away!" Then, he asked with concern: "Miss Qiao, are you in City University now? How about I arrange a car to pick you up?"

However, Qiao Jingyu, who was concerned about Jiang Mubai's injury, did not savor the deep meaning of Feng Bo's words "Mr. Duan will definitely listen to you". She answered without hesitation: "No need, I can just take a taxi there myself." After that, she hung up the phone and turned around to leave.

At this moment, Qiao Jingshan, who had been paying attention to Qiao Jingyu's actions, quickly reached out and grabbed her, asking with a puzzled look on her face: "Sister, where are you going in such a hurry? Didn't you promise me before that you would go home with me to persuade Dad?"

At this moment, Qiao Jingyu was extremely anxious, and the scene of Jiang Mubai being injured kept appearing in her mind. "I have something urgent to do and need to go out. You should go home first!"

Right now, she just wanted to go and see how serious Jiang Mubai's injury was as soon as possible, and the matter of Liu Fengping and others embezzling public funds had to be put on hold for the time being, waiting for a suitable opportunity to deal with it in the future.

"Sister, sister..." Qiao Jingshan stared at the taxi going farther and farther away, shaking with anger, stomping her feet on the ground. Her beautiful eyes were full of resentment as she stared at Song Chengze, pouting her tender little mouth as she complained with grievance, "Brother Chengze, didn't we discuss this a long time ago? Why didn't you help me stop her?"

At this moment, Song Chengze was also filled with anger but had nowhere to vent. His brows were tightly knitted together, and his face was full of unhappiness. "I have already begged her so humbly, what else do you want me to do? Do you really want me to kneel down and beg her?"

Seeing Song Chengze getting angry, Qiao Jingshan quickly put on a delicate and timid attitude and said in an extremely gentle voice: "Brother Chengze, of course I didn't mean that, don't be angry." As she spoke, she gently tugged at the corner of Song Chengze's clothes with her hand, looking as lovable as a frightened deer.

Song Chengze turned to look at Qiao Jingshan, only to see that her eyes were red from crying, like two ripe cherries, and her pitiful appearance was really distressing. Even though he was still holding back a grudge at the moment, how could he bear to lose his temper in front of such a delicate and helpless woman? So, he took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, then sighed helplessly and said to Qiao Jingshan: "Forget it, let's go first!"

“Brother Chengze!” Qiao Jingshan’s voice was choked with sobs, her eyes were red, and she said softly with a hint of grievance and helplessness, “My father…he won’t let me into the house, and I have nowhere to go now.”

Song Chengze stared at Qiao Jingshan's pitiful appearance, and a trace of pity rose in his heart. His originally tough attitude softened. He lowered his voice and asked, "What are you going to do tonight? Otherwise, ask your classmates if there is any room in the dormitory?"

Qiao Jingshan lowered her head slightly, her eyes flickering, as if hiding countless thoughts. She thought to herself that she had spent a full 800,000 yuan to successfully push Song Chengze to the position of chief surgeon. However, even so, she still couldn't get him to help her wholeheartedly. Now she is not the only one looking for a suitable heart for the chairman of Qitian Group. The only one to blame for this is Qiao Jingyu herself and her mother. Who made her and the chairman of Qitian both have the rare panda blood type? In order to make Song Chengze wholeheartedly help her get Qiao Jingyu's heart, she had to pay more to make Song Chengze obey her orders.

After careful consideration, Qiao Jingshan had made up her mind. As the saying goes, you can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a lamb. She raised her head slowly and shyly, her cheeks flushed like clouds, and said softly: "Brother Chengze, isn't the room where my sister lived before empty? Can you let me stay for one night tonight?"

Song Chengze was also a hot-blooded man, how could he not understand what Qiao Jingshan meant, "Are you sure you want to go to my place?"

Qiao Jingshan bit her lip and nodded.

The Duan family’s old house - Cuiliu Villa.

Ever since he finished talking to Qiao Jingyu, Feng Bo stood at the gate waiting for her. When he saw Qiao Jingyu getting out of the taxi, he hurried to greet her, "Miss Qiao, it's great that you're here."

"Assistant Feng, please take me to see Mr. Duan!" Qiao Jingyu could tell from Feng Bo's anxious expression that the matter seemed really serious, so she didn't say any polite words.

"Okay, okay... Miss Qiao, please follow me." Feng Bo took Qiao Jingyu into the villa and walked through a long corridor. There were many flowers planted in the villa, as well as rockery, water pavilions, hot springs... Qiao Jingyu was dazzled by the sight.

Every detail of this villa highlights the Duan family's status in Jicheng. Finally, after passing through a lush forest, a large villa with bright lights appears in front of us.

"Ms. Qiao, Mr. Duan doesn't know about the phone call you just had. Please wait here for a moment. I will go and talk to Mr. Duan." Feng Bo said a little embarrassedly.