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Apart from wanting to keep her family safe, she privately did not want to go against Xiao Qingdai.

Before she got married, she envied Xiao Qingdai very much.

I am envious, but not jealous at all.

When the gap between you and a person is too big, and there is a huge distance between them, you know that no matter how hard you try in this life, you will never be able to reach her starting point. At this time, you will not feel jealous at all.

Mrs. Huang is like this. She envies Xiao Qingdai's life. She stands in a high position and doesn't have to look at anyone's face. No one ever dares to lose her temper with her.

After her marriage, she accompanied her husband to attend a business conference organized by the government and saw Xiao Qingdai from afar. That experience left a deep impression on her.

At that time, Xiao Qingdai was already pregnant. For her safety, the organizers set up a checkpoint at the door. No one entering was allowed to bring cigarettes or radioactive products. Even all the alcohol in the venue was replaced with fruit juice.

But no one who was being inspected dared to say a word of dissatisfaction. Even though the inspection process was very complicated, everyone went in with a smile.

Those who can come here are representatives of business enterprises from many fields in various countries, including many foreigners.

But the preference for Xiao Qingdai and the baby in her belly was so obvious.

At that time, she and her husband were sitting in the fifth row, and Xiao Qingdai was in the first row. Those sitting on the same level as her were all heads or representatives of world-renowned companies. Even so, she was in the middle and was the only woman in the first row.

Mrs. Huang didn't listen to what was said in the meeting at all. She just stared at Xiao Qingdai in a daze from behind the whole time.

Look at her icy yet elegant profile, and the gentleness when she occasionally lowers her eyes.

Mrs. Huang had also been pregnant. Whenever her baby was making a fuss in her belly, she would lower her eyes with this look and then gently stroke her belly.

She was so fascinated by what she saw that her eyes were almost glued to the other person.

Perhaps because of the shadow left by her family environment, she has a natural liking for girls, because the girls she has come into contact with since childhood are all gentle and will not lose their temper easily like her father.

At the same time, she also admires the strong.

Xiao Qingdai meets her standards for choosing a partner very well. Fortunately, she is a woman. If she were a man, she was afraid that she would never be able to get over it in her life.

Moreover, if it was a man, she wouldn't be able to keep looking at her with such an almost obsessive look as she is now.

During those hours of the meeting, Shuangjiang became the person she envied most in her life.

Because of Xiao Qingdai, everyone was polite to Shuangjiang.

She even thought that it would be nice if she could stay by her side and do things like Shuangjiang did.

My husband said before that Shuangjiang’s annual salary is 32 million, and she doesn’t need so much money, as long as it can support her life. The most important thing is to stay by her side, be protected by her wings, be able to participate in her life, and be closer to her idol.

But she had no special talents and only studied design. Her father treated her as a vase since she was young and did not let her get involved in business. Even the skills she learned privately were piano and dance.

The sisters who grew up with her started to be exposed to business management from an early age and had a dedicated finance teacher to guide them.

Mrs. Huang thought that Xiao Qingdai probably didn't have time to listen to her playing the piano and dancing.

She also heard that Shuangjiang had many skills and was an all-knowing and all-round talent. The necessary housekeeper skills were just the basics, and he also needed to be highly skilled in martial arts.

The Xiao family would select talented young men from among the next patriarch when he was young, calculate his horoscope to see if he was compatible with the young patriarch, and then bring him to spend some time with him.

Once the candidates are determined, they will be sent to a closed-door training program to learn skills, hone their minds, and instill their loyalty to the Xiao family. After passing the test, they will be transferred to various positions.

This training method has some similarities with the methods used by ancient death warriors, but the death warriors have no freedom and are not paid.

The Xiao family provides money, with an annual salary of at least tens of millions, which is higher than the salary of some presidents of large groups.

What Mrs. Huang envied was not their annual salary, but the fact that they could stand in high positions as women, letting people know that women could be so powerful.

Unfortunately, she will never have the chance in this life.

She didn't want her husband to compete with Xiao Qingdai, although she didn't know why her husband always had a mysterious confidence and felt that he could surpass Xiao Qingdai.

Perhaps it was because she was the one involved that was confused, but as an outsider, she could see it clearly.

If you touch Xiao Qingdai's people, you will die.

The tongue of the man who cursed Miss Xiao was still hanging above the Moon Crossing Platform. This bloody example was also a warning from Xiao Qingdai to outsiders.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Huang risked being beaten and spoke up to persuade Huang Yansheng.

"Yan Sheng, let's just forget about this. Our family hasn't suffered any substantial harm. In fact, if you think about it carefully, they kept their word and didn't make Jingjing's photos public. This is already a very good result. Let's not continue to fight for revenge. We don't seek wealth and honor, we just want our family to be safe and sound."

Huang Yansheng, who was about to make a phone call, paused, turned his head and stared at her gloomily, with some inexplicable emotions flashing in his eyes.

"what are you saying."

"Let's not pursue this any further, let's just end it here—"

Before she could finish her sentence, Huang Yansheng slapped her in the face out of frustration.

The force was so strong that Mrs. Huang's face was tilted to the side. The side of her face that was hit was burning with pain. In addition, her vision went dark and she couldn't regain her sight for a long time.

She covered her face, lowered her head sadly and said nothing.

"I haven't blamed you for raising my daughter like this, but you're meddling in my affairs first. If you say something like that again, pack up your things and go back home!"

The relationship of more than 20 years and Mrs. Huang's contribution to giving birth to his children did not leave any ripples in his heart. As time passed, his initial politeness turned into indifference and finally into disgust.

The more Mrs. Huang gave in, the bolder he became. Now, in a rage, he slapped her without thinking.

The slap was delivered very smoothly and he didn't feel anything inside, but Mrs. Huang was shocked.

She could tolerate all kinds of verbal abuse in the past, but she didn't expect that he would directly abuse her today.

She didn't come to her senses for a long time until Huang Jing outside heard the noise and ran in hurriedly.

Seeing her mother covering her face, she hurried over to support her, and her eyes followed the gaps between her fingers to see her red and swollen cheek.

That piece of skin was abnormally red, as if it had been scalded by boiling water.

The skin under the hand was swollen, and it was obvious that he had been beaten.

Huang Jing supported her and looked at the man standing in the study in disbelief. She asked in a trembling voice, "Dad, you just hit Mom..."

Huang Yansheng's face still showed anger, and he looked at the two of them impatiently.

He looked particularly terrifying at this moment, like an angry lion.

"Everyone get out!"

After she finished speaking, Huang Jing tightened her grip and tried to say something else, but Madam Huang placed her arm on her wrist and gently pulled it.

She shook her head, covering her face with one hand, and said in a low voice, "Let's go."