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Chapter 748 - 738: Check, Check, Check

Chapter 748: Chapter 738: Check, Check, Check

Before Jiang Lingxi could speak, Jiang Wenhu quickly recounted what had happened that morning in one go.

"...Xixi, you have no idea how satisfying it was. Although my hand felt a bit numb afterwards, wait until we return to Imperial City. Let’s see if Jiang Wenjia dares to shamelessly show up at our door making a ruckus like last time. If she dares, I’ll slap her again, just to match what happened this time."

Jiang Lingxi could almost picture Ms. Jiang’s exuberant expression at this moment.

"Well done!"

"Your dad and your uncle said the same thing," Jiang Wenhu said with a laugh, glancing towards the kitchen, "Your little uncle and little aunt are preparing lunch for us right now. After we finish eating, we’ll head back to the hotel to pack our bags and catch the next high-speed train. We should be back in Imperial City by tonight. Your brother will stay and return with your little uncle’s family later.

Oh, and one more thing: since your little uncle resigned and returned to Imperial City planning to start a company, I’m thinking of quitting my current job to help with his new company. When your dad started his business, I helped manage logistics for a few years. Anyway, I’m close to retirement, so I might as well help out as long as I can. Xixi, what do you think?"

"I was just about to say that little uncle has courage. Now, I see that mom does too!"

Jiang Wenhu was so flattered by her daughter’s praise that she couldn’t stop smiling and immediately made up her mind, "Once we get back, I’ll prepare to resign. Since your dad is going to help your little uncle with the preparatory work for the company, the two of us can work together faster."

Previously, Jiang Peng and Jiang Wenjia had never approached them, and she thought the two of them were as good as dead.

Now, if they continue to hover around like persistent flies, she would be even less inclined to hold back.

She’s really curious to see Jiang Wenjia’s antics actually pushing her uncle to make a ’comeback.’ Won’t it be interesting to see Jiang Peng’s reaction to all this!

Just two words: Can’t wait!

"If there’s anything I can do to help little uncle, just let me know."

"Got it, got it." Although Jiang Wenhu replied, she thought about how her daughter’s fame had even attracted Jiang Peng and Jiang Wenjia, with whom they had cut ties for over twenty years—she decided she would avoid going to her daughter and son-in-law for help unless absolutely necessary. "Your little aunt is calling us to eat now. You and Yunqing should also hurry to eat. Mom’s hanging up. We’ll talk more when we return to Imperial City."

"Okay."

After Jiang Lingxi hung up, she turned to look at Shen Yunqing, who sat quietly behind her, "I don’t think we need to get involved in this matter."

With Wei Ke helping investigate Yuesheng and now a vengeful uncle returning, it seems there’s no need for them to step in.

"Let’s go eat!"

Nothing is more important than food!

*

After saying goodbye to their little uncle and little aunt, agreeing to meet in Imperial City, and giving their son some final instructions, Jiang Wenhu and Jiang Runcheng boarded the high-speed train back to Imperial City that afternoon.

The couple didn’t know that Jiang Wenjia was also on this train, heading back to Imperial City.

But while they were full of hope and anticipation for the future, Jiang Wenjia was quite the opposite, shrouded in gloom.

Realizing she couldn’t gain any advantage from her uncle, Jiang Wenjia wanted to return to Imperial City immediately. She didn’t want to stay another day in this shabby place that didn’t even have a high-end western restaurant.

When booking a flight back at the hotel, she was informed that flights to Imperial City were only available every few days, so she settled for a train. Both business class and first-class seats were sold out, leaving only second class.

As a result, she never crossed paths with Jiang Wenhu and Jiang Runcheng, who had tickets for the business class seats their son had secured, from the time they boarded to the time they alighted.

Liu Xuhui met his wife at the train station’s arrival gate, quickly taking the luggage from her and casually asking, "Why are you back so soon? Did you see uncle and aunt? They didn’t come back with you?" He glanced back as he spoke.

Just as he noticed two familiar figures, he heard his wife’s impatient voice, "Keep asking, keep asking. I’m exhausted! Let’s just go!"

Liu Xuhui wanted to take a closer look, but he turned his attention back, first escorting his wife through the crowded exit, and then drove her home. As he started the car and was about to speak, he noticed her still wearing a mask, her eyebrows furrowed like two caterpillars. She seemed ready to explode, so he swallowed his words.

Once home, with the door shut behind them, Jiang Wenjia looked at the pitch-black house, "Where’s our daughter?"

Liu Xuhui put down the suitcase and hurriedly replied, "She’s at a classmate’s house doing her winter break homework; she won’t be back tonight."

Jiang Wenjia heaved a sigh of relief and finally removed the mask she had worn for most of the day.

As Liu Xuhui turned on the living room light, he noticed the still-visible handprint on his wife’s face, "Your face..."

"Don’t mention it," Jiang Wenjia grumbled, sitting on the couch with a grim face, her chest burning with rage, "It was Jiang Wenhu who hit me. I didn’t expect their whole family to visit Mao City too, and they met uncle before I did. I hadn’t even had a chance to say anything when Jiang Wenhu slapped me, with Jiang Runcheng and Jiang Lingxu backing her up. How could I stand a chance against them? I should have taken you along!"

Liu Xuhui cringed a little at her words.

Was she implying he should have been the one taking the slap?

Even as he thought this, he quickly fetched ice cubes from the fridge, wrapped them in a cloth, and handed them to her, "Use this for your face. What about uncle, did he just stand by and watch? You’re still his niece!"

Just as Jiang Wenjia applied the ice to her face, she recalled the way her uncle looked at her. Maybe it was the cold, but she shivered involuntarily.

"No, I figured I hadn’t offended him, but you didn’t see the way he looked at me then. It wasn’t like looking at a niece but rather an enemy. Jiang Wenhu must have badmouthed me before I got there. It’s infuriating, just missed by a step!"

"Enough," Liu Xuhui sighed, "Even if you were a step late, that’s still late. Does this mean the road ahead is blocked?"

Jiang Wenjia let out a frustrated grunt, "Otherwise, why would I be back so quickly?"

Liu Xuhui hesitated before deciding to bring it up now, thinking it was better to get all the bad news out at once.

"While you were away these past two days, something happened at the company."

Jiang Wenjia, who had just started feeling some relief from the cold compress, was taken aback, "What’s wrong with the company now?"

"Just yesterday afternoon, the tax authorities and regulators from our district did a surprise inspection. Dad didn’t get any heads-up and was caught off guard. The finance department’s accounts are now sealed, pending an audit."

Jiang Wenjia felt a jolt in her heart.

And that was not all.

Liu Xuhui continued, "Early this morning, personnel responsible for quality control at the factory also visited. They not only inspected the compliance of production workshops but also took away a lot of raw materials, semi-finished products, and finished goods..."

Before Liu Xuhui could finish, he noticed his wife’s face turn deathly pale.