Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 266: The Path of Life

Chapter 266: Chapter 266: The Path of Life

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Pan Cheng froze for a few seconds, but quickly regained his composure, "Haha... Chairman Cheng, that’s not something to joke about."

"Really? I also think it should be a joke." Cheng Qiaobei slowly stood up and, as he walked, said, "My wife is beautiful, has a good heart, and is kind. But she’s too kind, sometimes giving too many chances to those who are immoral and have no bottom line, to the point they take advantage. But I’m different from her. I have a bad temper, I lack manners. When I encounter people like that, if you admit your mistake and change, I’ll give you a way out. If you don’t admit or change, then it’s your own funeral."

Cheng Qiaobei walked behind Pan Cheng, placed his phone on the table, and opened a video.

"Manager Pan, is the person in the video you?"

"..."

Pan Cheng really wanted to say it wasn’t him, but the scene was so clear, capturing him from all angles, making it hard to deny.

Seeing his eyes wide open, his mouth slightly open and unable to explain, Cheng Qiaobei picked up the phone, "Can you explain to me what it means to block my wife several times?"

Pan Cheng had a request for Cheng Qiaobei, and moreover, harassing Chen Ningxi was his fault from the start. Either way, it left him utterly ashamed.

"I..."

Before he could open his mouth, Cheng Qiaobei grabbed his shoulder with one hand and applied force, causing Pan Cheng’s face to twist in pain.

Cheng Qiaobei said, "I was just thinking, some great coincidence to be neighbors with Manager Pan, turns out Manager Pan had other motives. Hmm... Spending a fortune for a woman, really willing to go all out."

Pan Cheng grimaced in pain, "That apartment, I rented it, rented it."

Cheng Qiaobei gave a disdainful laugh, "Heh... Do you just like this sort of thing or the thrill of taking? But before you take, didn’t you weigh yourself? To be blunt, can a woman protected by a lion ever like a hyena?"

Without a single dirty word, yet it drenched him in verbal abuse.

Cheng Qiaobei said, "You lack good women around you and think Ning Xi is just like them, you underestimate her. No matter how well-dressed you are on the outside, it’s hard to hide the inferiority in your bones. Your spiritual levels are not on the same dimension; you’ll never understand her, and you don’t deserve to."

"Don’t speak too soon; in these matters, you can’t just blame me." Pan Cheng planned to use his last chance to throw dirt on Chen Ningxi and sow discord in their marital relationship. No man could face his wife cheating during marriage reasonably, "Flies don’t land on unbroken eggs; for things between her and me, perhaps you should go back and ask your wife."

"Do you even realize you’re a damn fly?" Cheng Qiaobei’s eyes darkened, "Stop disgusting me, and stop disgusting my wife. Your filthy thoughts aren’t even worth my mental effort.

Let me be blunt, I completely trust her.

Now, you have two choices: roll off to Bozhou to develop a factory and realize your life’s value.

Or, I take this video and ruin you, sweep your factory out of this circle."

Hearing the second option, Pan Cheng’s eyes flickered, the corners of his lips curled in a contemptuous smile, "Do you have that capability?"

Cheng Qiaobei slowly leaned in, patted his shoulder, and ominously warned, "Pan Cheng, deep down, you know I do. If I could invite them today, I can also set a trap tomorrow."

"..." Pan Cheng swallowed, given today’s connections, he indeed had the strength.

But his inner arrogance made him unwilling to admit defeat to Cheng Qiaobei.

"Have you thought it over?" he asked coldly.

Pan Cheng clenched his fists; reality forced him to lower his head. Cheng Qiaobei had him by the throat; the sea cable had always been the cake he wanted but could not have, while Chen Ningxi was the woman he desired but could never have.

Between the cake and desire, he should unwaveringly choose the cake, yet only he knew that his affection for Chen Ningxi would always be a regret in his heart.

She truly was a good woman.

He said, "I’ll go to Bozhou."

"Haha..." A light laugh came from Cheng Qiaobei’s nose, disdainfully saying, "Remember your choice today; if you harass my wife again, not only will you be unable to mix in Bozhou, but you also won’t be able to stay in this industry."

Pan Cheng lowered his eyes, feeling more helpless than ever, wanting to clear things up with Cheng Qiaobei, "About me and her,"

"You damn well shut up; you have no right to mention my wife," Cheng Qiaobei grabbed Pan Cheng by the collar and lifted him up, his eyes bloodshot, his gaze fierce, shedding all gentlemanly charm, exuding a murderous aura.

With a crisp sound, he pressed a sharp wine bottle against Pan Cheng’s neck, his voice sinister, "You won’t have a way out if you throw dirt on my wife again."

He fiercely threw him back into the chair, "Remember, Pan Cheng, completely disappear from my wife’s sight, or I’ll help you disappear."

Not until the door closed did Pan Cheng close his eyes and let out a long breath.

Cheng Qiaobei wasn’t just talking earlier; he meant every word.

The private room door opened again, and Pan Cheng instinctively shuddered, only to see Chen Ningxi walk in.

"You..." Pan Cheng hesitated, instinctively adjusting his clothes and hair, "Why are you here?"

Chen Ningxi looked at the broken glass on the ground, one piece still stained with blood, then looked away and said, "Pan Cheng, because of your past achievements, I’ve always respected you, but in recent events, you’ve acted neither righteously nor morally, even disgustingly. In your mind, between men and women, is there nothing beyond that matter? If my husband made any rash decisions today because of your childish behavior, I wouldn’t let you off either."

Pan Cheng took a deep breath, "I’m sorry. I apologize for the previous offense. From now on, I won’t bother you again."

Chen Ningxi’s gaze was cold, "I don’t accept. Also, you’re not worth my husband exerting effort. You’re truly not worth him raising a hand."

With that, Chen Ningxi left.

When she chased after him, Cheng Qiaobei’s car was already gone. She quickly ran to the roadside to hail a taxi.

Upon entering the house, she found no trace of Cheng Qiaobei. Remembering his injured hand, she headed back downstairs.

Sure enough, in the parking lot, she saw the Cayenne parked in the spot, the lights on inside, with him sitting in the driver’s seat tending to the wound on his hand.

Knock, knock, knock.

The car window was tapped three times. Cheng Qiaobei looked up, saw Chen Ningxi standing outside, and was so startled that his hand shook, dropping the band-aid.

He hurriedly picked it up, not bothering to stick it properly before lowering the car window slightly and calling with a cheerful smile,

"Wife."

"What are you doing?" she peered inside.

"Nothing," Cheng Qiaobei casually applied the band-aid before stepping out of the car, "Have you finished eating?" How did it go? Was today smooth?"

Chen Ningxi scrutinized his face, "What were you doing in the car just now?"

"Nothing, you don’t believe me? Could I hide a woman," Cheng Qiaobei opened the car door with his other hand, "Look, see, is anyone hidden?"

Chen Ningxi grabbed his arm, "Don’t move, let me see."

"Hey... let’s go upstairs; I’ll strip bare for you to see." Cheng Qiaobei drew away his injured hand, locked the car, and led her towards the elevator area.

Chen Ningxi remained silent, though her eyes had long noticed the improperly placed band-aid.

Once inside, she pulled him to the living room and sat him on the sofa, "Sit and don’t move."

Cheng Qiaobei placed his hand behind a cushion, smiling mischievously, "Wife, what show are you planning to perform? I drank wine, so my level of cooperation might not be too high."

As she went into another room, he quickly sent a message to Lin Hanrui.

north: Where did you guys have dinner tonight?

Lin Hanrui replied: Golden Goblet.

Cheng Qiaobei was speechless to the point of wanting to curse.

Chen Ningxi returned with a medicine kit, a larger smile curving Cheng Qiaobei’s lips—how could he keep playing the part after being caught?

She gave him a sideways glance, and Cheng Qiaobei said, "You’re glaring at me."

Chen Ningxi said, "Take out your hand."

"Using a hand?" he grinned slyly.

Chen Ningxi pouted, clearly upset.

"Cheng Qiaobei, I’ll give you one last chance."

"Alright, alright..." he extended his hand, "When did you notice?"

Chen Ningxi pulled out some antiseptic while squatting at his feet, "A long time ago."

Watching her carefully disinfect the wound and apply a cute band-aid, he pulled her into his arms, sitting her on his lap.

"Just tell me, doesn’t it feel satisfying?"

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