Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 289: Lifesaving Straw

Chapter 289: Chapter 289: Lifesaving Straw

The next second, the fist hit Sun Dongchen square in the face, causing him to instantly spew blood from his mouth and nose, wailing continuously.

"Ugh—"

Sun Dongchen held his nose, which was gushing blood. He pointed at Cheng Qiaobei, making muffled noises, but no one could understand a word.

Then came a kick, sending him flying, sprawling on the ground. Just as he was about to get up, someone grabbed his collar and hoisted him up again, making him cry out in pain.

"Stop it, stop it..."

Cheng Qiaobei didn’t give him a chance to explain, or rather, he didn’t want to hear it. He punched him twice more in the face, instantly swelling his left eye shut, and he spat out a mouthful of bloody foam.

The noise of fighting in the office caught the secretary’s attention. When he opened the door, he saw the bloody scene of Cheng Qiaobei beating Sun Dongchen and hurriedly stepped forward to intervene, advising,

"Mr. Cheng, stop, or you’ll end up causing death."

Cause death!

Cheng Qiaobei shoved the secretary aside, "None of your business, move!"

Knowing he couldn’t stop him, the secretary saw the fierce look in Cheng Qiaobei’s eyes and quickly turned to run out.

Cheng Qiaobei knew he was going to bring reinforcements. Clutching Sun Dongchen’s collar, he looked down at him disdainfully, gritting his teeth,

"Sun Dongchen, do you think just because you married into the Cheng Family, you can stand on equal footing with me? Should I call you stupid or naive?!"

Sun Dongchen was resentful after being beaten, "You’re an illegitimate child."

"Heh..." Cheng Qiaobei sneered, his eyes sinister and dangerous. "So what if I’m an illegitimate child? No matter how close the son-in-law is, he’s no match for a son. Don’t you understand this? If not, look at why my position is higher than yours today."

"What are you so proud of? You’re just one of his pawns." Sun Dongchen mocked.

Cheng Qiaobei stared at him for two seconds, "We’re all pawns. I’m useful, you’re not. You’re useless. Remember, it wasn’t Cheng Siluo who secured your future at the company through begging; it was me, Cheng Qiaobei, who tolerated you."

Sun Dongchen, who had always been arrogant, never looked up to this illegitimate child. Excelling academically since childhood, he was the epitome of the "ideal child" others spoke of. He fought hard to climb to his current position, transcending his social class, only to be laid bare by a few words from Cheng Qiaobei, reducing him to a wretch who had to rely on his mercy just to survive in the company.

Sun Dongchen’s pride couldn’t allow him to be outdone by an illegitimate child.

Enduring the pain, he stood up, grabbed the crystal stand on the table, and swung it at Cheng Qiaobei’s head.

Cheng Qiaobei tilted his head to dodge it, seized his wrist, snatched the ornament, and pressed it against Sun Dongchen’s face, threatening,

"Cheng Siluo was interested in you because of your face. If I leave a couple of scars, do you think she’ll find someone better looking to play with?"

Sun Dongchen dared not move, "You... hiss..."

With his torn lip, the pain froze his facial expression. Once it eased, he continued, "You’re truly insidious."

Cheng Qiaobei’s gaze was cold, like a deep, bottomless pool, as he spoke contemptuously,

"Only people who lack brains call others insidious. As for today’s beating, you know very well why you deserved it. When Mr. Cheng arrives later, make sure you give a good performance."

As soon as he finished speaking, they heard the office door being pushed open.

Cheng Qiaobei didn’t turn his head, knowing by the footsteps that Cheng Xiangheng had come in.

Deng Yan saw the messy scene in the office, quickly closed the door, and stood guard outside.

Cheng Xiangheng walked steadily to Cheng Qiaobei’s side. He first noticed the blood on Cheng Qiaobei’s hand and then looked at the beaten, mutilated person on the ground. He frowned, with a touch of disdain in his expression.

"Family members fighting in the company, what do you think it looks like? You two really don’t care about losing face."

Cheng Xiangheng, naturally authoritative, meant to reprimand both.

Cheng Qiaobei remained unmoved, his eyes downcast, expressionless.

But Sun Dongchen, beaten to a sorry state on the ground, twisted his face in pain, stubbornly supporting himself on the table, stood up respectfully, and said,

"Dad, I’m sorry. It’s all my fault, nothing to do with Qiao Bei, it’s all a misunderstanding."

Cheng Qiaobei tugged at the corner of his mouth; he played out just as he’d envisioned.

Cheng Xiangheng bent slightly, carefully inspecting Sun Dongchen’s face. The latter hurriedly covered it with his hands, speaking hesitantly, "It’s fine, Dad, really fine. I hit myself, nothing to do with Qiao Bei."

Not explaining was fine, but explaining only made Cheng Qiaobei look like a heinous villain.

He laughed disdainfully at Sun Dongchen, but Sun Dongchen did not understand the meaning behind his smile.

Cheng Xiangheng straightened up, criticizing, "How could you beat someone like this? Can’t things be talked out calmly?"

Cheng Qiaobei had been waiting for this sentence. Only then did Sun Dongchen’s pupils constrict, finally realizing why Cheng Qiaobei hid a knife within his smile.

"Dad, uh..." Sun Dongchen endured the pain, stating, "It’s not Qiao Bei’s fault, nothing’s wrong, nothing’s wrong, I don’t blame him, let’s just let this matter rest."

Before Cheng Xiangheng could speak, Cheng Qiaobei interrupted him, "Don’t be like that, don’t just not blame me. It’s just as well Mr. Cheng is here, so it’s best to make clear the reason for your beating."

Cheng Xiangheng, sharp-eyed and composed, lowered his voice, his eyes fierce, "Let’s hear it, you shouldn’t take this beating for nothing."

Sun Dongchen was speechless. If the truth were told, the beating would have been in vain.

"... Because, um..." In the current circumstance, he could only stubbornly refuse to acknowledge, "Dad, honestly, I don’t even know."

He hesitated for a long time, finally claiming he didn’t know. Cheng Qiaobei expected him to be foolish but did not anticipate Sun Dongchen to be this foolish.

Don’t speak, and it simply ends?

Cheng Qiaobei couldn’t let it go, seizing the golden opportunity, he said,

"Mr. Cheng, the news about me and Xia Zhiqing from the other day was initially suppressed, with all pictures deleted. But this afternoon, a bunch of paid-promoter accounts suddenly revived the topic, spreading the images and videos everywhere."

He gestured with his chin, "It was him who orchestrated it."

"!" Cheng Xiangheng’s face suddenly darkened, his gaze turning sharp as he looked at Sun Dongchen, demanding coldly,

"Was it you?"

Sun Dongchen could only see clearly with one eye, his mouth trembling, "... Dad, this, this matter... there’s a, a misunderstanding."

Cheng Xiangheng stood with his hands behind his back, asked sideways,

"Was it you?"

Sun Dongchen felt immense pressure, bowing his head low, "This matter..."

"I’m just asking, was it you?" Cheng Xiangheng suddenly shouted, startling Sun Dongchen into a flinch, "Dad, let me explain, this matter..."

Cheng Qiaobei’s eyes lit up slightly, speaking unhurriedly,

"The exchange just updated the data, Jade Jiali’s stock price dropped."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Xiangheng clenched his fists at his side, his gaze as sharp as a knife, stating harshly,

"Look at this mess you caused! Fool!"

Sun Dongchen instantly felt suffocated, as if someone ruthlessly gripped his heart, making it hard to breathe.

Looking at Cheng Qiaobei again, he saw the faint smile on his lips, his eyes filled with the joy of victory.

His arrogant demeanor made him seethe with anger.

Suddenly, Zheng Rongxi’s voice came from outside the door, "Let me in, why are you stopping me? Let me in."

Sun Dongchen quickly looked toward the door, as if seeing his lifeline.

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