Fated Love With the Billionaire
Chapter 453: I Don’t Want to Wait Anymore

Chapter 453: Chapter 453: I Don’t Want to Wait Anymore

Huang Kangtai was worried about Huang Yuanwei’s company, Zhengtong Capital, when his secretary knocked and walked in, "Chairman Huang, the manager of Eastern First-class, Cheng Qiaobei, is at the door. Should I send him away or invite him in?"

"?" Huang Kangtai looked up, his brow furrowed.

Ever since Huang Yuanwei was taken away, troublesome issues have followed one after another. He’s been struggling every day. Is this guy here to watch the spectacle?

If so, Huang Kangtai will make sure to teach him a lesson.

Even at his lowest, he still has connections and status in the business circle.

"Let him in," Huang Kangtai said.

After the secretary left, Huang Kangtai tidied his hair and clothes, trying to appear unaffected by the investigation.

Cheng Qiaobei followed the secretary’s lead to Huang Kangtai, and she closed the door behind him.

Suppressing his anger, Huang Kangtai couldn’t hide the fury in his eyes, "You actually dare to come find me on your own?"

Even though he wasn’t offered a seat, Cheng Qiaobei pulled out the chair on his own and sat down, casually saying:

"What don’t I dare?"

"!" Huang Kangtai’s face turned livid, "You’ve driven my son to prison and now you’re here to provoke me. Do you really think I can’t deal with you?"

Cheng Qiaobei wasn’t surprised; he had long known it was related to him. "Huang Yuanwei’s incarceration wasn’t my fault; he brought it upon himself. As for the current police investigation, it has nothing to do with me whatsoever."

"Nothing to do with you? Did those reports against him just fall from the sky?"

Cheng Qiaobei wore a bland expression, not admitting anything, and daring him to do anything about it.

"With what Chairman Huang is saying, I’m not sure."

"You," Huang Kangtai knew it was him, yet there was nothing he could do about it. Suddenly, he laughed in anger, "Is your company doing smoothly lately?"

Cheng Qiaobei smiled faintly, calmly saying, "Very smoothly."

"..." This man is as thick-skinned as an old boot.

Huang Kangtai steadied himself; he couldn’t let a junior provoke him so easily. He feigned composure, "Why have you come to see me?"

Cheng Qiaobei peacefully said, "Yuan Xiao’s matter has nothing to do with me."

"You dare mention Yuan Xiao, I still want to settle accounts with you," Before he could finish, Cheng Qiaobei interrupted Huang Kangtai, "Chairman Huang, you’ve been in the business world for decades now. How could you let a young girl sink your ship? Yuan Xiao’s medical records are open for you to see. The real reason is clearly documented in them, whether it’s my fault or it’s her own scheme. Regardless of seeking the truth, you should at least get an explanation for your yet-to-be-seen grandson."

With that, Cheng Qiaobei stood up and walked out of the office.

Now, everyone is caught in the eye of the storm. Since escape is impossible, one has to find ways to survive.

Next, the roles will be swapped. He can then watch the drama unfold.

On his way back, he detoured to check out the new house. Chen Ningxi had almost finished arranging the furniture and decorations, except for the children’s room, which remained empty.

He closed the door, stepped onto the balcony, and called Chen Ningxi.

"Honey, pick a day for us to move."

They’ve been talked about by the neighbors long enough; it’s time to give her a change of environment.

Chen Ningxi said, "We’re still missing a bookcase and dining chairs."

Cheng Qiaobei said, "There aren’t that many books; we can just pack them in boxes for now."

"And my ordered dining chairs haven’t arrived. How are we supposed to eat?"

Cheng Qiaobei: "You can eat standing up."

Chen Ningxi knew what he was thinking. In the morning when they went to work, passersby at the neighborhood stared at them, whispering about what’s obvious: how good she looks but pitifully cannot have children.

He’s doing his best to protect her, and Chen Ningxi didn’t want to be a wet blanket.

"Alright, I’ll pick a good day."

Marriage and funerals both seek auspiciousness and smoothness; choosing a day involves many considerations. Ye Yujun knew they were going to move, so she found the feng shui master who picked Chen Ningxi’s wedding date. The date was set for the 28th, three days later.

An auspicious day with no taboos.

Chen Ningxi lay in Cheng Qiaobei’s arms, "Qiao Bei, once the lawsuit ends, I want to try IVF."

Cheng Qiaobei looked down at her, "Inducing ovulation and egg retrieval are quite painful. I don’t want you to suffer that; let’s try taking Chinese medicine for a while longer."

Chen Ningxi said, "If it goes smoothly, I could conceive in two months. I don’t want to wait."

She had consulted a doctor about it: ovulation stimulation requires shots for more than ten days, followed by nighttime injections. She thoroughly understood the process. Her resolve came after seeing another woman successfully conceive a baby through a single IVF transfer.

"Qiao Bei," Chen Ningxi asked him.

Cheng Qiaobei rubbed his chin against the top of her head, full of heartache, "Alright, it’s all up to you."

The next day, Cheng Qiaobei received a call from Yuan Xiao on his way to the company. He had previously blocked her number, but she called from a new number.

Upon answering, he heard her questioning, "Cheng Qiaobei, what did you tell Chairman Huang?"

From Yuan Xiao’s urgent and furious tone, he knew Chairman Huang had taken action.

"Do I need to report to you what I say to him? What are you, anyway." The last two words, restrained by a shred of gentlemanly decorum, went unsaid.

Yuan Xiao indignantly demanded, "How did you know?"

Cheng Qiaobei responded with a question, "Know what?"

"Stop pretending you don’t know," Yuan Xiao was both anxious and angry, "How did you know about my miscarriage?"

"You’re okay with blaming it on me, but not okay with me turning things over?"

"!" Yuan Xiao was at a loss for words.

"Don’t worry, there’s even more excitement waiting for you."

Yuan Xiao’s heart tightened, "What do you mean? What else have you done?"

Cheng Qiaobei said, "It’s not what I’ve done; you should be thinking about what Huang Yuanwei might do once he finds out."

If that madman Huang Yuanwei discovered the truth, she didn’t even dare to think of continuing.

Yuan Xiao said apprehensively, "He’s already in there, so even if he knows, what then."

"Alright, alright, you’re gutsy. I admire your stubborn nature," Cheng Qiaobei chuckled lightly, "But honestly, when it comes to stupidity, you’re truly a trailblazer, incredibly stupid."

Being humiliated by him made Yuan Xiao stomp in anger, "Cheng Qiaobei, don’t think you’ll have a good ending. You’ll face retribution too. What’s the use of you loving your wife so much when she still can’t have children."

A cold layer settled over Cheng Qiaobei’s face, "You said it yourself: I love my wife. As for you? I wouldn’t even look at a single hair of yours. No matter how fertile you are, what use is that? Carrying the child of your rapist, trading your belly for business — isn’t your ending bleak too?"

Yuan Xiao’s hand shook with anger, "Cheng Qiaobei, you—"

With a beep, Cheng Qiaobei hung up, "You what, you."

He blocked and deleted the number again.

Trying to reach Cheng Qiaobei once more resulted in a busy signal; she had been blocked again.

Although Cheng Qiaobei’s words were harsh, one thing indeed crossed Yuan Xiao’s mind: Huang Yuanwei was inside, but if he truly wanted to act, he could find someone else to help.