Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 790 - 790 776 No she lied (1)_1

Chapter 790: 776, No, she lied (1)_1 Chapter 790: 776, No, she lied (1)_1 “No, you can’t leave, you can’t take our family’s company.” Song Xirou hastily rushed forward, blocking the door with outstretched arms, preventing Jian Qing from leaving.

Jian Qing cast a cold glance at her, her gaze ice-like, “Step aside.”

“Not unless you give up on acquiring Song Corporation.” Facing those bottomless eyes, Song Xirou suppressed her fear and said.

Heh.

Jian Qing’s narrow eyes slightly lifted, horrifying in their spite, “Attack.”

With that brief command, the men of the Nether Army behind her understood, and one of them swiftly took action. Before Song Xirou could react, she felt her collar grabbed by a strong hand.

“Xirou…”

Song Yi cried out in shock, as if his throat was being choked and he couldn’t make a sound.

The man in black, gripping Song Xirou’s collar, flung her aside in the next second, treating her as casually as if he was tossing away a rag.

“Ah–”

The white figure in the air traced a “beautiful” parabola. Song Xirou screamed, her voice hoarse.

The directors on the side were speechless, gasping for breath in shock.

Sshh.

So simple and violent, this is it…

“Thud–”

Song Xirou’s slender body slammed into the ground, the heavy thud filling everyone with dread.

Despite pressing her face against the cold ground, it did nothing to quell the raging fire in Song Xirou’s heart. With a slight move, her whole body felt disassembled. The pain left her breathless.

Jian Qing glanced at her askance and walked away.

Seeing Song Xirou’s fate, no one dared to stop her this time. The directors silently watched her leave, relaxing the tense atmosphere in the meeting room.

Song Yi raced to help Song Xirou, his face ashen seeing her swollen cheek and incessant nosebleed. It was as if he had swallowed a fly.

He helped Song Xirou to her feet, turning his anger towards the Secretary on the side, “What are you gawking at, prepare the car immediately.”

“Yes.”

The Secretary looked at Song Xirou’s pitiful state, too scared to speak.

“Dad, my hand really hurts.” Song Xirou’s face was pale. Seeing Song Yi, she couldn’t help but cry.

Song Yi gently patted her back, “We will go to the hospital. Hang in there.”

Song Xirou grimaced, a vicious look in her eyes, “No, I have to go downstairs.”

Now that Song Corporation had been taken by Jian Qing anyway, there was nothing to fear. If she couldn’t let it go, Song Xirou wouldn’t let her off either. Worse comes to worst, they both lose.

“Xirou, what are you planning on doing?” Seeing her swollen side face, Song Yi had a bad feeling.

Song Xirou pushed his hand away, leaning on the wall as she walked out, “Dad, you don’t need to worry, I won’t let Jian Qing take away Song Corporation.”

“Xirou, stop causing a fuss.” Song Yi said, exasperated.

Now that the corporation was gone, if she caused any more trouble, it could spell disaster for the entire Song family.

Song Xirou paused her steps, “Dad, reporters are downstairs. Let’s fight with all we have, otherwise, we, the Song family, will continuously be oppressed by Jian Qing.”

After speaking, she turned her head towards her Secretary, “What are you waiting for, quickly help me downstairs.”

“Yes.” The Secretary carefully supported her.

The directors watched Song Xirou’s retreating figure, shaking their heads.

Wasn’t Miss Song usually quite smart? Now, was her brain damaged from the fall? Jian Qing was like a furious devil, and yet Song Xirou chose to march into the lion’s den. They couldn’t tell if she was crazy or just plain stupid.

Song Yi remained where he was, looking as if he had aged several decades in an instant. Director Zheng reached out to pat his shoulder.

“Song Yi, considering our many years of friendship, let me give you some advice. Don’t provoke Jian Qing. We can’t afford to offend her.”

Song Yi gave him a cold look, shrugging off his hand, “Yes, considering our many years of friendship, I didn’t expect you to stab me in the back.”

Director Zheng awkwardly withdrew his hand, “Anyway, I’ve warned you. Whether you listen or not is up to you. Besides, even if we didn’t sell our shares to Jian Qing, do you think there would be another path for Song Corporation other than bankruptcy?”

Song Yi looked at him coldly as Director Zheng met his gaze calmly, “I won’t bother you anymore, we will leave first.”

As he left, the other directors followed suit.

In an instant, the large conference room was left with only Song Yi.

The soft sunlight and slightly stuffy breeze.

In the hall, employees occasionally glanced at the many reporters crowded at the entrance, the atmosphere somewhat tense.

With a “ding”, the elevator stopped.

Jian Qing led the way with the Nether Army behind her, their powerful aura causing the employees of Song Corporation to freeze on the spot.

Everyone thought the same thing: what a badass.

By the time they snapped out of it, Jian Qing and her party had already left through the main entrance.

Reporters who had been waiting outside noticed Jian Qing’s departure and swarmed towards her, stopping a meter away.

They had learned their lesson from witnessing the plight of the media outlets that had been acquired a few days ago. They didn’t want to repeat their mistakes.

“Mrs. Quan, may I ask if your visit to Song Corporation today is about discussing the car accident involving Miss Song with Chairman Song?”

“Could you tell us, do you have any important matters to discuss with Song Corporation today?”

“Song Corporation’s stocks have been falling these past few days, and the company is facing an internal crisis. Does it have anything to do with JK International?”

…

The reporters extended their hand, reaching their microphones towards Jian Qing, while the bright lights from their cameras kept flashing.

Jian Qing’s icy gaze fixed on the reporters blocking her path. Suddenly, the temperature around them plummeted. Even the warm sunlight couldn’t thaw the frosty look in her eyes.

She snapped her slender fingers, emitting a crisp sound.

Slap.

The reporters immediately quieted down, Jian Qing’s exquisite face reflected in their eyes.

Jian Qing’s lips curled into a sharp smile, “Song Corporation has officially been acquired by JK International. As of today, the Song Corporation no longer exists in Beijing.”

Her cold voice resounded, a heavy blow landing in everyone’s hearts.

The reporters widened their eyes, their faces expressing disbelief.

Song Corporation was acquired by JK International?

How could this be? How could Song Corporation be acquired by JK International within such a short span of time?

And wasn’t it said that Quan Jingwu is still in a coma? Could it be that he’s awake now?

“That’s not true, she’s lying.”

Behind her, a shrill voice interrupted.

Jian Qing, hearing the familiar voice, her eyes growing colder.

The reporters turned to look. Supported by her Secretary, Song Xirou was quickly approaching. As she got closer, her tragic state came into full view.

Sssh.

Her disheveled hair, swollen cheeks, looked just like someone who had been abused.

The reporters, sensing a smell of gossip, swiftly moved their cameras and microphones towards Song Xirou.

“Miss Song, could you tell us how you got hurt like this?”