Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 796 - 796 782 Suicide (3) _1

Chapter 796: 782, Suicide (3) _1 Chapter 796: 782, Suicide (3) _1 Jian Qing’s gaze hardened, her eyes cold and sharp. “Song Xirou, your jealousy is truly nauseating. You and a man like Qiao Hai are a perfect match. Now the Song family’s downfall seems to be imminent, you might as well consider seeking refuge with him.”

“Ah.” Hearing Qiao Hai’s name, Song Xirou violently shook her head. “Shut up! Do not mention that pervert, don’t.”

Watching her hysterical behavior, a mocking, dark color flickered within Xiya’s eyes.

What goes around comes around.

It seems that scumbag Qiao Hai has left quite an indelible shadow on her.

Jian Qing continued, “Song Xirou, if you don’t want your family to suffer with you, you better answer my questions truthfully from now on.”

“Jian Qing, if you have the guts, come at me. But if you dare touch my family, I will never let you off!” Song Xirou struggled fiercely but was pinned down by the man in black.

The tips of the grass pricked her knees, causing a slight sting. She looked at Jian Qing, her eyes full of deep-seated hatred. “Jian Qing, you won’t always be so lucky. You won’t.”

“Who is the person collaborating with you? Remember, I want the truth. If you dare to lie even once, I’ll chop off one of your fingers. Try me if you don’t believe me.”

Almost simultaneously, the man in black drew a dagger, its sharp blade reflecting a spine-chilling light in the sunshine.

Song Xirou clenched her fingers, a flicker of fear in her eyes. “Jian Qing, what you’re doing is illegal, you can’t do this to me.”

Jian Qing stared at her contemptuously, her voice cold. “My patience is running thin. If I don’t hear the answer I want within three seconds, I’ll be forced to chop off one of your fingers.”

“Three.”

“Two.”

Xiya picked up the countdown, cheerfully counting.

“One.”

“I’ll talk, I’ll talk.” The moment the dagger touched her skin, Song Xirou yelled in panic, her back drenched in sweat.

Xiya scoffed, seemingly disappointed.

Boring.

“The man in black came to me, he said he had a way to eliminate you, he told me to distract Quan Jingwu while you were getting kidnapped. He just wanted me to slow down Jingwu for half an hour by using the car accident,” Song Xirou blurted out, catching her breath.

Who would’ve thought that the car accident only managed to delay Jingwu for less than ten minutes. Every time she thinks about it, she feels like puking.

“Did you get a clear look at him? How did you get in touch with them?” Jian Qing asked, her gaze deepening.

Song Xirou shook her head. “No, he was wearing a mask with fangs. I never contacted him directly, he was the one who always called me. When I tried calling him later, it was always a disconnected number.”

“What else did he say?”

“Nothing more, I was just following his orders, I really don’t know anything beyond that.”

Xiya gave a mocking snort, “You claim to know nothing, so why did he choose you?”

Song Xirou was filled with regret. “He said that once the car accident happened, our Song family, being a prestigious family in Beijing, would help him by creating confusion after the incident.”

“What a well-calculated plan,” Jian Luo sneered.

Jian Qing glanced at her, “Let her go.”

The man in black loosened his grip, and Song Xirou got up, scrambling and rolling.

“Get out,” Jian Qing commanded coldly.

Catching a glimpse of the dagger in the man’s hand, Song Xirou did not dare to linger and hurriedly ran out.

Watching her retreating figure, Xiya asked in confusion, “Jian, you’re letting her off just like that?”

“Of course not.” Jian Qing’s eyebrows furrowed, “With her temper, she won’t let Qiao Hai off, and this recording alone is enough to ruin her.”

With that, she pulled a cell phone out of her pocket and handed it to Jian Luo.

“Luo, edit this. The rest is up to you.”

Jian Luo smiled in understanding, “Got it.”

Xiya looked at the Jian Qing before her, a faint smile on her face.

The current Jian really seems to be angry now.

When Jian Qing is truly angered, she won’t let a person go easily, instead, she would slowly torture them, allowing them to experience desperate despair before dying.

As expected by Jian Qing, Song Xirou headed directly to the Qiao Group after leaving Shijin Haoting, just in time to run into Qiao Hai leaving the company.

Seeing Qiao Hai surrounded by secretaries and assistants, Song Xirou was consumed by rage and rushed forth.

“Qiao Hai, you bastard!”

The sharp sound of her voice was quite abrupt, drawing everyone’s attention.

Before Qiao Hai could even react, Song Xirou had already stormed up to him.

His expression slightly darkened, he waved his hand, signaling his secretaries and assistants to back off.

“Song Xirou, why are you here?”

“Qiao Hai, I want to talk with you.” Song Xirou spoke, her eyes filled with malevolence while her face remained expressionless.

“I don’t have time,” responded Qiao Hai impatiently.

“Just five minutes is enough. If you don’t agree, I’ll announce here that you sexually assaulted me,” Song Xirou whispered.

With a frown, Qiao Hai dragged her behind a column.

Giving a side glance to the continuously peering employees, impatiently, he asked, “What is it? Be quick.”

A cruel smile twisted at the corner of Song Xirou’s mouth. From her bag, she quickly yanked out a dagger and without blinking an eye, plunged it into him.

“Qiao Hai, you can go to hell.”

In a fraction of a second, the clear sound of the blade slicing into flesh could be heard.

Qiao Hai looked down at the blood gushing from his stomach, his face going pale. “You…”

“Qiao Hai, you’re getting what you deserve. This is what you owe me.” Song Xirou released her grip and turned to run.

“Catch her, catch…” Holding his stomach, Qiao Hai staggered out, catching the attention of everyone in the office at the sight of the dagger protruding from his abdomen.

“Mr. Qiao.” The secretary rushed to support him, turning to the security guards at the entrance, “Catch her, quickly catch her.”

Just as she reached the entrance, the security guards caught Song Xirou. Seeing Qiao Hai on the ground, a crazed laugh flashed across her face.

“Qiao Hai, you deserved it, you deserved it!”

“Quick, call an ambulance.”

Soon, the Qiao Group was in total chaos.

The news of Qiao Hai being stabbed by Song Xirou quickly spread like wildfire. Song Xirou was apprehended and taken back to the police station, and Song Yi and his wife rushed to the station to get an update on the situation.

Before anyone could recover from the shock of this news, a recording leaked online involving Song Xirou, not only clearing the air about the car accident being intentional but also revealing her collusion with others to kidnap Jian Qing.

New developments cropped up one after another, leaving the public overwhelmed.

While Song Yi and his wife were busy searching for a lawyer for Song Xirou, they were shocked to receive news the following day of her suicide in prison.

The moment this news leaked, the entire city of Beijing began to stir.

In the evening, Jian Luo returned looking haggard.

The living room was brightly lit. Having finished dinner, Jian Qing was coming out of the dining room.

“Sis, I checked it out. Song Xirou had a wound on her forehead. Everyone in the prison said she committed suicide by hitting her head,” Jian Luo said, taking off his coat.

Hearing this, Jian Qing’s eyes darkened subtly.

Song Xirou wasn’t the type to commit suicide.