Mrs Fox Heinous Revenge: Can You Love A Villainess like Me?
Chapter 275: Timely Ruin

Chapter 275: Timely Ruin

Taken aback, horror set over Mrs Jiang’s face upon hearing what the man wanted from her. She almost flew from her feet, her expression horrified as if she had just seen a murder taking place right in front of her face. She tried to pull her smile though it failed to appear over her face as a proper smile.

"Boss Yan, what do you mean?" She tried to hide her shock with her demure voice but Boss Yan could tell the shock and displeasure on her face.

As a man who had always been allowed to do what he wished as he had the money to do so, Boss Yan was never said "no" by a woman. One can expect how he would react when he saw how Madam Jiang’s expression appeared to be unhappy by his request. With a discriminating smile he narrowed his eyes to Madam Jiang, pointing his finger toward her, "Why do you look so shock Jiang?" He then hummed, "Haven’t I always do what you want? Yet with just a simple request I have asked you, you are displeased by it and refuse me?"

Mrs. Jiang’s lips twitched, trying to pull themselves into a smile, but her skin was already drained of color. She clasped her hands tightly in front of her, the grip so tight her knuckles had turned white.

"Boss Yan, it’s not that I refuse~" she began carefully, her voice measured, "But you must understand that this is not the kind of thing I can decide on a whim. It involves NianNian and she has a fiance! Fiance, you see. I can’t just tell her to meet someone she isn’t familiar with."

Boss Yan let out a mocking chuckle and slowly leaned back in his leather chair, crossing one leg over the other. His sharp eyes glinted with an annoyed warning as being denied was enough to set him to edges. The quick shift in the mood made Mrs Jiang more fearful than anything else as she had also noticed how Mr Jiang wasn’t only unhappy, he wasn’t going to accept the word "no" coming from her.

"You have a husband Jiang and what difference does it make? These days I have realized that when you give a woman far too much affection and grew lenient towards them, they will eventually drain you until you are left with nothing. This makes me quite unhappy you see. I have held women many more than I could remember but whenever I ask them to fulfill my request they all refuse it. When they were the one who would always beg for new gifts and rewards from me and how is that fair?"

Mrs Jiang’s face paled. Paled as even though she had just took this opportunity for a few weeks now, she had been gifted more than her current husband, Mr Jiang, had ever given to her. A new house, more money than she could count, expensive bags and designer items. That didn’t even consider the land that was bought under her name for just sleeping with Boss Yan a few times.

Though the man’s face was as disgusting as her husband, the reward she had reaped from him was much more than her husband could ever dreamt of giving her. She knew that she needed to keep Boss Yan under her palms for her to continue this luxurious lifestyle but to ask for her daughter?

How could she agree with it?!

She recalled Canary’s warning, reminding her that although it’s true that this job was particularly easier, it’s not for everyone.

Canary had also reminded her of how there were many mothers who had eventually gave up on their daughter and sold her instead to be in the favor of the man they are trying to please.

But how could she agree with this? Jiang NianNian is her daughter but also another one of her investment. Just like MengYao, she had raised the two by giving them the best opportunities they could afford, to make sure that they could flourish by marrying an even wealthier partner. Jiang NianNian was planned to marry a wealthy young master, one that could guarantee their family would be richer than anyone else and for that she needed a flawless image in the high society. Selling her body for an old man would ruin her life for good and her image would be remembered as nothing more than a prostitute!

The clearer her mind became, the more obvious her disgust and disagreement shown on her face, enough for Boss Yan to see it so clearly. His upset expression was clear and his eyes narrowing even further as he pointed, "I realize that you owe me more than just favors, Jiang. I realize I’ve been far too generous with you over the few weeks. So generous, in fact, that you’ve forgotten who exactly holds your precious little reputation in his hand."

Mrs. Jiang stiffened.

"You see, I don’t like being made a fool of," Boss Yan continued, his tone annoyed now, more dangerous. "And I certainly don’t like seeing that look on your face, like I’ve just asked you to slaughter your own child. Tsk. Don’t be so dramatic. It’s just a meeting, I won’t be forcing her to do anything and if she refuses, I would not touch her, good isn’t it?"

Mrs. Jiang swallowed, the dryness in her throat making it nearly impossible to speak. She felt dizzy as her head reeled with all the informations she had just accepted. Her heart pounded violently in her chest, enough to make her stomach turn and her throat burn in acid. She had walked through a beautiful life the past few weeks, once where she felt power for the first time. There was a time where this indulgence and self interest makes her reflect but the benefits she had reaped was far too tempting for her to ever choose another way of making money.

Though the benefit that dangles in front of her makes her mouth water, she couldn’t let Jiang NianNian, her daughter to ruin her life.

"Boss Yan, please," Her voice trembled, shaking while she tries to make it sound pleasing to the ears. "She’s still a child in many ways. She wouldn’t understand what to do and she might say something, do something rash. It would draw attention, gossip. You know how these things would spiral badly out of hands. It would ruin your image as well," she placed her hands on top on his fingers only to be swatted away.

Boss Yan scoffed, "Isn’t that where you’re supposed to come in and teach her a few things? Or are you telling me that I should also be the one to teach her manners?"

"No! No, of course not," she rushed, her hands rising in defense. "I’m only saying... if anyone sees it and were to misunderstand what’s happening, it could be damaging to both of you. To all of us."

He exhaled in annoyance, as if her excuses exhausted him. "You think I care about rumors from that flock of peacocks in high society?" His tone had grown cold, "You forgot who I am, Jiang. Haven’t you seen how I shushed everyone who mocked me? What can the whispers of a few pampered wives and their weak slop of a husband do to me?"

Mrs. Jiang pressed her lips tightly together. She dared not speak, not when Boss Yan was truly unhappy with every choices of her words.

Boss Yan stood slowly, walking over to the window. His voice came quieter now, more composed, but somehow even more terrifying such as a deadly threat.

"You owe me, Jiang. Not just the gifts. Not just the money. But your loyalty. I chose you out of all the useless women who threw themselves at me. It’s not that you were the one who chose me. I was the one who had chosen you. I picked you to entertain me and that means I can also choose to let you go. Specially when now, when I ask for the smallest thing, something that might benefit your daughter in ways you clearly do not understand, you hesitate."

Mrs. Jiang’s mouth fell open slightly. "Benefit?"

Boss Yan turned his head slowly, one brow arching. "You think her marrying some delicate young master will give her power? Security?" He laughed. "That boy’s family could fall in a day if I so willed it. But if she gets close to me and earns my favor, or learn how to please me, she would be untouchable, enough for her to live a life others can only dream of in their wildest dream. What I give her in a week, that boy wouldn’t even give her in their entire marriage till old age."

Mrs. Jiang’s stomach turned. "She’s not.. NianNian isn’t that kind of girl."

Boss Yan’s smile returned, "That’s what makes her interesting."

Silence stretched for a long moment. The air between them grew heavy, thick with unspoken consequences.

Then he walked back toward her slowly, stopping just a breath away from her trembling form.

"I’ll give you two days," he said softly, brushing a strand of hair from her face in a mockingly tender gesture. "Two days to convince her to have dinner with me. A meal. No promises, no pressure." He tilted his head. "Unless you’d rather me tell your husband how you managed to buy that lovely new house in the city?"

Mrs. Jiang’s breath caught in her throat. Nervous as now she wasn’t only asked or requested by threatened to do what he wants.

Boss Yan smiled wider, satisfied with the silence as it meant as a yes. Madam Jiang didn’t want to lose her reputation and he knows what to do to control women like her who lives by others’ validations.

"Two days, Jiang. Don’t disappoint me."

And with that, he turned and left the room, his footsteps echoing like a countdown to her timely ruin.