Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master's Wife-Chasing Strategy

Inside the apartment…

Before Song Jingren could react, Jiang Zhiqiang had already punched him. He staggered and fell to the ground.

When he wanted to struggle again, Jiang Zhiqiang had already taken a step forward and straddled him. His fists fell on him like torrential rain.

“Dad!” Jiang Fengya hastily ran over and tried to pull the two away.

“Damn, didn’t you call him Dad? I’ve never raised an ingrate like you!”

Only then did Song Jingren realize that this person was Jiang Fengya’s foster father.

She had once mentioned to him that this person was a gambler who had frequently abused her mother and forced her to jump into a river to commit suicide. The police had intervened and confirmed that he had been abusing her and her mother for a long time and had locked him up for a period of time. He had probably just been released.

“Dad!” Jiang Fengya reached out and hugged Jiang Zhiqiang’s arm.

He slapped her backhandedly, grabbed her neck directly, and pinned her against the wall roughly. “You ungrateful little slut! You’re as bad as your mother. You even got that f*cking brat to hit me? I’ll beat you to death today!”

Jiang Zhiqiang was violent to begin with, so he was very heavy-handed with her. He had been beaten up badly by Fu Yuxiu last time, so he naturally had to vent his anger on Jiang Fengya.

The fingers around her neck slowly tightened.

Jiang Fengya was petite and delicate. Her hands kept smacking his arms, but he didn’t budge.

His fingers were strangling her throat, making it difficult for her to breathe. Her red face swelled, and her mouth was open, unable to utter a single word.

“Ugh—” She couldn’t breathe anymore.

“Bastard!” Song Jingren got up from the ground and wrapped his arms around him.

Jiang Fengya took the opportunity to struggle free and leaned against the wall. Her legs went weak as she fell to the ground. She touched her neck and kept coughing. If he had used more force, she would definitely have been strangled to death.

Meanwhile, Jiang Zhiqiang and Song Jingren were already fighting.

Song Jingren had been part of high society for half his life, so he was naturally not a match for this kind of ruffian. He was beaten to the ground in a few moves.

“You want to hit me? F*ck, I’ll cripple you.” When Jiang Zhiqiang thought about how his wife had made him a cuckold, a fire burned in his heart, and it was getting hotter and hotter.

“You’re courting death.

“I raised your daughter for so many years, but that bitch refused to tell me who her biological father was. I’ve finally found you…”

When he thought of how he had been made a cuckold and had raised someone else’s daughter all these years, Jiang Zhiqiang directly raised his leg and kicked Song Jingren’s crotch.

Song Jingren was caught off guard and nearly fainted from the pain.

Jiang Fengya was panting heavily and hiding in a corner, not daring to move.

When she was young, she had personally experienced her foster father’s violence. Her body instinctively shivered, and she didn’t dare to take half a step forward.

“F*ck you! F*ck you, you f*cking bastard!” Jiang Zhiqiang lost control and bellowed. He raised his leg and kicked him ruthlessly.

Song Jingren curled up his body to protect a certain spot. He was in so much pain that his whole body was covered in cold sweat.

All the energy in his body seemed to have been drained. His limbs were weak, and he couldn’t resist at all.

Only when Jiang Zhiqiang felt comfortable after beating him up did he lift him off the floor. “You’re Song Jingren, right? You can f*cking acknowledge your daughter, but you have to give me the money I spent on her all these years.”

Jiang Fengya’s body shrank. “I’ve never spent your money! You only know how to gamble! When have you not taken money from the family instead? When have I ever spent a single cent of your money?!”

“Damn bitch! How dare you talk back to me?” Jiang Zhiqiang glared at her ferociously. “If I hadn’t provided you with food, you would have had to go begging a long time ago!”

“I don’t have money,” Song Jingren said weakly.

“Don’t f*cking lie to me.” Jiang Zhiqiang didn’t believe him.

“My company went bankrupt. I really don’t have money.”

“A broken ship still has three thousand nails. You don’t have money? Let me tell you something. If you don’t give me the money today, I’ll kill you.”

Song Jingren hurriedly panted as an idea flashed across his mind…

“I can still get money. As long as you help me, I can give you money.”

“Help you?”

“Let go of me first.” Song Jingren patted the back of his hand.

Hearing that there was money to take, Jiang Zhiqiang let go.

“I really don’t have money, but my ex-wife does. It’s just that I can’t see her now. As long as you help me get my daughter here, she will definitely show up. At that time, even if you want ten million, she’ll give it to you.”

“You want me to kidnap someone?” Jiang Zhiqiang frowned. “This is f*cking illegal. I’m not doing it.”

“What kidnap? I’m her father. What’s wrong with me wanting to see her?”

“Why don’t you find her yourself?” Jiang Zhiqiang clapped his hands and sat on the sofa.

“She ran off as soon as she saw me. I couldn’t touch her at all.”

“You’re asking me to get her here, but if they call the police, won’t I be the one getting into trouble?” Jiang Zhiqiang was well aware that this was kidnapping.

“They won’t dare to call the police. Which rich person is willing to expose this kind of thing? In order to solve this kind of problem as soon as possible, they will collect however much money we want.”

When Jiang Zhiqiang heard this, he felt that it made sense. He picked up the leftover cigarette Song Jingren had dropped and took two puffs. “What does she look like?”

Song Jingren naturally kept Song Fengwan’s photos on him and immediately found them to show him.

Jiang Zhiqiang suddenly smiled. “Her? I’ve seen her before. I know her. Where is she? I’ll go there immediately.”

He was a gambler. Doing this for money was nothing at all.

Besides, Song Jingren just said that he might get 10 million yuan. It was impossible for him not to be tempted.

“She’s in Dong Fang Atelier. The location is…” Song Jingren immediately told him where Song Fengwan was. “She’ll leave for dinner in the evening. This is the only time you can make a move. If you’re any later, someone will definitely pick her up to go home. There’ll be no other way.”

“I know.” When Jiang Zhiqiang went out, he even took a box of Song Jingren’s cigarettes in passing.

***

When he left, the two people in the house heaved a sigh of relief.

“Dad, I’m sorry. I didn’t know he followed me.” Jiang Fengya’s face was full of tears.

Song Jingren sighed and reached out to cup the base of his thigh. The place he had been kicked still hurt like hell.

“But what you two are doing is kidnapping. It’s illegal.” Jiang Fengya looked worried. “If anyone finds out, you’ll both go to jail.”

“They won’t dare call the police unless they want Song Fengwan’s reputation to be ruined. If the media finds out that a girl has been kidnapped, who knows how they’ll report it.” Song Jingren limped and supported himself to sit down on the sofa.

“Qiao Aiyun swindled this money out of my hands in the first place. What does it matter if I get some of it back?

“I can’t stay in Yuncheng anymore. When I get the money, will you leave with me?”

Jiang Fengya was stunned. She lowered her head and didn’t speak.

She already started thinking.

Wouldn’t I be a fugitive if I leave with him?

I just started university, so I definitely don’t want to become a wanted criminal and hide everywhere I go. I’m only eighteen. In order to go to university and get rid of my foster father, I’ve already paid a lot. I can’t run my life here.

The father and daughter stayed in the apartment, but each of them harbored different motives.

***

Fu residence…

Sun Qionghua went out to shop for a long time before deciding on an apology gift. When she returned, it was already evening.

Night fell fast in winter. Around five o’clock, there was already dust outside.

As soon as she parked the car, she saw Fu Chen quickly walk out of the house.

“Third Brother, what a coincidence. I was about to call you out to go to the Qiao residence with me.” Sun Qionghua got out of the car with a smile. “You have to wait for me. I want to get changed.”

“Second Sister-in-Law, I have something urgent to attend to, so I’m leaving first.”

Before Sun Qionghua could speak again, Fu Chen had already gotten into the car. Qian Jiang drove the car extremely fast, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

“What’s wrong? Why is he in such a hurry?” This was the first time she had seen Fu Chen like this. In the past, he had been very calm no matter what happened. What was wrong?

But she had too many things on hand at the moment. Going overseas was a last-minute arrangement, and she had a lot of things to deal with. Although she felt that Fu Chen was acting abnormally, she didn’t have the energy to care at all.

At this moment, Fu Chen was sitting in the car and calling Yan Wangchuan.

He had someone keep an eye on Jiang Zhiqiang. After he left the apartment, he found a place to eat a bowl of noodles and started wandering outside. At close to five o’clock, he called a taxi, and the direction he was heading in was coincidentally toward where Song Fengwan was.

He had never been active in that area before. Fu Chen had to be wary if he suddenly went over.

“Hey.” Yan Wangchuan raised an eyebrow. They had always kept their connection a secret. He was surprised that Fu Chen called him at this time.

“Mr. Yan…” Fu Chen told him about the matter briefly. “I’m going to find Wanwan now. You keep an eye on Aunt Yun.”

“Okay, contact me if anything happens.” Yan Wangchuan frowned deeply. If Song Jingren dares to touch Wanean, he’ll really be courting death.