The boss is chasing after the chaebol’s ex-wife, but you can’t afford it

Xie Jinhuan felt as if he was being roasted on a raging fire. Every part of his body felt as if it was burning and aching.

"I'm sorry, but please rest assured, sir. I will definitely solve all the troubles in Shengjing!"

"It's really better spoken than sung."

Mu Xuerou sneered, "But since you became the chairman of Xie Group, you haven't accomplished anything once. Instead, you were beaten to the ground by Shen Jingjue and Tang Qiaoer."

Xie Jinhuan closed his red eyes, feeling so much hatred and unwillingness in his heart that his gums ached from biting his teeth.

"Mr. Xie, don't blame me for not reminding you. You'd better be able to properly resolve the hidden danger of Wen Qihan. This is the last chance that Mr. gives you."

The woman's voice was as cold as ice. "If you fail again, you know what the result will be."

Just as Xie Jinhuan opened his mouth, the call was hung up rudely.

Facing the pitch-black screen, he felt a chill all around him, as if he was falling into an icy abyss.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Xie Jinhuan was stunned for a moment, and after he answered, Secretary Tan walked in wearing a brand new suit and looking very happy.

"Mr. Xie, I have proposed to A Yan, and she agreed to marry me." Tan Le could not hide the joy in his eyes.

Xie Jinhuan's pale face made it difficult to discern his emotions. "Really? Congratulations."

Secretary Tan placed the wedding invitation in front of him respectfully:

"I have already chosen the time and place for the wedding. I sincerely hope that you can attend our wedding."

Xie Jinhuan picked up the invitation, glanced at the time on it, and spoke in a cold voice:

"Ah Le, I'm afraid I can't attend your wedding."

Secretary Tan's heart tightened, vaguely aware of something, and asked with concern:

"Mr. Xie, has something happened? If there is something wrong, just tell me. I can cancel the wedding, but I have to help you through this difficult time!"

"I understand your good intentions. You have followed me for ten years. I can't trust others, but I can trust you."

Xie Jinhuan's eyes rarely showed a trace of gentleness, "It's just that now is a time of trouble. Before Wen Qihan's problem is resolved, I don't have any mood."

Secretary Tan's face darkened. "Mr. Xie, if you have any instructions, just tell me!"

"Ask Lawyer Li to find some time in the next few days to meet with Wen Qihan."

Xie Jinhuan slowly stood up and walked to the window, standing with his back to the light, a chill lingering around him, "As long as we take his wife as a hostage and hold her firmly in our hands, Wen Qihan will take everything about me to his grave."

Secretary Tan nodded in agreement. After all, that man protected his wife as if her life were his own.

Although it is insidious, kidnapping a wife and children has been a tried and tested killer tactic since ancient times.

"Wen Qihan has killed several people. The police have already investigated him thoroughly. He is doomed."

Secretary Tan paused and lowered his voice, "But Mr. Xie, after Wen Qihan dies, what are you going to do with his wife?

I remember that you promised him before that no matter what happened, you would protect his woman..."

"Oh, when did I ever fulfill my promise?"

Xie Jinhuan smiled coldly, his dark eyes full of evil, "What's more, he contacted Shen Jingjue privately and was not loyal to me at all. For a person like this who is full of restless genes, he still expects me to take care of his funeral? It's wishful thinking."

"That's what you said."

Xie Jinhuan lowered his eyelids and took out an exquisite stainless steel box from his arms.

When it was opened, there was a syringe filled with medicine.

Secretary Tan looked at it carefully and said, "Mr. Xie, this medicine...wasn't it given to you by the master?"

"I said, this thing can come in handy at the critical moment." There was a dark and unfathomable light flashing in Xie Jinhuan's eyes.

……

As soon as Tang Qiaoer came out of the interrogation room, Shen Jingjue and Tang Feng immediately came to meet her.

"Qiaoqiao, what do you think?" Tang Feng was always more impatient.

But Shen Jingjue was neither hurried nor slow. He just gently put his strong arms around her somewhat stiff shoulders and accompanied her silently without saying a word.

Tang Qiaoer pursed her lips and said, "Although Wen Qihan didn't give in until the end, I can see that he has begun to waver.

But there hasn't been an opportunity to push him forward."

Shen Jingjue's eyes were heavy, "Qiao'er, what do we need to do now?"

After a brief silence, Tang Qiaoer said only one word:

"Wait."

Tang Feng was puzzled, "Waiting for what?"

"Wait until a certain venomous snake becomes guilty and gives us the opportunity to trap itself!" Tang Qiaoer exudes the demeanor of a king who is in control of everything.

"Can we just sit back and wait for something to happen? Besides, Xie Jinhuan is insidious and cunning. He always schemed ahead of us in the past. How could he be so foolish this time?" Tang Feng was still uneasy.

"But this time is different."

Tang Qiaoer took Shen Jingjue's broad hand, inserted her five slender white fingers into his fingers, and interlocked his fingers tightly, "This time, the initiative is in our hands.

As long as we control and protect Wen Qihan's safety, even if he prays to the gods, there will be nothing he can do."

"Qiao'er, I understand what you mean."

Shen Jingjue's gaze on the woman gradually became hotter and hotter. "In this world, everything can be calculated, but the only thing that cannot be calculated is the human heart."