The Domineering Love: The Little Wife of the Expensive CEO

"After all, Miss Qiao and Mr. Chong had an engagement before, so it's too heartless to be so now..."

If it were any other time, Chong Jianzhi would have responded calmly, but he did feel guilty towards Qiao Xing, and he took the guests' words to heart and was actually a little touched.

Qiao Li just stood not far away and watched his sister do things.

He didn't care that Qiao Xing would ruin the birthday party, he just wanted to see what choice Chong Jianzhi would make.

Only Nie Zheng could see Chong Jianzhi's dilemma at the moment.

Qiao Xing’s depression is also a concern for Chong Jianzhi.

"Jianzhi, it's you who made me become like this, you can't just ignore me..."

Chong Jianzhi rarely felt so hesitant, so he gently squeezed Nie Zheng's hand under the table.

"I'll take you back."

This silent threat finally succeeded again.

Nie Zheng looked at the smug look on Qiao Xing's face. In sharp contrast was Chong Jianzhi beside her. He had a cold face. Although no emotion could be seen, Nie Zheng knew that he was in deep distress.

Watching the two people's backs getting farther and farther away, Qiao Xing clung to Chong Jianzhi and said in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft: "Don't leave tonight, stay with me, okay?"

"Wait a moment."

I didn't want to do this at Qiao Li's birthday party, but Qiao Xing was really going too far.

Nie Zheng walked quickly forward amid everyone's surprised gazes. Her high heels rubbed her feet a little and her ankles ached slightly, but that was nothing compared to the pain in her heart.

There was no way I could watch Chong Jianzhi leave with Qiao Xing.

Nie Zheng walked behind the two of them and ripped off the ribbon on Qiao Xing's wrist.

The woman who had just been rescued after attempting to commit suicide by cutting her wrists some time ago now had no wounds on her wrists.

"Miss Qiao, can you explain what's going on?"

"What do you mean?"

Qiao Xing was visibly panicked, she quickly snatched the ribbon and tied it around herself again.

"If... you were injured, why don't you have any scars?"

Under interrogation, Qiao Xing played with the ribbon on his wrist, suddenly looked up at Nie Zheng fiercely, took out a wet wipe from his bag, and wiped his exposed wrist.

Under the thick foundation, there is actually a shallow scar.

"Are you satisfied?"

Nie Zheng was stunned. The situation was beyond her expectations. Qiao Xing actually had a scar on his wrist...

Something was wrong. All signs showed that Qiao Xing was not depressed at all. How could she really cut her wrists?

"Also, are the medicines you take really antidepressants?"

Qiao Xing was stunned and subconsciously covered her bag. That action made Nie Zheng more certain that Qiao Xing was feeling guilty.

The guests around also became interested and started whispering to each other, wanting to see what was going on.

Who is lying?

Qiao Li finally couldn't stand it anymore and came over to smooth things over: "Xiao Xing, go home first, leave this to me."

The woman being questioned became more and more agitated. She took the shoulder bag off her arm, took out the medicine from the bag, and poured them all onto the ground.

There happened to be a doctor among the guests nearby, who was eager to watch the fun. He walked out of the crowd, picked up the medicine and sent it for testing.

"It usually takes three to five days to get the results, but since my family owns the hospital, we can expedite the process and get the answer in half an hour."

This half-hour wait was extremely torturous, and Nie Zheng's heart was beating fast. The doctor just took only one look at the medicine and concluded that it couldn't be vitamin C.

But if that’s not vitamin C, then what is in the medicine bottle?

Half an hour later, the doctor received a feedback call about the ingredients of the drug.

"The main ingredient of this drug is paroxetine hydroxyethyl ester. There is nothing wrong with it. It is a common drug for treating depression and anxiety."

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding guests were immediately in an uproar.

"What's going on? When someone is sick, you insist that they are faking it. When someone takes medicine, you say it's not medicine. Isn't this unfair to Miss Qiao Xing?"

With the evidence right in front of them, Nie Zheng suddenly became the target of public criticism. Everyone blamed her for having no sympathy and said she shouldn't be so aggressive.

Qiao Xing had the upper hand, and now he felt even more aggrieved. His tearful appearance actually looked quite pitiful.

"I know you don't like me, but you can't accuse me like this. Who would joke about their own health?"

Looking at this pitiful woman in front of her, Nie Zheng always felt that she was wearing a mask, playing the role of a victim in the crowd.

"Alright, alright, let's all go."

Qiao Li waved his hand to disperse the guests who were still watching the fun, picked up the ribbon that had fallen on the ground and handed it to Qiao Xing.

"Let's go back."

Chong Jianzhi pulled Qiao Xing's arm and prepared to take her out of the banquet hall.

"elder brother……"

"Let's talk about it when we get back."

The tone was very harsh, and Nie Zheng could hear it. Chong Jianzhi, like everyone else, did not believe himself at all.

When leaving, Qiao Xing passed by Nie Zheng and whispered in her ear: "For Jianzhi, I can do anything."

Looking at the backs of the two people leaving, Nie Zheng began to doubt for the first time whether she had wronged Qiao Xing?

"No way, absolutely impossible."

Bai Chaochao slammed the table and reacted violently.

"But she really does have a scar on her wrist, and the medicine in the bottle hasn't been swapped at all."

"Zheng Zheng, believe me. I really saw her change the medicine with my own eyes, and I also heard her conversation with the psychiatrist with my own ears."

Nie Zheng rubbed her hair in annoyance: "I really saw a ghost today."

"Don't worry, I still have a way."

Nie Zheng shook her head: "Forget it..."

"What's going on with you? How can you just let it go? Are you just going to let her lie to you like this?"

Nie Zheng lay on the table with a look of despair on her face. She was deflated, not because of anything else, but because of Chong Jianzhi's attitude.

In the banquet hall, Chong Jianzhi didn't even turn his head. He didn't believe what he said at all.

We agreed that we would talk when we got back if there was anything, but he hasn't come back yet.

"Let's analyze it." Bai Chaochao took out a piece of paper and two pens seriously, "Is there a possibility that Qiao Xing actually knew that we were investigating her, and she replaced the fake medicine with the real one just in case."

"...But what about the scar on her hand?" Recalling what Xiao Xing said to her in the afternoon, Nie Zheng told Bai Chaochao her guess in disbelief, "She told me in the afternoon that she would do anything for my brother. Maybe she really cut herself."

We can only wait for more clues to emerge to find out the truth of the matter.

At the agreed time, Bai Chaochao went to the psychological clinic again.

Last time she heard it but didn't record it, this time she came prepared.

There was a pen holder for storage on the psychologist's desk. Bai Chaochao chose the right moment and put the prepared recorder into the pen holder.

The recorder looks like an ordinary pen and you can't tell it's there unless you look closely.

She was confident that she would be able to find the clue this time.

Of course, she did not tell Nie Zheng about this plan.

Thinking that everything was perfect, Bai Chaochao acted with the psychologist for an hour and then picked up her bag and said goodbye.

Just then an accident happened.

"Ms. Bai, what is your purpose in coming to my clinic?"

Bai Chaochao thought her plan was flawless, and when she was discovered, she even thought she had heard it wrong.

"What do you mean?"