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But Jiang Qing was no longer the fragile girl she had been when she first arrived; now, isolated and unsupported, she had become increasingly stubborn.
She faced him with cold eyes, her expression as if she were preparing for a fierce battle, ready to risk everything at any moment, which was truly off-putting.
Years later, after his father passed away, he inherited the company. His mother’s long-planned scheme finally came to fruition as she ascended to the position of actual power within the Song family.
She embraced him tightly, tears streaming down her face. "Moting, my son, we have finally made it."
He kept his promise and married Chen Yan, giving her the best of everything he could offer. Meanwhile, Jiang Qing was said to be sent off to a remote subsidiary by their mother.
Jiang Qing inherited her mother's stunning beauty, and when that subsidiary learned of it, they were overjoyed and quickly expressed their full support for headquarters. For some reason, as he looked at those flattering emails, he couldn't help but think of the expensive jewelry he had carefully chosen for Chen Yan.
Yet Jiang Qing only deserved those insincere compliments. The growing irritation within him led him to drown his sorrows in alcohol at the office.
In a daze, he saw Jiang Qing enter the room barefoot, wearing that Tiffany necklace. In an instant, his rationality crumbled, and certain unspeakable things happened just like that.
Her resistance was as hard as stone, yet it always stirred his most primal desire for possession within him. Ultimately, he repeated his father's mistakes, betraying Chen Yan while growing increasingly disgusted with Jiang Qing.
Later on, they had a child.
Song Moting felt a flicker of joy inside; this was his first child. She named the baby Yingying—did she perhaps wish for a girl? Well, a girl would be fine too.
He secretly arranged for her to give birth in private but was still found out by his mother, who sent someone to deal with the child.
"What use is a bastard?"
"That is not a bastard; that is the bloodline of the Song family—my flesh and blood!"
"Hmph, something that cannot see the light of day—what good will it do to bring it into this world? Do you intend to give Jiang Qing a legitimate status?"
"Why should that be a problem?!"
"You, you ungrateful wretch! Have you forgotten how we, mother and son, came to this point?"
"Mother, you should rest. I have my own plans for the company."
It was the first time he had ever contradicted her, all for Jiang Qing.
After losing her child, her gaze towards him was as calm as still water, yet it concealed a deep-seated hatred.
Their relationship had never been harmonious since childhood, but this time, an insurmountable chasm had formed between them.
Some time later, at her birthday banquet, he was pushed onto the stage to give a speech. Watching him shine with confidence and brilliance up there filled Song Moting with secret delight, and he hoped to reconcile with her that night.
However, he soon learned that the charm he displayed on stage was merely for a security guard.
The moment he witnessed them embracing, fury surged within him as if a treasured possession he had cherished for years had been stolen.
He immediately ordered the arrest of that security guard but in the chaos saw Jiang Qing injured.
In a panic, he rushed over without a second thought.
"Jiang Qing!!!"
He employed some tactics and finally made this stubborn woman submit to him as he wished.
He chose to forgive her betrayal, granting her an executive position and even arranging an oversized office for her despite everyone's objections.
Six days later, she returned to work. This time, they would start anew; they would have another child together.
Song Moting found it puzzling why Jiang Qing always felt so inferior.
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