Chapter 8 Help me get a divorce when I get one thing done
The woman in front of her was very different from what she had seen a few days ago, her face was haggard, her lips were white without a trace of blood, and her hair was messy and withered over her shoulders.
It's like a beautiful puppet that has lost its soul, the walking dead.
"Madam, why are youβ" Auntie was anxious and pulled her wrist, "Madam, let's go and clean up ourselves first, and then go to see the young master." β
Jiang Ya's expression remained unchanged, and she let her aunt pull her downstairs and drag her into the bathroom, tossing and turning, and when she came out, she looked in the mirror, and the aunt breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction.
"Madame is so beautiful. No wonder the young master likes you so much. β
Jiang Ya sensitively focused on the second half of the sentence, shook his head for a while, and laughed at himself for being too easily shaken, and others could figure it out with an understatement.
She was pushed out of the palatial European-style villa by her aunt, a Rolls-Royce was parked at the door, and the driver in a suit and leather shoes thoughtfully opened the rear door: "Madam, please." β
Murong Cheng is not there?
"The young master is already waiting for Madame in the clubhouse."
Jiang Ya chuckled, this driver is really considerate enough.
She got into the sedan and made her way to a castle with Baroque architecture.
Although Jiang Ya is Murong Cheng's wife, she rarely attends events after marriage, and she has never seen such a spacious and gorgeous club scene, and she was a little shocked for a while.
But the sedan didn't stop at the entrance, but turned straight up the winding mountain road and stopped in front of a smaller, ornate castle.
"The young master is waiting for you inside." The driver opened the door for her.
Jiang Ya hummed and followed his entourage into the castle, all the way to the hall on the second floor.
"Madame, please."
Jiang Ya nodded, and walked in a little crampedly, until he reached the last glass door.
"Brother-in-law, the old lady asked me to come."
"Brother-in-law, if you see how good I look, let me accompany you to this event."
Brother-in-law?!
Jiang Ya reflected and smiled bitterly, it turned out to be his kind, beautiful and generous sister.
She hadn't divorced yet, so she came over and hooked up with her brother-in-law.
The door was pushed open, Jiang Ya crossed her arms and looked at the two inside, Murong Cheng was wearing the transparent buttons of her shirt, and her good sister Jiang Xu's hands were resting on the man's broad shoulders, with a charming smile.
"Here we are." Murong Cheng turned his head to see her, and then walked in her direction, with a long and straight body and a handsome face.
Jiang Xu's hand naturally fell into the air, and he stood there a little embarrassed.
"Am I bothering you?" Jiang Ya hooked the corners of his mouth.
Jiang Xu pursed his lips and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Sister, yesβit was the old lady who called me." β
Jiang Ya sneered, what are you pretending?
This good half-sister of hers, from childhood to adulthood, as long as it is what she Jiang Ya likes, whether it is a doll or a beautiful dress, she will not let it go.
If you can't get it, you will rob it, and even men have not escaped this law.
"Oh, really?" Jiang Ya saw that Murong Cheng's eyebrows were a little irritated and arranged the bow tie of the suit in the mirror, and slowly walked to Jiang Xu.
"Since my sister is so compelled, let's go back, it's good to have me here."
"Mother-in-law, I'll explain it to her."
Jiang Ya smiled and showed the identity of the young grandmother, Jiang Xu's face suddenly sank, his fingers clenched the hem of his skirt, and he gritted his teeth and fought back: "Sister, but I heard from my mother-in-law that you are no longer the young grandmother of the Murong family." β
"Moreover, my mother-in-law likes me very much, so she specially called me over."
Jiang Ya choked, held her breath in her chest, and in the face of her sister's provocative smile, she didn't know how to fight back.
Indeed, she said that to the old lady, and the divorce was also proposed by herself.
The person on the other side smiled even brighter, and the little face was delicate and beautiful.
It is a beauty that no man can avoid.
Jiang Ya suddenly thought, any man-
Will Murong Cheng also surrender?
In the next second, her shoulders were hugged, and the whole person was dragged backwards, and her back was against her chest, which was as strong as a wall.
The man chuckled in her ear, holding her thin shoulders with one hand and smiling loosely into his trouser pocket with the other.
"I don't like it."
"Slow down and don't send it."
After Jiang Xu stomped his feet away, Jiang Ya pushed away the man beside him, frowned and said, "Mr. Murong, I don't know what you want me to do for you?" β
Murong Cheng clapped his palms, and soon a waiter walked in and picked up the silver tray, which was a small box with exquisite and beautiful packaging.
Murong Cheng took it and handed it to Jiang Ya with an expressionless face.
Jiang Ya opened it and looked at it, and was stunned for a moment.
"It'sβ"
It's the ring she designed three years ago β nickname.
Jiang Ya is a top designer in the jewelry industry, often attending various jewelry events, so he met the young and promising president Murong Cheng.
Love gave her endless and gentle inspiration, and she designed this ring with a unique shape and a clear meaning when she was engaged to Murong Cheng.
The nickname is taken from their name.
It's just that after she gave the manuscript to Murong Cheng, she stopped designing it because of her marriage, and Ya Cheng was also missing.
I didn't expect to see the finished product here.
"Mr. Jackson, an American jewelry tycoon, liked this ring very much, and he said that he would like it even more if he could know the story behind the nickname, and was willing to invest hundreds of millions of assets in us."
Jiang Ya's eyes stared deeply at the nickname in the box, and Nie Dong's lips: "You want me to persuade Mr. Jackson to help you get this contract." β
Murong Cheng snorted: "No one understands the meaning behind it better than the designer of the nickname. β
Jiang Ya's heart trembled, and he handed the box back to Murong Cheng, stabilizing his emotions before looking up at him.
"Okay, I'll help you get the contract."
"But, as long as I do this, you will give me a divorce settlement."
Murong Cheng put the small box in his trouser pocket and smiled calmly: "Naturally, Jiang Ya, this is your last value, and it is also the last chance to make amends for the Murong family." β
Jiang Ya nodded patiently: "Of course." I'll take advantage of it. β
The eyes of the two met in the air, and neither avoided them, trying to swallow each other into the whirlpool under their eyes.
"Young Master." Xiao Liu knocked on the door and walked in, carrying a tin foil bag in his hand.
Murong Cheng took the tin foil bag and threw it to Jiang Ya: "Go inside and change it." β
Jiang Ya held the tin foil bag and said hesitantly: "But my size-"
Murong Cheng turned around: "Quasi." β
When Jiang Ya heard this, her face was slightly red, and she walked into the inner room with a paper bag.
When Jiang Ya came out again, he saw Xiao Liu's amazing gaze, and the man who was sitting on the sofa with his back to her slowly turned around, and saw that she was not surprised, but only looked up and down.
That look - as if to check whether an item is qualified.
Jiang Ya felt very uncomfortable, she hugged her arms and asked a little uncomfortably, "Isn't it beautiful?" β