Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

Such a simple request really surprised Zheng Yi.

"Any more?"

Yu Ling shook her head: "No more."

Under Zheng Yi's instructions, Secretary Wu Qing quickly handled everything clearly regarding opening the coffee shop.

Among the three alternative options, Yu Ling chose the location on the city’s pedestrian street.

From hard furnishings to soft furnishings, every facility in the cafe was personally selected by Yu Ling.

She started to become very busy and rarely showed up at home.

At first, no one cared whether Yu Ling was at home or not, but with the birth of Zheng Xinyun, Zheng Ting became increasingly dissatisfied when he saw his grandson being carried around by the housekeeper and servants every day.

One day three years ago, Yu Ling dressed up and prepared to go to work in the cafe.

As soon as she went downstairs, she saw Zheng Ting sitting on the sofa in the hall with his hands on a cane, obviously waiting for her.

Yu Ling felt a headache.

She shook her head at the housekeeper who was directing her, and walked towards the gate as if she had seen nothing.

"stop!"

Zheng Ting shouted.

He held on to his crutches, turned around shakily, and faced Yu Ling.

"Don't you see me?"

Yu Ling glanced at him anxiously and said calmly, "No."

Zheng Ting was furious at the blatant lie. He immediately asked the housekeeper to close the door and ordered all members of the Zheng family not to leave the house without his permission!

All members of the Zheng family?

Zheng Yi did not return home all night, Zheng Ting retired at home, and Zheng Xinyun was just a hungry baby.

Among all the members of the Zheng family, who else needs to go out except her?

Yu Ling, who had already accumulated too much dissatisfaction, immediately showed her attitude and asked, "Even Zheng Yi has never controlled me, so what right do you have to restrict my freedom?"

"Because you are Zheng Xinyun's mother!"

Mother?

How ridiculous.

She neither gave birth to him nor raised him.

Ever since he was brought back by Wu Qing, she had never even looked at the child.

Mother...ha.

Yu Ling's disdain was written all over her face. Seeing this, Zheng Ting snorted, "You know better than me how unattainable our Zheng family is in the eyes of ordinary people. It doesn't matter if you don't want to be the mother of my grandson. There are plenty of people who are willing to be."

Yu Ling stared at Zheng Ting in disbelief: "What do you mean?"

"I mean, wasn't what I said clear enough?"

Zheng Ting raised his head and looked at Yu Ling from head to toe.

"Once a woman reaches a certain age, no matter how well she dresses, she can't hide the smell of old age. You should stay at home and take care of my grandson. Stay out of the public and embarrass Zheng Yi."

Yu Ling clenched her hands tightly and asked with her last bit of reason: "If I stay at home, who will take care of my coffee shop?"

She has never done anything for herself since she married Zheng Yi.

After Zheng Ting suggested that Zheng Yi go out and find a woman to have a child, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep at night.

Finally, she thought of a way to relieve the pain.

She proposed it, and Zheng Yi agreed.

She did it, and felt less sad.

There is a saying that "good times don't last long", and she thought that after becoming a wealthy wife, this saying would never happen to her.

"Your shop?"

Zheng Ting looked at her with contempt.

"My son provided the capital, Wu Qing chose the location, and you just showed up during the renovation phase?"

Zheng Ting sneered.

"That's not your store. It's just the most inconspicuous dessert shop among the Zheng family's many businesses. Even if it's lost, it won't lose a cent."

In front of the housekeeper and a group of servants, Zheng Ting's aggressive words left Madam Yu Ling with nowhere to escape.

But she didn't know what to do or say at this moment.

"Starting today, stay at home and take care of Xinyun as a mother. If you do well, I will allow you to go to the coffee shop every now and then. Otherwise, I will ask Wu Qing to bring people to close it tomorrow!"

From that day on, the news that Yu Ling was scolded by Zheng Ting until she was speechless and had to accept it became a hot topic among the servants.

But they were just gossiping in private, and Yu Ling, who had never found any evidence, couldn't do anything to them.

In her words, if she really took out her anger on those gossiping servants, it would not only fail to raise her status, but would only make them look down on her even more.

Zheng Yi on the screen wiped his face dejectedly.

Mr. Zheng, who is worth nearly 100 billion yuan and is omnipotent in the business world, is like an ordinary man who is caught between his father and his wife and is in a dilemma.

Pitiful?

In Bai Jian'an's eyes, it seemed a little ridiculous.

"Since that day, Yu Ling's visits to the coffee shop have obviously decreased. I once asked her the reason, and she just said to me lightly that she was the boss. Have you ever seen a boss who spent money to hire employees and then went to the store to work every day? After listening to me, I just thought that she was just enthusiastic about opening a store for three minutes, and didn't think much about it. As for the truth I just told you, it was all heard from the servants."

"Why are you asking about this all of a sudden?"

"It was Wu Qing. She overheard it when she was in and out of my house."

Wu Qing.

Is she the female secretary who appears to be as cold as a bionic robot but is actually a flesh-and-blood human being?

Bai Ji'an nodded thoughtfully.

Wu Qing, ruthless.

He thought Wu Qing was really heartless.

As a result, after accidentally overhearing everything, she told Yu Ling's situation to Zheng Yi... who knew nothing about it.

Bai Ji'an was really surprised that she would meddle in other people's affairs.

"Did anything else happen after that?"

Zheng Yi paused and was silent for two seconds. He nodded solemnly, "Yes."

After that conflict, Yu Ling, fearing that the cafe would close, compromised.

She got up at 5 o'clock every morning as Zheng Ting requested.

The first thing he did after waking up was not to go to Zheng Xinyun's room to see him, but to go to the garden to greet Zheng Ting good morning.

Yu Ling strongly opposed Zheng Ting's ridiculous request the moment he made it, but Zheng Ting gave the reason: "If you don't come out to greet me, how can I know whether you have followed my instructions and got up on time every morning to take care of my grandson? Do you want me, an old man, to go to Xinyun's room every day to see if you have appeared?"

"Why do you get up at 5 o'clock? Why so early?"

Facing Yu Ling's doubts, Zheng Ting said, "If you don't want to get up early, then move out of the master bedroom. Move to Xinyun's room, live with Xinyun, and take care of him 24 hours a day."

"How can a child, especially a young child, leave his mother?"

"You can choose either of these two options. I'll give you enough space."

Forced to choose one of the two.

Compared to being Young Master Zheng's servant 24 hours a day, Yu Ling chose the original plan.

Even though she was unwilling in her heart, she couldn't express her pain.

A marriage that had been built up over many years, the Zheng family's huge wealth, a life and status that were envied by everyone... She could not and would not allow herself to be defeated by Zheng Ting and other women.