Resignation! I dumped the abstinent president and returned to the rich club

Xie Jiaqing, who was finally sent away by Xie Rong, avoided the servants and went to the second-floor terrace alone to get some fresh air.

He silently lit a cigarette, and the still lit screen of his mobile phone showed the message he had just sent.

[Unexpectedly, your sister got involved. Xie Rong wants to use her to marry Qingqing off.]

Toot——

The message came back quickly from the other end of the phone.

[Ensure my sister's safety, contact Ji Zihan]

Xie Jiaqing frowned.

What is the relationship between Ji Zihan and his sister? Xie Rong is going to take action tonight, but it’s probably too late to notify him now.

He originally wanted to propose that he send Song Yuning back directly, but he needed Song Zhe to say a few good words to the Song family. Perhaps with the help of the Song family, he could realize his plan faster. After all, what he lacked most now was partners.

However, before he finished typing, a flash of light appeared on his face the next moment.

The Xie family’s gate not far away suddenly lit up with the high beams of many vehicles. There were quite a few of them, which was very eye-catching.

Xie Jiaqing narrowed his eyes, trying to see who was coming.

When the man got out of the car, his tall and handsome figure brought a smile to Xie Jiaqing's lips.

He quickly deleted the typed words one by one and re-edited the message.

【Ji Zihan has arrived】

There were only two words in reply, [cooperation, trustworthiness]

Xie Jiaqing put out his cigarette with a relaxed look, returned to Guan Song Yuning's door and knocked.

"are you done."

The servant replied, "Okay, thank you, Mr.

The door opened and the light inside had already been restored.

"Mr. Xie, is this okay?"

The maid who was in charge of changing clothes and dressing asked Xie Jiaqing.

Xie Jiaqing glanced at them casually. He had never had much interest in women, but he had to admit that Song Yuning was one of the rare women he had ever seen who was both pretty and attractive.

Her black hair had been tied up in a low bun, revealing her smooth face and slender neck. She was wearing a bright red dress with glittering gold beads, a mix of Chinese and Western styles and a long train...

Xie Jiaqing looked away speechlessly.

It was really like a flash of light and then a dark flash.

Even with a pretty face like Song Yuning, she would look tacky if she put on the clothes that old man named Qu liked.

The taste of old things is really bad.

Xie Jiaqing waved his hand, turned around and said to the two bodyguards, "Okay, take it away."

……

Xie Rong, who had left the matter to Xie Jiaqing, was taking a leisurely bath in the large bathroom, listening to music and drinking whiskey.

He thought happily that it was a wise decision to bring his nephew back home.

Xie Jiaqing has been weak and easy to manipulate since he was young, and now he is even more obedient. He is a little stupid, but at least in the past two years he doesn't have to do many things himself, and he is really happy and relaxed.

Who says it’s not okay to not have a son?

Thinking of this, Xie Rong couldn't help but grin.

However, just as he was feeling complacent, the bathroom door was suddenly kicked open with a bang.

Xie Rong was startled out of nowhere. He was furious and turned around and smashed the wine glass in his hand.

"You're blind! Can't you see I'm taking a bath?"

But as soon as he said this, he was stunned.

Why is the person on the other side... Ji Zihan?

After seeing the dozens of people behind Ji Zihan, Xie Rong's anger suddenly subsided.

No one comes to your house without a reason. Xie Rong knew that Ji Zihan was not someone to be trifled with, but going to his house and causing trouble without any reason or notice was crossing the line.

He pulled the towel over, trying to maintain his dignity, and asked in a low tone,

"Xiao Ji! Your father and I are old acquaintances. What do you mean by barging into my house and kicking my door?!"

"Is your father sick and you treat his old friend like this!"

Ji Zihan walked slowly closer and stared at him coldly, "Xie Rong, what did you do? Don't you know what happened?"

When they met in the past, he would politely call him "Mr. Xie", but today Ji Zihan ignored their past friendship and called him by his name to his face.

Xie Rong was very angry but had no place to vent it.

The company's current performance is not good, and it is a critical time. He doesn't want to create another difficult enemy.

Besides, what did he do? He just kidnapped Song Zhe's cousin.

Could it be that Ji Zihan came here just for her?

During the day, the woman only said that she was indeed an employee under Ji Zihan before. Now it seems that since Ji Zihan was able to take personal action, the relationship between these two people is probably not just as simple as a superior-subordinate relationship. After all, Ji Zihan is well-known for not being close to others.

Xie Rong tried hard to calm himself down and forced a not-so-pretty smile.

"Xiao Ji, you misunderstood. Today I saw my son-in-law's family wandering around outside. It seems that they want to find her brother. But my son-in-law is not here now, and I can't neglect my in-laws, right? So I invited her in as a guest."

Ji Zihan sneered, "Your son-in-law? Isn't his surname Qu? But I remember that the man you kidnapped was named Song."

Xie Rong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He didn't expect that Ji Zi Han seemed to know more than he thought.

But it was obvious that only he and Xie Jiaqing knew about the marriage with the Qu family. He even sent his wife away and didn't dare tell her.

The more Xie Rong thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

If Ji Zihan forced his way in, it would be impossible for him to not hear any noise.

How come the family has more than a dozen bodyguards?

Xie Rong's heart sank.

No, where are his bodyguards, where are his people! Where are they all? Not a single one of them showed up!

Where did that idiot Xie Jiaqing go? Why did he let so many people in so openly?!

Xie Rong picked up the phone irritably and was about to make a call, but saw Xie Jiaqing walking in leisurely from the door.

He waved his phone at Xie Rong nonchalantly and asked with a smile, "Uncle, are you planning to look for me?"

"you!"

Xie Rong understood immediately.

There is a traitor in the family, and that traitor is his own nephew.

Xie Rong was so angry that he almost punched him in the face, but just as he got close, he was stopped by Ji Zihan's men and pinned to the ground.

He raised his head and shouted through gritted teeth, "Jiaqing! You!"

"Why did you do this! I love you so much that I even gave you the company, and you actually betrayed me!"

"Who am I sacrificing Qingqing to marry the Qu family for? Isn't it for the company and for you? Why are you stirring up trouble here?"

Xie Jiaqing retracted his smile and said disdainfully, "Give it to me?"

"Uncle, I wonder if you have ever thought that the company originally belongs to me."

Xie Rong wanted to argue, but Ji Zihan was getting annoyed.

He tilted his head and said to Xie Jiaqing, "You solve your own problems. I just want a satisfactory result."

Xie Jiaqing nodded and suddenly smiled harmlessly again.

He extended his hand to Ji Zihan and said, "Mr. Ji, it's a pleasure to work with you~"

Ji Zihan looked at him, but did not offer his hand. He just said calmly, "I will do what I promised you."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Xie Rong hurriedly shouted, "Xiao Ji! Xiao Ji! Don't leave yet! Listen to my explanation, this matter about Miss Song is a misunderstanding! Xiao Ji... Xiao Ji, don't..."

"boom!"

The door closed again, isolating Xie Rong's voice inside the room.

Xie Jiaqing twisted his neck, pulled a chair over and sat in front of Xie Rong.

He lowered his head and smiled condescendingly, "Uncle, let's take care of family matters first! You should have thought of an excuse for my dad, my mom, and my sister, right?"

"I happen to be free today, and I have some questions that I would like to ask you..."