chapter 32: 032 make do
translator: 549690339
lin qing supported zhu wentao to build his wealth from scratch; one could say that they started from nothing, and she took the brunt of the hardships. after the bitterness came the sweetness, and she is now comfortably living the life of a wealthy woman. over time, however, she had started to become a little blinded by their wealth.
she trusted zhu wentao unconditionally. from their impoverished beginnings, they shared moments of joy and pain together, establishing more than just a bond. even after his success, zhu wentao didnât display the common habits of the rich, he wasnât outgoing, and always checked in whenever he attended social events, never spending the night away from home. which rich woman in their circle wouldnât envy her for having such a loving, loyal, and clean-living husband?
lin qing isnât a fool. over the years, sheâs been very vigilant, never giving zhu wentao an opportunity to falter. but who would have guess that, despite all her precautions, she couldnât prevent what happened.
if it hadnât been for the return of ming jing, if she hadnât placed all her energy into their family, she might have been able to guard against it.
lin qing added another grievance against ming jing in her notebook.
the moment she saw this woman, lin qingâs heart turned ice cold. no need for investigation or interrogation; she was one hundred percent certain, this woman was the other woman, a high-level other woman at that.
the woman was young, her face full of collagen glow, dressed in a white western-style suit skirt, with a compact and delicate figure, curves in all the right places, long hair tied back, strands falling gracefully at her temples, thin eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, a fair complexion, red lips. she wasnât breathtakingly beautiful, but she had an elegance and graceâ a kind of refreshing charm typical of jiangnan women.
lin qing looked her up and down, as if she was inspecting a piece of merchandise, then pursed her lips: âyouâre mr. zhouâs secretary, right?â
the woman quickly composed herself, then calmly said: âmadam, please take a seat. the ceo is in a meeting, youâll need to wait a moment.â
lin qing walked over to the sofa in her high heels and sat down, then pointed to the opposite side: âsit down, letâs have a chat.â
mr. zhouâs secretary walked to the bar and inquired softly: âmadam, what would you like to drink?â
âanything.â
mr. zhouâs secretary poured a cup of floral tea and handed it to lin qing. lin qing picked up the cup and splashed the tea directly onto secretary zhouâs face, laughing as she said: âthis floral tea, which costs a measly ten-plus yuan a pack, is fit for me to drink?â
zhouâs secretary stood there without moving, pausing for a moment before gracefully taking out a tissue to wipe her face, then calmly asked: âi donât know what i did to make madam so angry?â
a chill swept over lin qingâs heart, this woman was good at managing her emotions; even at this moment, she was not angry. lin qing immediately realized she was dealing with a formidable opponent.
âweâre both smart women, so letâs not beat around the bush. how long have you been sleeping with him?â lin qing got straight to the point, it was pointless to play games with a woman as clever as this one.
zhouâs secretary slowly wiped the dampness off her face. the tea was a bit hot, causing her cheeks to redden, making her skin appear even rosier. this added a strangely captivating charm to her look.
flames of anger sparked in lin qingâs eyes as she suppressed her rage, trying to look nonchalant.
âmadam, what are you talking about?â the woman chuckled and shook her head, then brewed another cup of floral tea and placed it in front of lin qing.
âalthough this cheap floral tea may not be suitable for someone of your stature, when in rome, do as the romans do. madam, you might as well make do with it.â
make do? this home wrecker dare tell me to make do? the words âmake doâ donât exist in lin qingâs vocabulary.
she understood that this woman wouldnât modify her behavior, talking more was useless. first, sheâll investigate in detail, as the saying goes âknow thyself, know thy enemyâ, she would take her on without fear.
she somewhat regretted her impulsiveness, it might have alerted the enemy prematurely.
as she stepped out of the building, lin qing took a deep breath, from now on, her days of peace were over, the battle was about to begin.
she didnât have time to cry, there were more important things to do.
she took out her phone and dialed a number: âplease investigate a person for me. dig up everything about her, even her family history, as far back as eighteen generations. money is no object. â
zhu wenjie heard granny zhu was ill, so he and zhou bao came to visit. arriving empty-handed, madam zhou frowned upon her arrival, every time this damned girl showed up, it was never for anything good.
granny zhu didnât even want to see her, they say a daughter is a motherâs intimate cotton-padded jacket, but zhu wenjieâs jacket was full of holes and granny zhu simply chose to ignore her to avoid feeling irritated.
using granny zhuâs illness as an excuse, zhu wenjie brought zhou bao to live at the zhuâs. the house had several maids, and a driver for when they wanted to go out, yet this woman wouldnât even lift a finger. she spent the entire day idly watching television on the sofa.
zhou bao, on the other hand, headed to zhu xiangxiangâs room under the pretext of bonding with her cousin. however, it was clear to see that she just wanted to feast her eyes on zhu xiangxiangâs wardrobe full of clothes, her eyes filled with envy.
zhu xiangxiang seemed generous towards her younger cousin, letting her choose what she wanted. in reality, she just found pleasure in zhou baoâs display of poverty-stricken behavior and loved the way she flattered her.
âxiangxiang cousin, is cousin ming jing home?â zhou bao asked curiously.
âshe should be, why?â
âiâm going to go play with cousin ming jing.â she fluttered away cheerfully as soon as she finished speaking.
zhu xiangxiang couldnât help but laugh, interested in seeing how ming jing would deal with this annoying cousin, she secretly followed along.
âcousin ming jing, cousin ming jing, iâve come to play with you.â zhou bao pounded on the room door, her voice loud as a vegetable hawker in the marketplace.
xiao ying came out from the laundry room and gently reminded her, âmiss
zhou, miss ming jing doesnât like noise, could you lower your voice?â
zhou bao rolled her eyes at her: âyouâre the one who talks too much. this is my grandmotherâs house, therefore itâs also my house. i can do whatever i want. how dare you, a mere cleaning lady, tell me what to do?â making a face, xiao ying lowered her head and left.
after knocking on the door for quite a while, no one responded.
frustrated, zhou bao went to find zhu xiangxiang, âcousin xiangxiang, you tricked me, cousin ming jing isnât home at all.â
zhu xiangxiang merely replied, âoh, maybe i remembered wrong then.â
she forgot, when ming jing doesnât want to deal with someone, even if you broke down the door, she still wouldnât spare you a glance.
lin qing entered and saw zhu wenjie lounging on the couch, cracking sunflower seeds and watching soap operas, with beer bottles scattered across the table.
seeing lin qing, zhu wenjie cracked an eyelid: âoh, sister-in-lawâs home. been out playing the whole day, mustâve been tiring huh? quick, sit down. madam
zhou, bring tea.â
her tone was commanding, as if she were the mistress of the house.
lin qing had been holding in her anger, and this young sister-in-law had just thrown herself in harmâs way. lin qing fetched a bucket of water from the kitchen and threw it at zhu wenjie.o
zhu wenjie jumped up frantically, screaming, âwhat are you doing?
lin qing pointed to the door, âget out!â