Deliberately Approaching -
Chapter 259: Isn’t It Time to Change How You Address Me?
Chapter 259: Chapter 259: Isn’t It Time to Change How You Address Me?
"Huahua, here, take a look at this on your way back."
After handing the phone to Leng Lingxiao, Tang Xiaowan got into the car, acting as if it was none of her business and staying out of it.
She certainly didn’t want to reply to Li Zishen’s messages to avoid provoking trouble for herself.
Having already accepted Leng Lingxiao’s proposal and confirming their romantic relationship, she needed to be cautious with her words and actions at all times, careful not to hurt Leng Lingxiao’s feelings.
"Old Zhao, you drive."
Leng Lingxiao tossed his car keys to Zhao Renjie and then got into the car himself.
He sat right next to Tang Xiaowan in the back seat.
Soon after, the car started moving slowly.
Leng Lingxiao quickly typed a text on the phone and then handed it back to Tang Xiaowan.
Meanwhile, on the internet, the news that Jiang Kexin’s pink luxury car was vandalized spread quickly to every corner. This piece of news quickly became the center of discussion among netizens.
One netizen left a comment in the review section of a well-known shopping website: "Oh my gosh! The pink luxury car was smashed into a beehive. How pitiful!"
Another netizen replied, "It looks so expensive, how much? Hurry and let me give up hope!"
Soon after, more and more netizens joined the discussion.
—It’s a price we can’t even hope to afford!
—Don’t be jealous; they’ve got the art of reincarnation down!
—Rich people are just different!
Some netizens speculated, "Was the car smashed because the owner offended someone?"
Others expressed doubts about the news, "Is this some sort of staged hype? Why do I feel it’s a bit fake? Splashing money like this, did it come from a whirlwind?"
Among the many comments, one netizen’s comment was particularly eye-catching.
He wrote, "That car belongs to Jiang Kexin herself, who is she? The precious daughter of Jiang Yongheng from Jiang Group. If this is true, then surely Jiang Group will step in to investigate and get justice for Jiang Kexin. Those just here for the show might as well wash up and go to bed."
This comment instantly attracted a lot of attention, responses, and likes from the netizens.
—Is this a pointed remark or a hint?
—So she’s a rich heiress, maybe the car was smashed to make headlines?
—The photo doesn’t look like it was taken secretly.
—A self-directed farce?
—Are rich heiresses so desperate for sympathy and attention?
—The world of the wealthy is really something else!
Another netizen commented, "Jiang Yongheng is a famous entrepreneur, he has plenty of money, no need for us to worry about a thing."
Although the discussion in the comment section was diverse, most netizens were filled with curiosity about this drama and eager for the truth to come out soon, unwilling to be left hanging with an unresolved story.
Leng Lingxiao glanced at the trending comments, then showed them to Tang Xiaowan: "Tangtang, look at this car, so tragic, turned into such a mess!"
Tang Xiaowan took the phone and quickly scanned through it.
The images were shocking to her.
Leng Lingxiao knew that Tang Xiaowan usually didn’t like looking at her phone, let alone pay attention to trending searches, which is why he purposely showed it to her.
Moreover, since Li Zishen had just come to Huang City and arranged to meet with Tang Xiaowan, she had avoided even glancing at her phone to prevent any suspicions and had stuffed it into her backpack straight away.
"It’s really tragic!"
"How about it, doesn’t that feel satisfying to look at?"
Actually, at this moment, Tang Xiaowan already had a pretty good idea of what was going on. The peeper at her pink car turned out to be a woman and apparently came from a good family.
From some netizens’ photos, she also got a glimpse of Jiang Kexin’s appearance—though she wasn’t a stunning beauty, she was quite beautiful.
Voluptuous and full of feminine charm!
Everyone says even heroes have a hard time resisting beautiful women, and surely Huahua must be swayed too, right?
"This Jiang Ke Xin is quite pretty, huh? Who is she, do you know her?" Tang Xiaowan raised an eyebrow, her voice laced with distinct jealousy.
Seeing this, Leng Lingxiao felt an ecstatic surge in his heart.
"I know her. Her brother, Jiang Ke De, and I were classmates. Our families were close friends, but by my parents’ generation, the relationship had cooled off quite a bit. As for their family... I really don’t have a good impression of them; they deserved to have their car smashed."
Tang Xiaowan nodded thoughtfully, then handed the phone back to Leng Lingxiao and began to leisurely snack on treats and drink yogurt.
"Tangtang, you seem really happy?"
"Of course!"
Leng Lingxiao smiled and popped a chocolate bean into his mouth, "Because your car was smashed, because Jiang Ke Xin was cursed by netizens?"
He was expecting praise or an admission that she was jealous of another woman because of the pink car.
But instead, Tang Xiaowan waved her hand dismissively with a giggle, "No, no, not that. Did you see last night how attentive Wang Jinghui was to Grandma? So I was thinking, maybe I’m about to get a grandpa soon, and I won’t be able to call him Big Brother anymore."
Leng Lingxiao: "..."
"Huahua, is my analysis incorrect?"
Leng Lingxiao nodded begrudgingly, "Yes, yes, absolutely right, no mistake!"
Heartless, utterly heartless!
This girl’s heart must be made of iron!
...
Jiang Yongheng, the chairman of Jiang Group, had just angrily smashed an ashtray after seeing the trending search about his daughter’s car being vandalized.
He thought it was a self-harm strategy employed by his daughter to frame her brother.
Jiang Yongheng immediately called his daughter, his tone stern, "Ke Xin, Dad thought you were the victim. Now it seems I was wrong; you’ve always harbored resentment towards your brother. Don’t come to the office recently; stay home and reflect."
At her father’s words, Jiang Ke Xin felt extremely wronged.
She had just been comforting herself, thinking she’d get a new, even cooler car in a few days. How could he change so drastically in just a moment?
In surprise, she asked, "Dad, what happened? What do you mean by reflecting; why would I resent my brother?"
At that moment, Jiang Ke Xin was rushing to meet friends and was naturally unaware of what had transpired online.
"The internet is a complete mess, and you’re asking me what happened? Ke Xin, you’ve really disappointed me. You haven’t considered the Jiang family at all. Haven’t I already sent people to handle it? Why did you still post it online?"
"Dad, I didn’t do anything!"
Jiang Yongheng obviously didn’t believe his daughter, continuing to chide, "I know, you’ve resented your brother for years. But I hope you can calm down and not let such a small matter affect the company’s image."
Jiang Ke Xin, on the verge of tears, tried to explain, "Dad, I really didn’t..."
However, Jiang Yongheng didn’t give his daughter the chance to defend herself, hanging up the phone in a huff and pacing back and forth in his office.
Just then, he received a message from his son, Jiang Ke De.
[Dad, I’ve just finished a meeting and saw the news about my sister’s car. She must be very upset; please don’t scold her. I’ll buy her a new one next month, so please calm down.]
Seeing how considerate his son was for his sister and mindful of their image, Jiang Yongheng felt a touch of comfort.
The child has finally grown up. The future of Jiang Group is secured!
Ah, daughters just don’t measure up!
Consequently, Jiang Yongheng was even more distressed by his daughter’s behavior and decided to use this incident to teach her a lesson about unity being paramount in a family business and to avoid individualism at all costs.
[Son, take charge of the charity dinner the day after tomorrow night. Your sister needs to rest for a few days and won’t attend.]
[Thanks, Dad. Don’t worry, I won’t let you down.]
[Go for it, son. Dad is rooting for you.]
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