Mr. Bigshot Is Obsessed with His Hidden-Marriage Wife
Chapter 227: Maybe I Just Like Her

Chapter 227: Chapter 227: Maybe I Just Like Her

"I seem to have a special affinity with her, and being together just makes sense. She is well-behaved and obedient, yet lively and cheerful, assimilating quickly into my circle, and everyone around likes her."

"And you, didn’t you stay with her because you liked her too? If I hadn’t found evidence pointing to her murdering someone, you would have been married by now."

"That’s true." Tang Jingyao didn’t deny it.

"I want to know how you convinced your parents to agree to the marriage when they initially objected?"

Tang Jingyao’s gaze lowered slightly, and he said amidst the drifting smoke, "Jiang Ying was pregnant."

Meng Tian had seen Jiang Ying’s medical report when she initially went to jail; she wasn’t pregnant.

"However, she miscarried, and it was because of me." Tang Jingyao said, "Once, while playing inland, I got into a fight, and Jiang Ying took a kick for me. That kick not only caused her to lose the child, but she also lost her uterus due to the heavy bleeding, depriving her of the ability to have children ever again."

Meng Tian was shocked. "So, you decided to marry her out of guilt?"

"Guilt is only a part of it; as you just said, if I didn’t like her, I wouldn’t have forced myself to be with her." Tang Jingyao tapped off some ash, "What I’m about to say might make you think I’m scum, but this is my honest thought. At first, Jiang Ying indeed made me very fond of her, like having an obedient kitten by my side. But over time, my passion for her started to cool. I don’t know why, but she felt strange to me, as if another person, a stranger, lived under that fragile skin."

After a moment of silence, he continued, "After she was jailed, I indeed felt sad for a while, but I felt more relief and freedom than ever before. Everyone thinks Jiang Ying is a minefield around me, afraid to bring it up, and I never contradicted them because I, too, wanted to constantly remind myself that I still liked her, that she was still important to me, until I met you."

Meng Tian’s heart trembled as she looked into his eyes.

"At first, I indeed wanted to take revenge on you, but later, that idea gradually changed. ’Avenging Jiang Ying’ became my excuse to keep you by my side." Tang Jingyao hooked Meng Tian’s pinky with his finger that was not holding a cigarette. "Tiantian, do you remember? When you were eight or nine, you came to my house to play, climbed a tree to save a cat, and then both you and the cat couldn’t come down. I happened to pass by, and you called me ’brother Ah Yao,’ asking me to help you."

"You didn’t help." Meng Tian remembered that incident and pouted, "You told me to jump down by myself."

"You were scared, but you jumped, and I caught you."

Tang Jingyao gripped her hand back, his gaze earnest, "Tiantian, can you be brave like when you were a kid, jump into my arms again? I promise I’ll catch you, and I’ll never let go."

"You don’t like Jiang Ying anymore?"

"Maybe I just liked her, but with you, it’s love."

"You saying that, you sound so much like a jerk." Meng Tian scolded, but her eyes welled up.

"About Jiang Ying, I am very sorry, but you must believe, I will handle it. If in the end, I still disappoint you, then let’s talk about divorce, okay?"

Meng Tian felt she must have been seduced by his beauty, which is why she bizarrely agreed to him.

But wasn’t this unfair to Jiang Ying?

After all, for Tang Jingyao, she had lost the ability to become a mother.

With such mixed feelings, Meng Tian went to work the next day.

"Xiao Meng, come to my office." It seemed like the director was specifically waiting for her.

"Director Zhang, is there a task?"

Director Zhang said, "Haven’t you checked your phone for news?"

Meng Tian indeed hadn’t checked her phone. She had just gotten out of bed and washed up when the alarm went off in the morning, not even bothering with her phone, and it was already good enough that she wasn’t late.

"You can check now."

Meng Tian opened her phone with confusion and saw a news item that had exploded.

The content was about a district forensic official taking bribes, officials colluding to tamper with injury assessments.

And the "tampered" content was the knife wound report she had issued yesterday.

The whistleblower was the victim’s family member, pointing directly at the district forensics, though not naming names, as there were only two forensic officers in the district.

The whistleblower claimed their father was stabbed due to a stall dispute and had hovered at death’s door, yet the forensic report from the district only classified it as a minor injury.

The whistleblower also attached two pictures, one showing a man lying in a pool of blood, the scene quite bloody.

"So much blood spilled, not even half his life left, and it’s just a minor injury?"

"If it were the law enforcement officer who had been stabbed, it would definitely be classified as a serious injury, no doubt. There’s nothing we can do, we’re just ordinary people."

"What kind of forensic doctor, completely just officials colluding, support human flesh search for this callous, unjust forensic doctor."

"Might as well stab this forensic doctor a few times to see if it’s a minor or serious injury."

Meng Tian closed her phone, her brows tightly knit: "Director Zhang, I stand by the report I issued. Though the victim was stabbed and bled significantly, there was only a small amount of blood in the abdominal cavity, no symptoms of internal bleeding, and surgical exploration found no active bleeding or blood accumulation in the abdominal cavity. According to the provisions for minor injuries, the victim’s assessment falls under minor injury. You can request a re-assessment by the relevant department, and I guarantee there won’t be a different outcome."

"Xiao Meng, don’t get worked up; I understand your capability. Clearly, the victim’s family is dissatisfied with the assessment result and wants to use public opinion to force the police to compromise. Rest assured, our police department will protect every colleague. This matter has already been handed over to the technical department," Director Zhang reassured, "I called you here to calm your nerves. Don’t take this too seriously and let it affect your upcoming tasks."

"I understand, thank you, Director Zhang."

Meng Tian left the forensic office and bumped into Captain Lu.

"Don’t worry about what’s online, the innocent have nothing to hide," Captain Lu said, "I just came from the technical department, and something is strange."

The two walked to a quiet place, and Captain Lu continued, "The victim works at a night market, not a well-educated fellow. He has a daughter who works as a sales clerk in a shopping center, and she single-handedly managed the spread of this public opinion. Not only did she mobilise dozens of online marketing accounts overnight, but she’s also quite adept at swaying public emotion. The images and content she posted, even down to the punctuation, are impeccable."

"Are you suggesting that this was not orchestrated by the victim’s family alone?"

"She is definitely a main participant, but to have public opinion swell so rapidly and one-sidedly in such a short time definitely involves a very professional team. I don’t believe she has the capacity or financial foundation for this."

A large amount of "water army" alone is a significant expense, not to mention planning and operation.

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