Marriage Seduction Addiction

Chapter 208 Unexpected, or Daring to Think?
The consensus between the two of them to not interfere with each other still exists.

Therefore, when Yan Shiyu said "don't go," it was simply his own true thought.

He did not force Tang Xu to comply.

But Tang Xu still listened to him.

She had many concerns in her heart, and only now did she finally make up her mind and make a decision.

The next morning, Tang Xu called Tan Siyi.

"Please tell your boss that I cannot agree to his request from yesterday. However, I will still encourage Mr. Jiang to actively pursue treatment, but whether it will be successful is not up to me. As for what your boss does, that's up to him."

On the other end of the phone, Tan Siyi, sitting in the passenger seat of the car, was about to say something when Tang Xu hung up the phone.

Tan Siyi couldn't help but frown, put away her phone, and then turned to look at Jiang Muchen in the back seat, "Mr. Jiang, should we call your wife back?"

In the back seat of the car, Jiang Muchen's gaze was deep, and he only replied with two words: "No need."

Tan Siyi couldn't help but sigh, staring at her phone, a headache creeping over her.

About twenty minutes later, the car arrived at Jiang's headquarters.

Jiang Muchen had just sat down in his office when his secretary knocked and came in, carrying a file folder.

The secretary placed the file bag on Jiang Muchen's desk. "Mr. Jiang, it was delivered from Jinshi last night."

Jiang Muchen glanced at the cover of the file folder, saw no information there, and simply responded, gesturing for his secretary to put it aside.

He wasn't very interested in the bag. All morning, various documents were sent out, but the bag remained untouched.

Until a number called his phone.

Jiang Muchen answered the phone with a hint of impatience.

The person on the other end of the phone clicked their tongue. "Why the tone? Did I not deliver my gift properly?"

"What gift?" Jiang Muchen asked in return.

"You haven't received it yet?" Yan Fengqi chuckled. "It seems the Jiang family's internal work style needs a overhaul."

Jiang Muchen's gaze then fell on the file bag.

He reached out and took it, then slammed it down in front of him.

Upon hearing the voice, Yan Fengqi laughed and said, "Enjoy it properly, you should like it."

After saying that, he hung up the phone immediately.

Jiang Muchen put down his phone, slowly opened the bag, and took out a stack of documents.

Upon seeing the first page of the document, Jiang Muchen abruptly lowered his gaze, then frowned and read through the document from beginning to end.

When it was time to put down the documents, Jiang Muchen sat quietly in the chair for a long time.

After a long pause, he leaned forward slightly, still somewhat hesitant, and pressed the intercom button for Tan Siyi.

"Prepare the car."

……

Tang Xu had lunch with a client and they talked until quite late. By the time she got back to the company, it was almost 3 p.m.

However, as soon as she got out of the car and walked towards her office, she saw several people walking back and forth at her door, peeking and looking around.

They were so focused on Tang Xu that they didn't even notice her when she walked forward.

"What are you looking at?" Tang Xu asked.

The group seemed to realize something at once, turned around and saw Tang Xu. They showed even more gossipy eyes, but had no choice but to scatter like birds and beasts.

Tang Xu watched the group leave, turning back every few steps, and finally understood the reason for their curiosity when she stood at the door of her office.

How could a large Buddha statue not attract attention in her small office?

Just like that day when he appeared in her cottage, Jiang Muchen's appearance in her office at this moment was also unexpected for Tang Xu.

Just as she had sensed yesterday, Jiang Muchen had been acting rather strangely lately. For example, the frequency with which he had appeared these past few days was ridiculously high.

"Mr. Jiang, it's an honor to have you here. I'm so sorry I didn't greet you properly." Tang Xu walked into the office, put down his handbag, and sat down behind the desk. "What brings you to such a small company like this?"

Jiang Muchen was sitting on the guest sofa next to her. When he heard Tang Xu's words, he just quietly looked up at her.

This situation is actually quite strange.

At least for now, in this room, Tang Xu is the one who occupies the main position.

This situation had never occurred between her and Jiang Muchen before.

Even if she had never been willing to admit defeat and had fought against him with all her might, she had only managed to gain a slight degree of equality.

Jiang Muchen would never willingly sit in a position of inferiority.

Sure enough, the next moment, Jiang Muchen stood up, stood in front of her desk, and placed a file folder in front of her.

"what is this?"

Tang Xu only glanced at it and didn't touch the bag.

“There’s something inside that’s worth taking a good look at,” Jiang Muchen said. “Take your time and look around.”

After saying that, Jiang Muchen turned around and walked out of the office.

For Tang Xu, this situation can only be described in two words: bizarre.

Jiang Muchen, who came all the way to the company to find her, was acting strangely.
Jiang Muchen's calm demeanor was eerie;
The fact that he came all this way just to give her a file folder is even more bizarre.

Tang Xu stared at the file folder for a long time before finally reaching out and opening it.

What then came into view was a medical record.

A medical record of Song Yuting before her death.

Tang Xu's heart suddenly tightened.

Even though Song Yuting has been gone for almost a year, she seems unable to calm the turmoil in her heart.

Tang Xu couldn't understand it.

She slowly turned the pages of the document.

Since Song Yuting fell into a coma and was hospitalized, Tang Xu was overwhelmed by guilt, anger, and other emotions. In addition, Qin Yun stayed at the hospital day and night, so she only went to check on her in the middle of the night and never stayed at the hospital for long.

Therefore, she didn't really know much about Song Yuting's situation during that period.

The detailed medical record in front of her clearly showed her all of Song Yuting's conditions during that period.

The medical records show that Song Yuting's condition was actually quite good for a period of time after he woke up. Although some indicators fluctuated, the overall condition was relatively stable.

On the day he died, the situation took an almost dramatic turn for the worse—

This is completely consistent with his condition before his death.

Tang Xu held those thin sheets of paper, but her mind was filled with alarming questions.

Why would Jiang Muchen give her something like this?

What does he want to express?
Tang Xu felt increasingly uneasy as she thought about it. Suddenly, she stood up and rushed out of the office.

Downstairs in the parking lot, the familiar Bentley was still parked there, and passersby still looked at it curiously.

Tang Xu, however, didn't care about anything else. She went straight forward, opened the car door, raised the documents in her hand, and looked at Jiang Muchen, "What do you mean by this?"

Jiang Muchen sat calmly and confidently in the back seat. Hearing this, he looked at Tang Xu and, after noticing the faint pallor on her face, slowly said, "You're a smart person; you should know what I mean."

Tang Xu sneered, "All I know is that my father collapsed in your office and was taken to the hospital."

“But he woke up later,” Jiang Muchen said. “Didn’t he tell you that I hadn’t done anything?”

Tang Xu tried her best to control her emotions and breathing. "Yes, you didn't do anything that day, but don't you know what you did before and after? Jiang Muchen, how dare you bring up my father's medical records?"

"That's because you're stupid!" Jiang Muchen's calm finally cracked. "Even if I did some things, how much impact could those things have on Song Yuting's death? In the end, I couldn't even contact him anymore, but his condition suddenly worsened—at that time, who was in his control? At that time, who did you ask to protect him? Did you not think of it, or did you not dare to think of it?"