An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 129 Chen Biao Presents His Treasure (Part 2)

"Ah Biao, have you finished cleaning up that mess from last time? What... what are you doing bringing an unconscious woman to the boss's study?"

Huang Zhiqiang, unusually impatient, pretended not to understand and spoke first.

This also reveals how ambitious he is about to covet the trump card in Xu Penggang's hand.
Chen Biao was even more impatient and easily angered. Seeing his plan to present his treasure interrupted, his displeasure filled his face, and he said in a very sharp tone: "You don't need to worry about my affairs. If it weren't for the fact that your distributors were unreliable and the cops caught them and traced them back up, my westernmost branch wouldn't have been implicated and taken down so quickly."

"..."

While the dogs were fighting, Jiang Zheng quietly glanced at the woman lying against the corner of the sofa. Looking at a still person up close is not like seeing a fleeting shadow in a car; Jiang Zheng recognized her at a glance.

Is it her?

The next few glances were actually somewhat unnecessary and didn't fit his usual meticulous and airtight style; they were just to confirm whether he had seen correctly.

Jiang Zheng cleared his throat seriously, drawing some attention, "Brother Biao, what you're doing isn't very ethical, is it? If the younger men find out, it won't matter if things go wrong in the future. As long as you master the skill of arranging beautiful women, you can... make up for it."

He used words skillfully and spoke tactfully.

"Then who will put their mind to doing serious work? They'll all just go and study these pleasing tricks and unorthodox methods."

After speaking, he looked in the direction of Xu Penggang, who was sitting at the desk, his eyes concealing most of their sharpness.

This kick truly drew them into the murky waters.

At some point, Chu Yao, who had been in a coma, gradually regained consciousness. The effects of the medication were still present, and her vision was blurry when she first opened her eyes.

She didn't recognize any of the people standing or sitting in the room. Wait... the person standing with his head bowed in the corner near the door was none other than her good younger brother. And... she turned her neck slightly backward and saw the man sitting at the table—Xu Penggang.

In an instant, all the painful memories came flooding back, and those unbearable fragments played uncontrollably on repeat in her mind. Her nightmares once again plagued her.

It's like fate, a fate that you can't escape no matter how hard you try.

Chu Yao closed her eyes in despair, awaiting her fate.

Inside the room, Chen and Huang were arguing fiercely, with Chen Biao being the one who was venting his anger and frustration.

No one noticed the subtle movements Chu Yao made, except for Jiang Zheng.

He saw everything about the girl after she woke up: her shock, her fear, the unbearable pain overflowing from her beautiful eyes that he couldn't understand, and finally, her clear despair.

He couldn't help but stare at it a few more times, becoming somewhat stunned and losing his composure—this was not a good sign.

He didn't answer Xu Penggang's question in time, so everyone followed his gaze.

The woman woke up, her face calm, her eyes filled with desolation.

She glanced over indifferently, her gaze briefly sweeping over everyone before settling directly on Chu Yaozu.

Chu Yaozu licked his dry, pale lips guiltily, lowered his head, and never looked up again.

Everyone in the room felt something was strange. A young and beautiful girl had been lured by her own younger brother to a room full of strange men, yet she was able to remain so calm.

Xu Peng rubbed his temples, looked up at Jiang Zheng, and asked with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, "What? Is A-Zheng interested?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Biao and Huang Zhiqiang looked over.

Jiang Zheng replied respectfully, "I wouldn't dare. I have no designs on the boss's woman."

Xu Penggang chuckled and said, "Biaozi just brought them over, so they're not really my men yet. Whoever wants them, you or Qiangzi, can have them." It seemed that Jiang Zheng's words had had an effect. With the overall situation at hand, Xu Penggang had made his choice, sacrificing a pawn to save the king. He would definitely lean towards stabilizing morale.

Huang Zhiqiang promptly spoke up to clarify his position: "I wouldn't dare accept it. If my wife found out, I wouldn't be able to live like this."

Huang Zhiqiang was certainly not a devoted lover, but he absolutely could not take on this mess himself. At the crucial moment, Chen Biao's good deed was bound to be ruined, but he couldn't let him hold it against him.

Pushing the person towards Jiang Zheng would be a win-win situation, a trick he'd used many times before.

Huang Zhiqiang took two steps closer and patted Jiang Zheng on the shoulder, "A-Zheng, accept it. You'll be staying here for the next few days, so find something to do."

Jiang Zheng remained silent, his expression troubled, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

After a stalemate, Xu Penggang readily made a decision: "Azheng, take the person away. You all go out and don't bother me."

……

Jiang Zheng walked expressionlessly to the sofa, his brows furrowed in displeasure. He grabbed Chu Yao by the back of her collar with his strong arm, yanked her off the sofa, and roughly dragged her towards him, showing no mercy whatsoever.

As soon as he stepped out of the room, Chen Biao, who was waiting at the door, looked at him with resentment and silently ground his back teeth.

Huang Zhiqiang wisely stepped aside and watched the fight unfold.

Jiang Zheng ignored the reactions of the two men and tried to leave, clutching the troublemaker in his arms.

Just as he had taken a few steps and was about to go upstairs, Chen Biao called out to him from behind: "Jiang Zheng."

Jiang Zheng stopped in his tracks, but did not turn around, silently waiting for him to continue.

"The boss doesn't want this woman, and I don't think you're very interested in her either. In that case, why don't you give her back to me?"

Chen Biao inherited Xu Penggang's lecherous nature, perhaps even surpassing it. It seems that his attempt to offer the treasure failed, and he felt it was a pity that the treasure had gone to someone else. Now he plans to take it back and consume it himself.

Jiang Zheng just snorted when he heard this, "Does Brother Biao think I, Jiang Zheng, am easy to bully? You think you can take whatever you want from me?"

If this woman hadn't been given to me, I wouldn't have cared for her at all. Now that she's mine, there's no reason for anyone else to take her back.

After uttering those harsh words, he ignored the reactions of those behind him and led the woman in his arms straight up to the third floor.

……

With a muffled thud, the door slammed shut.

Chu Yao was casually tossed onto the sofa by the man.

Jiang Zheng took off his leather jacket, threw it on the sofa armrest, and glanced sideways at the thin woman huddled in a corner of the sofa.

He approached her step by step, and when he got to her side, he suddenly squatted down. The woman was so frightened that she pulled her legs back and hugged herself tightly.

Jiang Zheng reached out, opened the sofa cabinet, took out a simple first-aid kit, and placed it on the solid wood coffee table.

A slight smile played on his lips as he chuckled softly, "What? Now you're scared?"

His eyes held a hint of roguishness and a touch of wickedness.

"When Chen Biao asked me for you just now, who was it that whispered in my arms, 'Don't hand me over to him?'"

The characters' personalities and dialogue serve the plot; please don't take them too seriously!
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