Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife

Chapter 1493: Chapter 1494: Transaction

Listening to the sound of familiar snores beside her, Chiang Qing carefully lifted his hand off her waist, got out of bed, and stood by the window.

Her room, with its wide view, had a few French sycamore trees planted not far away. It was deep into the night, and in this hot summer, insects hidden in the grass sang out, with a few tiny green lights fluttering by.

She hugged her arms, feeling so cold despite the hot summer.

Suddenly, a loud snore came from behind her. She turned to see the old man smacking his lips, rolling over, and falling back asleep.

The look of disgust in Chiang Qing’s eyes deepened. She clenched her fists tightly, looked out the window again, and let out a sigh.

Endure, just endure for now.

She had thought, just like her parents, that she would be implicated because of their downfall, would be arrested for interrogation and sentenced. But no, she was free. Even walking on the street, no one would arrest her.

That damned old man, if she hadn’t pretended to flatter him and instigated the conversation, he probably wouldn’t have revealed it in time!

But, stepping outside, what power would she have left? Her grandfather was dead, the Loo Family had collapsed, Jiang Conghe was in prison. She had nothing. Even if she left, she would no longer be the Proud Daughter of Heaven, the daughter of Commander Chiang. Who could help her? Who would help her? Probably everyone would avoid her like the plague.

She couldn’t leave yet. She had to plan her way forward. Otherwise, how could she, on her own, drag those who hurt her into hell?

Chiang Qing let out a cold laugh, tinged with a bit of desolation, and only now did she realize that what she had relied on before was nothing but her father and the Loo Family. Once these supports were gone, she was left with nothing.

So she became the lover of Gao Hongbo, an old man who could be her grandfather, living worse than a dog.

The worst part was, she couldn’t even leave him. She still had to rely on him, depend on him to find what she wanted. Once she found it...

Chiang Qing turned slightly, looked at the man lying on the bed with somber eyes, turned and went into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and looked at herself in the mirror.

Pale, fragile, like a puppet without a soul.

She had learned to be obedient. At this point, she could only be obedient. To achieve her goal, she could only comply.

Gao Hongbo wanted her because of her young body, because she was charming enough, and also because she could satisfy his perverse needs.

What she sought was his connections. As long as she served this old man well and pleased him, she could find that person.

So, they were in a transaction, a dirty deal.

What she gave up was nothing but a shabby and filthy body. Since it was already dirty, what did it matter if it got a bit dirtier, as long as she could achieve her goal, as long as she could...

"Chiang Qing, you have nothing left. This is your only chance. If you don’t seize it, those who hurt you, those fortunate ones, will only continue to be happy!" Chiang Qing told herself in the mirror, "You were supposed to be the Proud Daughter of Heaven, happiness should have been yours, but others took it away. But it doesn’t matter. If you can’t have it, others won’t get it either, as long as you can endure. Yes, endurance is all you can do, and that way you’ll have the last laugh."

A slight, strange smile slowly curled up on her lips, as if the person in the mirror was not her but someone else.

Leaving the bathroom, Chiang Qing looked at the swaying shadows of trees not far from the window, her lips tightly pursed, hoping to find the way out her grandfather once spoke of.