Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife

Chapter 1806: Chapter 1808: Acting Out of Spite

Chiang Qing saw the perfunctory expression on Shen Rong’s face, and her heart sank deeply, though she showed no sign of it on her face. She just leaned closer, pursing her lips slightly from an angle he couldn’t see.

She’s no fool, she knew the old man wasn’t keen on her having children. Why? In wealthy families, isn’t having more children a good thing? She would give birth to a son.

Shen Rong’s hand fell on her head, gently stroking it, and Chiang Qing felt like a pet dog, her mood worsening.

"I know what you’re afraid of, but there’s no need to fear, I’m here. You hate, you resent your half-brother, if you’re not satisfied, I can help you get rid of him," Shen Rong said indifferently.

Chiang Qing remained expressionless; what is Jiang Dafang worth? Even if he wakes up now, so what? He’s just a pawn, unable to shake anything.

"If Jiang Dafang isn’t enough to satisfy your resentment, there’s also your father. If you don’t want to see him anymore, he could die in prison, just as you wish," Shen Rong added another option.

With the Shen Family’s money power, they can’t move a big family like the Ning Family, but making someone die in prison isn’t impossible; it just takes money. There are plenty of mercenaries in there who only recognize money, not people.

Chiang Qing’s heart trembled, and she raised her head: "What if I want Ning Ge dead?"

Shen Rong’s hand froze while smoothing her hair, he frowned at her, saying nothing.

Chiang Qing laughed self-deprecatingly: "Pretend I never said that," her words laced with disappointment.

Yet despite the disappointment, Shen Rong couldn’t move against the Ning Family or Ning Ge for her; he dared not, simply because the Ning Family wielded power.

Indeed, in this era, having power is much better than just having money.

If Jiang Conghe hadn’t failed, if the Loo Family hadn’t failed, then the Chiang Family would be the ones with power and influence today, wouldn’t they? She would also be standing at the peak, looking down at everything, wouldn’t she?

Chiang Qing stopped feigning with Shen Rong, letting him drink the soup, while she carried the tray and left.

Shen Rong watched Chiang Qing’s back, the lips already lined with wrinkles compressed slightly.

When it came time to rest, Shen Rong reached for Chiang Qing, but she said she was tired.

This was a refusal.

"Angry?" Shen Rong looked at her beautiful curves, leaned over, and asked.

Chiang Qing looked at the nightstand lamp, her voice gentle: "What right do I have to be angry? If it weren’t for you, I’d probably still be in a quagmire. You gave me status, a life free from worry, I should be grateful to you. It’s my fault for not understanding the situation and asking for too much."

Shen Rong was silent for a while.

Chiang Qing had already begun to cry.

"If you think I’m useless, should I find someone else to instruct?" Shen Rong said softly.

Chiang Qing sat up abruptly, looking at him: "If they don’t follow my words, aren’t able to do things, what good is it to replace them with ten others? I’m just being pampered by you, like a pet, and the first and second wives, who knows how they’re laughing at me! What do I have?"

Shen Rong looked at her and said: "Then tell me, what do you want?"

Money, people, children.

Chiang Qing opened her mouth, but the words were swallowed back when she saw a flash of impatience and coldness in Shen Rong’s eyes.

She shivered, almost forgetting that this person, unlike others, is a major figure, having built a wealthy family from scratch with extraordinary means and experience, not someone she can challenge to their limits.

"Forget it, I don’t want anything, anyway you look at me like I’m an immature child, I’m going to sleep," Chiang Qing said sulkily, lying back down.

Behind her, Shen Rong let out a sigh and said: "Then let’s wait and see."

Chiang Qing clutched the blanket corner, only she knew her heart was pounding wildly.