Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2158: Chapter 2157: It Wasn’t Me

“Dad, you said Wen Jin had someone investigate me?”

Zheng Liangzhu gave her a look of utter foolishness, tossed the newspaper onto the coffee table, “That’s right, I talked to Wen Jin that day. He told me personally that if any scandals about Jing Xiaocha appeared in the newspapers or magazines, then your scandals would also become public.”

Zheng Shirui’s face suddenly turned pale.

A hint of panic flashed in her eyes.

“Dad, what does Wen Jin know?”

Zheng Shirui was very aware of her own indulgent past private life; Jin Zheyu was originally unwilling to marry her.

If he found out about those ridiculous things she had done, even if she married into the Jin Family, she would never get Jin Zheyu to look at her with any regard for the rest of her life.

Seeing Zheng Shirui’s face turn pale, Mother Zheng, who was beside her, also grew tense and asked Zheng Liangzhu, “What does Wen Jin know?”

“How would I know? He just told me he has secrets about Shirui. I said before, Jing Xiaocha might be easy to bully, but she has people protecting her. Since she’s willing to compromise, you shouldn’t keep provoking her, but you just wouldn’t listen.”

Saying this, Zheng Liangzhu started to criticize Zheng Shirui.

He wasn’t just afraid of Wen Jin uncovering Zheng Shirui’s past; he was also worried about more things being dragged out. Things hadn’t been peaceful lately…

Zheng Shirui tightly pursed her lips and said stiffly, “Jing Xiaocha doesn’t know that I’m the one who leaked the information. As long as I don’t admit it, what evidence can she have?”

“That’s right, Shirui, you absolutely cannot admit you leaked the information.” Mother Zheng agreed.

After pondering for a moment, Zheng Liangzhu said, “For now, that’s all we can do. Anyway, the information about Jing Xiaocha was revealed by Zhang Jinlei. Jing Xiaocha and Wen Jin should think of Zhang Jinlei first.”

“Why don’t we give Zhang Jinlei some money and have him admit he leaked the information?”

Mother Zheng suggested.

She was also afraid of her daughter’s shameful past being exposed.

“That’s all we can do.”

After Zheng Liangzhu finished speaking, he shot a glare at Zheng Shirui.

Zheng Shirui dared not refute further; under her father’s glare, she guiltily lowered her head.

**

In the office building of a factory under Haochen Group.

Wen Jin and Qin Mu sat on the sofa in the office, with two steaming cups of coffee on the coffee table in front of them.

The faint aroma of coffee filled the room.

Qin Mu glanced at the newspaper on the table and said to Wen Jin, whose features were cold and stern, “You mentioned earlier that besides Zhang Jinlei, Zheng Liangzhu also knew about Jing Xiaocha’s situation. Is it possible that Zheng Liangzhu leaked it to the media?”

“We can’t rule out that possibility.”

Deep within Wen Jin’s eyes, a trace of coldness formed, his voice carrying a hint of winter chill, “I told Zheng Liangzhu before that I have secrets regarding Zheng Shirui. Now that Xiaocha has agreed to let Zheng Shirui go, what reason does he have to do this?”

Qin Mu pondered and said, “From what you’re saying, Zheng Liangzhu doesn’t have the motive to do such a thing, and it wouldn’t benefit him. However, if Zhang Jinlei wasn’t instructed by anyone, why would he leak the information?”

Footsteps sounded outside.

Wen Jin and Qin Mu halted their conversation as a knock on the door was heard, and Qin Mu casually said “Come in.”

The office door was pushed open, and Zhang Jinlei, wearing work clothes, came in from outside. Upon seeing Qin Mu and Wen Jin seated on the sofa, his gaze flickered.

A subtle change in expression crossed his face. He walked to the sofa, somewhat uneasily greeting Qin Mu and Wen Jin, “President Qin, President Wen, are you looking for me?”

Qin Mu didn’t speak and merely cast a calm gaze over Zhang Jinlei before looking at Wen Jin.

A sharp glint flashed through Wen Jin’s cold eyes, his gaze rested icily on Zhang Jinlei, “Have you read today’s newspaper?”

Zhang Jinlei’s expression slightly stiffened.

Instinctively, he lowered his head, not daring to meet Wen Jin’s eye.

The opponent’s aura was too strong, too cold, making his scalp tingle.

“President Wen, I haven’t read it.”

“Then take a look now. These words on the newspaper came from you.” Wen Jin said and threw the newspaper at Zhang Jinlei’s face.

Zhang Jinlei instinctively turned his face away; the newspaper hit one side of his face and fell to the floor.

He bent down to pick it up and started reading.

Qin Mu kept observing Zhang Jinlei, noticing he paused for a few seconds before standing up, then began to read the newspaper.

He squinted slightly and took a sip of coffee from the coffee table.

Wen Jin kept his gaze fixed on Zhang Jinlei, waiting for him to finish reading and answer his question.

“President Wen…”

Inside, Zhang Jinlei waged an internal battle; before meeting Wen Jin and Qin Mu, he had received a call from Zheng Liangzhu, instructing him to admit that he had leaked the information to the media.

He knew Zheng Liangzhu was ruthless, and if he didn’t comply, Zheng Liangzhu wouldn’t spare him.

If he did comply, he would receive a reward.

But now, he felt that Wen Jin and Qin Mu were also hard to deal with; neither of them was easy to appease.

“Besides you, no one knows Xiaocha’s past that well. Zhang Jinlei, you were released early, and I thought you had truly reformed like Lu Zhiyan had said.”

“President Wen, I didn’t mean to.”

Zhang Jinlei kept his head down, his hand holding the newspaper trembling slightly.

This room was too hot; sweat was streaming down his back.

“So, you admit that you’re the one who babbled to the media? Do you miss the days inside; do you find it uncomfortable outside?”

Wen Jin’s face showed no anger; his voice remained cold.

But it scared Zhang Jinlei.

Last time, when he was jailed, it was because of Wen Jin; now hearing Wen Jin mention jail, he felt a chill of fear.

“President Wen, I know I was wrong; it truly wasn’t intentional.”

“Was someone instructing you to do this?” Qin Mu, who hadn’t spoken before, asked leisurely.

Zhang Jinlei instinctively shook his head, “No, no one instructed me, it was Wang Huanhuan. She was greedy for money and fabricated everything.”

“Fine, then have Wang Huanhuan come and confront us. I’ve already contacted the lawyer; he’ll be here soon.”

Wen Jin’s voice was devoid of any warmth.

Compared to before, it suddenly grew even colder.

Zhang Jinlei’s body trembled, “President Wen, you are magnanimous. I’ll give you the money from the leak; I don’t want it anymore. Please forgive me this once.”

“That day at the hospital, I let you all off once. Rest assured, this time the prison term won’t be as long as last time, but I’ve heard that life inside feels endless.”

Once inside, hardship becomes a commonplace.

That’s what Zhang Jinlei feared.

His legs went soft, and his back became soaked; last time, he suffered greatly inside, and he dreaded going back.

When a knock on the door sounded from outside and Lawyer Li walked in, Zhang Jinlei fearfully confessed, “President Wen, I’ll be honest with you, this wasn’t me leaking information to the media; it was Zheng Shirui. She resented Xiaocha and revealed the information.”