Chapter 35: Woman, You Have Successfully Aroused My Fury

Once back inside the Ferrari 488, Liu Sisi asked with concern, "Boss, won't you be in trouble for hitting him?"

Jiang Jin’s lips curled into a confident smile as he replied, "Don't worry, I know exactly how much force to use."

With the enhancement of his Ultimate Combat Arts, Jiang Jin could precisely control his strength. The two slaps he delivered to Qian Hao, while loud and painful, would not cause any serious injury.

Jiang Jin calmly explained, "If Qian Hao actually goes to get a medical report, it will only count as a minor injury. I’ll just pay some money to settle it."

Hearing this, Liu Sisi felt her heart settle. She nodded gently and said, "That’s good."

Upon returning to the hotel, Liu Sisi attempted to return the car keys and the watch to Jiang Jin. However, Jiang Jin waved his hand, refusing without hesitation, "There is no reason to take back a gift once it has been given. If you don't want it, just throw it away. Get some sleep, goodnight."

With that, he walked back to his suite, leaving Liu Sisi standing there in bewilderment.

***

In the Qian family living room, Qian Hao said impatiently, "Dad, why did you call me back in such a rush? I was out at a hotel with a beautiful woman."

After leaving the night market, Qian Hao had taken Fan Jingjing to a hotel, intending to vent his frustrations. But then his father, Qian Dong, had called, ordering him home in a stern tone.

"Your Uncle Wang just called me," Qian Dong said gravely. "He said that Jiang Jin’s personal information is highly classified. Do you have any idea what that means?"

Qian Hao was struck dumb. "Dad, has Uncle Wang made a mistake? Jiang Jin is just a small-time boss, a nobody who couldn't even fight back when the whole internet was trashing him. How could his personal information be top secret?"

Qian Dong glared at his son and replied firmly, "There is absolutely no mistake. Your Uncle Wang investigated this personally!"

After receiving Qian Hao's call earlier, Qian Dong had prepared to use his connections to track down Jiang Jin's location and send people to teach him a lesson. He had reached out to Wang He, a mid-level official in the Imperial City Police Department, for help. Wang He had informed him that Jiang Jin’s file was marked with an SSS-level classification—one of the highest secrets in the country.

This terrified Qian Dong, prompting the urgent call to his son. He had once heard from a top-tier scion in the capital that anyone whose information was classified as SSS-level was under the state's highest protection. These people were the pillars of the nation. Even with assets exceeding ten billion, the Qian family was in no position to make an enemy of such a person.

Qian Dong crossed his arms and looked at Qian Hao sternly. "Do you realize who you’ve provoked now?"

Qian Hao frowned. "But that doesn't make sense. If he’s really someone like that, why was he being trashed by the entire internet?" He felt he had discovered a blind spot.

Qian Dong sneered, "Isn't that just another way to become famous? Just wait; he will eventually turn the public opinion around, and when he does, he will gain immense prestige."

Qian Hao suddenly realized the truth, breaking out in a cold sweat. "Thank goodness I didn't actually hurt him, otherwise..." If he had injured Jiang Jin, the Qian family would likely have been erased from the capital.

Qian Dong glared at him, warning, "If you had hurt him, I would have broken your legs myself! Remember, keep a low profile from now on. You never know when you might offend a big shot like Jiang Jin and die without even knowing why."

Knowing that Jiang Jin had come out on top in this incident, Qian Dong felt slightly less anxious.

***

The next morning, Jiang Jin arranged for the Ferrari 488 to be shipped back. He and Liu Sisi then headed to the airport to fly back to Dong City. After dropping his beautiful secretary off at the office, Jiang Jin drove his Lamborghini Aventador straight to the Four Seasons Hotel.

Inside his suite, he found Wu Qingya sitting on the sofa reading a book. The beautiful bodyguard was dressed in her professional attire—a white shirt, a black pencil skirt, black silk stockings, and high heels. She sat with her legs crossed, her posture elegant and her curves striking.

Jiang Jin felt his throat go dry. He couldn't help but think of those Japanese films where a male subordinate and a female boss travel for business. But Wu Qingya was far more beautiful than those actresses; even the famous ones couldn't compare to his bodyguard.

Jiang Jin gave a heavy cough to grab her attention, but she merely looked up at him once before returning to her book. *Shouldn't she be excited to see me after two days?* he thought. *Absence makes the heart grow fonder, right? Oh, right, we aren't actually dating.*

"Reading?" Jiang Jin approached her.

Wu Qingya gave a faint "Mm."

*She seems a bit distant,* Jiang Jin mused. *Did she get jealous seeing the news about me pursuing Liu Sisi?*

With that thought, he pulled out the Patek Philippe watch he had prepared for her. "See what I brought you?"

Wu Qingya tried to ignore him, but eventually couldn't resist looking. Upon seeing it was a Patek Philippe, a hint of joy crossed her face. "So you bought two? Are they the same as Ms. Liu's?"

Jiang Jin marveled at her sharp intuition. The fact that she guessed this meant she cared deeply. He smiled, his tone helpless yet honest, "Not exactly the same. Sisi's is rose gold, and yours is platinum. You two have different temperaments." He didn't deny it; he knew it would be pointless.

"So, you're fighting on two fronts, then?" Wu Qingya asked.

Jiang Jin mentally applauded her. Her intuition was truly sharp. He did have thoughts of "two-front warfare"—he wasn't a child, after all; he didn't want to make a choice, he wanted both. But he couldn't admit that to her face.

"Qingya, I'm not actually pursuing Sisi," he explained smoothly. After he finished recounting the full story, the jealousy in Wu Qingya’s heart vanished.

She parted her lips, her tone carrying a hint of subtle relief. "Who you pursue is your own business. Why are you telling me all this?"

Jiang Jin smiled, a playful glint in his eyes. "I was afraid you'd be jealous."

Wu Qingya’s cheeks flushed slightly. "Don't talk nonsense!" She pretended to be angry. "Hmph, who’s jealous?"

Jiang Jin laughed, "If you're not jealous, then take the gift."

Wu Qingya reached out, then paused, realizing she had been led into a trap. Why should she take a gift worth nearly two million if she wasn't jealous? Wouldn't that be an admission of her feelings?

"Talk to me when you can actually beat me," she said, pulling her hand back.

"Is that so?" Jiang Jin stroked his chin, placed the box on the coffee table, and took off his coat.

Wu Qingya’s eyes widened in surprise. "What... what are you doing?"

"Beating you!" Jiang Jin tossed his coat onto the sofa and beckoned her with his finger.

Wu Qingya raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure?"

Jiang Jin nodded. "Absolutely. Do you dare to accept my challenge?"

"Looks like I didn't teach you a lesson last time," she sneered, standing up and kicking her heels aside.

Jiang Jin’s smile deepened. He took a step toward her, his tone playful. "Woman, you've successfully ignited my anger. I'm going to punish you."

Wu Qingya narrowed her eyes, feigning indignation. "Oh? And how do you plan to punish me?"

"By defeating you, subduing you, and then..." Jiang Jin dragged out the suspense before adding with a wicked grin, "spanking you."