The police officer, who had just emphasized the issue of discipline, said: "You're comparing who can trample on the dignity of the law the most, right?"
Ms. Zhao kept babbling on. Yesterday, she heard Assistant Chen report that her two children had almost been splashed with sulfuric acid, which terrified her so much that she had nightmares all night and only recovered in the morning. She really wanted to let these two arrogant villains in front of her experience that feeling.
Mr. Zhang never expected that Dian Dian would encounter such an extremely bad incident. If Ms. Zhao hadn't stopped her, she might have impulsively gone down the wrong path and committed crimes.
Some people disregard law and morality, yet demand that victims follow moral and legal principles to forgive them... Absolutely impossible!
The main victim, Cheng Jixue, suddenly said, "It's not just your son; I will also investigate the people who spread rumors in the group chat he's in... I will pursue this matter to the end and will not tolerate it."
"Yes, those who should go to jail should go to jail, those who should be detained should be detained..." Ms. Zhao sneered, "Don't think that Xiao Cheng is easy to bully because he's all alone and helpless. He's my godson. He'd better think twice before he speaks!"
Zhang Chaohe, who was standing next to him, also looked indignant—only Cheng Jixue was startled!
How did he suddenly become his mother-in-law's godson?
So, is the sworn brotherhood tradition in your Zhang family hereditary?
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Meanwhile, Cheng Jixue's immediate family members, who were said to be "all alone and helpless," were cursing loudly. Old Master Ji, with his keen senses, knew what had happened last night, even though Cheng Jixue hadn't called home to tell them.
He was so angry that he almost rushed back to H City to confront the thugs who intended to harm his precious grandson. But the next second, he heard that the Zhang family's son had also been implicated. In his fury, Chairman Zhang had already arranged for people to take action.
Just as Old Master Ji sat back down in peace, Ji Boyang was still babbling on: "No, I have to go over there myself to help my second uncle. This person is too despicable; how could he throw sulfuric acid?"
Grandpa Ji slapped his great-grandson's not-so-bright little head: "Still getting involved, still getting involved, aren't you!"
I just spent 500 million to get rid of you, have you forgotten?
Ji Boyang then realized that he was now the one carrying the blame: "I'm sorry, Second Uncle, you should continue to be alone and helpless."
Just pretend you don't have this family anymore. #tears
A note from the author:
That concludes today's 3k-word update! The threatening dialogue in the middle is based on the actual statements made by both parties during a mediation session I observed in my practical class—even the lawyer was speechless at the time.
Since the main theme is a love story between a goose and a fox, Xiao Cheng's scenes from filming might be glossed over... Anyway, everyone has seen his acting skills (not really), and the focus will be on some variety shows that the two of them participate in together!
Chacha Fox, strike!
Thank you so much for your support! I will continue to work hard!
Chapter 65
Before leaving the police station, Zhang Chaohe chose to run away when Ms. Zhao tried to lure him home to serve his sentence.
Next comes the matter of the police and the Ministry of Justice—besides the criminals arrested on the spot, there are also those who spread rumors in the so-called "group chat" and the suspect in the film crew who was supposedly bribed; none of them can escape the punishment of the law.
As for Cheng Jixue, his mental state has deteriorated significantly. He is not only prone to worry and daydreaming, but also has strong stress reactions to people or things that suddenly appear. Zhang Chaohe originally wanted him to move into the small duplex he used to live in, but given Cheng Jixue's poor condition, Zhang Chaohe was not comfortable leaving him alone.
So Cheng Jixue inexplicably settled in Zhang Chaohe's house—Zhang Chaohe's daily life instantly became healthier. Cheng Jixue not only took on the tasks of cooking and cleaning, but even asked him one day if he wanted to bring the melon rinds over as well.
Zhang Chaohe is now bubbling with happiness every day... When he wakes up in the morning, there are all kinds of hot breakfasts on the table; if he doesn't need to eat lunch at the company on holidays, Cheng Jixue even offers takeout service; when he gets home from get off work, he can hug a cute little vegetable leaf and use a melon rind as a pillow...
That's fucking heavenly life.
Cheng Jixue subtly and rapidly infiltrated Zhang Chaohe's life. Zhang Chaohe had become completely accustomed to Cheng Jixue's presence—even after Cheng Jixue appeared to have recovered his spirits, Zhang Chaohe lost the desire to get rid of him.
Is this the happy life of men in ancient times surrounded by beautiful wives?
Zhang Chaohe was so happy he didn't want to wake up!
However, no matter how unwilling he was to wake up, work would eventually jolt him awake—the shooting schedule for the promotional images for the collaboration between Zui Dao and the clothing brand could no longer be delayed. The brand dared not openly criticize the sponsor's delaying behavior, so they could only subtly complain to their superiors.
Zhang Yinshan, the emperor's boss, was already dissatisfied with the concubine's behavior of causing the emperor to neglect his morning court sessions. He immediately called to inquire about her situation. Zhang Chaohe was kidnapped by the stylists while he was still in the company and taken to the photo studio for a photoshoot.
According to Cheng Jixue, Zhang Chaohe was slightly resistant to office romances. So he strictly maintained a safe distance at the company, even managing to keep his assistant, Chen, who was practically the chief steward, in the dark. Tonight was another perfect evening for a secret rendezvous, so Cheng Jixue casually picked up a recent variety show script, prepared an excuse, and prepared to spend some time in President Zhang's office.
The office was empty.
He tapped the desk partition of Assistant Chen lightly with the rolled-up variety show script in his hand: "Assistant Chen, where is President Zhang?"
Assistant Chen rarely showed a sympathetic expression: "President Zhang went to film," and he added with a particularly malicious tone, "He probably won't be going home tonight either."
Cheng Jixue nodded, then immediately went home after get off work—to his luxurious mansion in Yipin Huading to retrieve some of Guapi's favorite toys. Zhang Chaohe had been keeping a close watch on him these past few days, and Cheng Jixue hadn't found a chance to sneak out. Guapi, having lost his beloved little bell and doll, seemed very depressed.
Cheng Jixue then organized the other necessary daily necessities. He planned to gradually turn Zhang Chaohe's home into his own, thus subtly but forcefully invading Zhang Chaohe's life.
Although he has already accomplished more than half of it.
His original intention was to buy time, taking advantage of Zhang Chaohe's hard work outside to tie two more ropes around his vest to prevent it from falling off too quickly—unfortunately, man proposes, God disposes…
Cheng Jixue hadn't walked a single block after leaving her home when she ran into Zhang Chaohe, who had just returned to the Zhang family home.
Cheng Jixue: We agreed not to go home today, but it was here that we met?
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Zhang Chaohe was forced to work today, and he looked like he was wearing a mask of pain.
The photographer was incredibly demanding, sometimes asking him to be American cool and aloof, other times Japanese youthful and energetic. Zhang Chaohe seamlessly switched between all sorts of strange emotions, feeling like he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.
The most outrageous thing was a coat. This thing should be a full fur trench coat, with thick black velvet base dyed with Klein blue knitted fabric. When worn, it looked like a black brown bear with blue mold from a distance.
Zhang Chaohe couldn't accept this kind of fashion, not to mention that the stylist had paired his moldy bear skin with a long, glittering tassel chain and a rhinestone brooch... He almost suspected that this outfit was designed to uglify consumers and make them buy blindly!
The IP sponsor was a little exasperated and asked what it was. The stylist thought for a moment and decided to use the most economically valuable explanation to coax the sponsor into filming.
Stylist: "This is this year's autumn's main high-end limited edition trench coat, priced at 3999, limited to 3000 pieces."
Although 3999 doesn't sound too expensive... it has to be compared with the brand's overall price! When choosing a brand to collaborate with, the planning department decided to take a budget-friendly approach. In this brand's flagship store, a T-shirt costs around 130 to 160 yuan; and jeans with original print designs can be bought for just over 200 yuan.
Zhang Chaohe really couldn't understand why the bear skin suddenly cost 3,900 yuan... But out of respect for the price of 3,900 yuan, he put in more effort and hard work when shooting this set of photos than for other sets of photos.
When I saw the photos, they did look good—but the design was too exaggerated, and it seemed like normal people wouldn't be able to wear it out.
Of course, Zhang Chaohe didn't expect that the demand for this jacket would be so high that it could only be purchased through an online lottery, and even sold out in just one second after it went on sale...
After only two takes, the production manager told him he could leave. Zhang Chaohe felt a little like he was in a dream when he left the studio—such a shooting speed was unimaginable for the "Zan Ying" crew; he had even specifically reserved two or three days for the shoot?
Zhang Chaohe never expected the mission to be completed in just a few hours. He was kidnapped in a hurry, and once he arrived at the studio, he was quickly immersed in the filming work, leaving him no time to talk to Cheng Jixue on the phone. So he parked his car on the side of the road and called Cheng Jixue.
No one answered.
Just as Zhang Chaohe was wondering what was going on, Ms. Zhao called him to come home and pickle some freshly pickled vegetables that his aunt had made. Her parents wanted to check on the goslings' recent growth, so they had used some clever excuses to trick him.
The little goose, oblivious to the trap, took a whole box of pickled vegetables from the back seat with it when it left home.
Zhang Chaohe was just about to find a trash can ahead to secretly dispose of the pickled radishes, cowpea strips, and other items that would never appear on his family's dining table when he unexpectedly discovered Cheng Jixue carrying a large paper bag, walking towards him from a road not far away.
He was texting someone as he walked, expressionless, typing rapidly, his face radiating a cold ruthlessness as if he wanted to kill the other person.
Zhang Chaohe's playful nature was aroused. He leaned against the car door and watched Cheng Jixue approach from afar without making a sound—the other party didn't raise her head even once, whether it was because her eyesight was too good or she was too familiar with the environment.
However, Zhang Chaohe's McLaren was blocking the way. Cheng Jixue finally looked up from his phone. He seemed to just want to glance at the road conditions to avoid the obstacle... As soon as he lowered his head, the dazzling robin's egg blue in his field of vision suddenly pulled his thoughts back from Beijing to H City!
Cheng Jixue looked up again in disbelief to confirm, only to see Zhang Chaohe smiling and crossing his arms at him: "What a coincidence?"
Cheng Jixue: No, it's not a coincidence at all.
How could this be?
The coldness on Cheng Jixue's face quietly faded. In this moment of crisis, he impulsively threw the large paper bag he was carrying into the McLaren—the melon rind's bell jingled, and Zhang Chaohe, like a small animal attracted to attention, craned his neck to look.
There was even an unused scented candle in the bag?
Zhang Chaohe eagerly examined the paper bag: "What's this?"
"It's some kind of small toy made from melon rinds." Cheng Jixue opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat, while Zhang Chaohe, upon hearing that it was a small toy made from melon rinds, lost all desire to pick it up.
He tucked the paper bag behind him, got into the driver's seat, and fastened his seatbelt. Just as he started the engine, Cheng Jixue pulled a ten-yuan bill from her pocket—she placed it on Zhang Chaohe's taut trouser leg with one hand, teasingly asking, "Is this enough for my fare, Mr. Zhang?"
Zhang Chaohe's heart started pounding uncontrollably again... What's wrong with this guy? He's still outside, why is he flirting with people like this?!
He pressed down on the banknote, then deftly pulled the money out with his fingers—Zhang Chaohe had intended to show off, giving a wicked smile and then telling him in a sexy, deep voice that had the air of a domineering CEO, "Of course it's not enough."
As soon as the banknote was pulled out, Cheng Jixue's hand landed on Zhang Chaohe's leg with a "smack".
Zhang Chaohe: Cheng Jixue: In an instant, the domineering CEO became dejected, the tea master fell silent, and the two innocent elementary school kids who had just been dancing arrogantly like mosquitoes after a rain obediently sat down, looking out the window when they should, and driving when they should.
Therefore, Zhang Chaohe missed a crucial opportunity to expose Cheng's true identity, which was within reach.
Because under the melon rind toy in the bag were all sorts of nursing supplies that Cheng Jixue had wrapped up tightly... The melon rind toy could be said to have been taken from the teacher's house, but the daily necessities couldn't be said to have been taken from the teacher's house either.
Cheng Jixue (with hands clasped together): Thank you very much.
Fortunately, Zhang Chaohe was thick-skinned. Although he was the direct victim of having his thigh touched... after returning home and having dinner, he regained his usual energy and vitality.
Are you walking the dog?
Want to play games?
"Want to go out for crayfish?"
Cheng Jixue sighed secretly. On one hand, he felt this was a good thing, but on the other hand, he felt it might not be good for the development of their relationship. However, Zhang Chaohe was too enthusiastic, and he was still unwittingly led out the door...
So neither of them noticed that a black SUV was parked in the shadows of the trees on the only way out of the community, and the people inside took more than ten photos before stopping.
The paparazzi happily flipped through the photos in their camera and discovered that the couple maintained a very safe distance in every picture—a complex and healthy relationship that could be interpreted as lovers, friends, superiors and subordinates, or any other kind of relationship!
The paparazzi fell silent: "..."
So, did I follow the wrong path? Why are these two, even though they live together, acting so distant and reserved? What would happen if they got a little closer?
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While Zhang Chaohe was happily out enjoying crayfish with Cheng Jixue, the studio officially issued a statement demanding accountability. The statement not only clearly outlined the scope and matters to be addressed but also provided a well-organized description of the events of the previous few days.
The announcement quickly went viral and became a trending topic – the hashtag #FanaticStalkerFanSplashesAcid# broke the quiet atmosphere in the entertainment industry.
This is not only due to the efforts of Cheng Jixue's fans, but also the support of fans of other artists!
After all, celebrities appear glamorous and dazzling on the surface, but aside from the public image they want to project, a large part of them suffers from the harassment of obsessive and stalker behavior.
Today it may just be tracking and staking out, but tomorrow, will it be like Cheng Jixue, who innocently suffered extreme acts of retaliation such as being splashed with sulfuric acid or slashed, and even implicated innocent friends?
If at first this was just a concern for celebrities in the entertainment industry, the public was once again stirred up by the police's case announcement stating that "the suspect carried 680ml of concentrated sulfuric acid on foot to the subway station and took subway line 1 to the crime scene."
Why was the suspect able to safely pass through subway security with controlled items? If his target wasn't a specific individual, but rather someone who wanted to endanger the safety of unspecified people, or even seek revenge against society, how can we guarantee public safety?
[Typical cases must be severely punished!]
Security measures must be strengthened! We also need to investigate whether the group chat mentioned by the perpetrators contained any acts of instigating crime!