Madam Li’s Identity Is Exposed Again! - Chapter 333
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Chapter 333: Chapter 333: I’m Your Dad, You Don’t Believe Me?
“If Chi Ya turns herself into the Police Station, naturally, I’ll delete the recording,”
“Xiao Ya will go to the Police Station to confess…”
Chi Enen scoffed and cut him off, “Do you think I’ll believe that? What if I delete the recording first, and then President Chi reneges on his word immediately after?”
Chi Jianguo did have this small scheme in mind, but when Chi Enen bluntly exposed it, he found it hard to save face, and his voice unconsciously carried the authoritative tone of old, “Enen, I’m your dad! Don’t you trust me?”
“I trust that you are Chi Ya’s dad, Aunt Gu’s husband, and the boss of the Chi Group.” Unfortunately, you’re just not her dad. Her dad had ‘died’ long ago, ‘died’ on the night her mother passed away during childbirth.
Chi Jianguo’s face went from blue to black and finally settled on a livid green as he suppressed his rage and switched to a hypocritically gentle tone, “Fine, I’ll have Aunt Mei take Xiao Ya to the Police Station right now.”
“It’s not just the Police Station, I want to see the video of Chi Ya confessing to the police, and also, I want to make sure the police formally detain her. I want a photo of the Detention Notice, too, and you need to send it to me.”
“You—”
This was the first time Chi Enen spoke to him in such a tone, her left hand clenched into a fist, veins standing out on the back of her hand. She maintained a tough stance and coldly reminded him, “President Chi, I gave you a choice, and you didn’t cherish it. Now the choice is mine, not yours. You can refuse, and I don’t absolutely need those things. Anyway, once the rest of the recording comes out, the police will naturally come knocking. By then, everything I want to see will be available on televisions nationwide.”
But the premise of Chi Ya’s matter blowing up was that various curious netizens would use all sorts of means to dig up the grudge between her and Chi Ya, and in passing, expose her private life, her Baby Chi, and might even implicate Li Beijue.
Chi Enen had considered this point when she chose the recording, selecting the safest and least impactful portion.
She was betting that Chi Jianguo valued reputation above all else!
She was betting that in Chi Jianguo’s heart, Chi Ya wasn’t that important after all!
She wanted to use Chi Jianguo’s own hand to give Chi Ya and Gu Qiaomei a resounding slap. Just like then, when Gu Qiaomei used Chi Jianguo’s hand to slap her!
“So, what’s it going to be, President Chi, made up your mind yet? Long-distance phone calls are expensive, President Chi can afford to make them, but I don’t have that much money to take them.”
Chi Jianguo glared at Chi Ya, then glanced at Gu Qiaomei, furrowed his eyebrows, and, just as Chi Enen thought, he agreed, “I’ll have someone send it to you. But you also have to promise to delete that recording. Otherwise, Enen, don’t blame me for not showing father-daughter grace!”
The last sentence was an outright threat.
Chi Enen sneered and retorted mockingly, “President Chi, did you and I ever have that ‘thing’? Seems not, right? I used to have it, President Chi didn’t. Now even if President Chi has it, I no longer do.”
With that, she briskly said, “Alright, I’ll wait for President Chi’s video materials, hanging up.”
The mobile phone emitted a busy signal.
Chi Jianguo put down the phone, unable to suppress the rage boiling inside him. Seeing Chi Ya still crying, he felt annoyed and stifled, and backhanded her a slap, “Cry, cry, cry, do you still have a face to cry? Without you, would there be all this trouble?”
Chi Ya stumbled from the blow, luckily caught quickly by Gu Qiaomei. Chi Jianguo irritably said, “I’ll have my secretary take you both to the Police Station shortly, and get the video too. That’s that.”
Having dropped that statement, he stormed out.
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