After Switching Bodies, the Mad Overbearing CEO Takes Over the Entertainment Industry-Chapter 175 - When Did You Become a Soft-Hearted Monster

Chapter 175 -175 When Did You Become a Soft-Hearted Monster

Regarding Shen Zhiyi’s words, he only believed half of them, but that didn’t hinder him from clearing the obstacles sooner.

He was originally planning to get rid of the person as soon as he got back. His gaze shifted to the photograph in the frame, and his eyes softened considerably.

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It seemed not enough; this wasn’t enough to make the kid in front of him remember. Killing him directly—how could that let him feel the pain that seeps into the marrow from the heart? But he understood.

After his subordinates discovered his affair with the Ji Family’s young lady, he had another idea.

What could be more unbearable than a gentle knife? He wanted to watch him go from joy to pain to despair to losing his beloved forever. He had undergone these pains too. So many years had passed, and he still couldn’t move on, just like the wounds from the Qin Family. They were his karmic obstacles in this world.

“Ah Jiang, when did you become such a soft-hearted monster? Are you afraid the girl you like will find out about this unbearable side of you, know of your crimes, and then, like everyone else, distance herself from you, isolate you, abandon you? Ah Jiang, in our line of work, we can’t be emotional.”

Qin Jiangsheng used to think the same; he didn’t need feelings.

But Ji Tian was different. When she smiled, there were stars in her eyes. She never acted superior because of her wealthy family’s status. She was kind-hearted; if you were sincere with her, she would reciprocate. She could even help He Chenxi, a complete stranger, and find ways to solve her problems.

She was a living, breathing person with blood, tears, and emotions.

Qin Jiangsheng wasn’t naive enough to think that Mo Jiu would let him go so easily.

“Whether I get emotional is my business. Humans are warm-blooded animals, capable of cognition and feeling,” he replied indifferently.

Mo Jiu didn’t expect Qin Jiangsheng had changed so much.

Back when he fought in underground boxing rings, he never even grunted when several of his ribs were broken. Instead, he beat his opponent into the ICU. He was only thirteen years old then.

It was a quick way to make money, which allowed him to eat his fill.

Mo Jiu had kept an eye on him since he was young. He entered the orphanage at four, and life there wasn’t easy—barely enough food or warm clothing, frequent beatings from older kids. The younger ones, like him, didn’t dare to tell on their bullies for fear of even worse beatings. Aside from waiting to grow up and then bullying those younger than themselves to feel superior, it seemed like there was no other way out.

What surprised him was that Qin Jiangsheng had been smart since he was little. At the age of seven, he was already planning to escape the orphanage and finally managed with the help of a little girl. After getting out, he realized that at such a young age, survival was tough.

Struggling through ridicule, he made it to fourteen. But this time, he wasn’t so lucky. He suffered internal bleeding from the beatings, and the underground boxing people threw a few bills at him and left him on the roadside.

It was then that Mo Jiu saved him, seeing him as a ticking time bomb planted inside the Qin Family. The hatred he saw in him for the world and his disdain for people made him happy. He was the perfect chess piece in his eyes.

But the most perfect chess piece had developed a crack and gained something it should not have. Why couldn’t he be like before, obediently doing his bidding and helping him complete the long-held plans in his mind?

The two locked eyes for a long time, with Qu Rong sweating besides them until finally, Mo Jiu broke the stalemate, “Ah, the child has grown up; I can’t control you anymore. Forget it, I’m happy you have someone you like. If you want to leave the organization to pursue your love, I am one to facilitate adult affairs. But Ah Jiang, two years ago I saved your life, so stay another three months. Once you’re of age, I’ll give you a big gift and let you leave. How about that?”

Qin Jiangsheng looked at him quietly. Mo Jiu continued, “What? You don’t even want to spend this little time with me?”

After a long pause, he nodded, “Okay.”

Mo Jiu smiled in satisfaction, “Good boy, you can go back now.”

After Qin Jiangsheng turned around, Qu Rong hesitantly said, “Ninth Young Master, then, shall I take Young Master Qin back to the villa?”

Mo Jiu’s smile faded a bit, “Yes, go ahead. Oh, and I heard Yin Man made an appearance at this event?”

Qu Rong nodded, then showed him the video he had secretly filmed, “She appeared. After being gone for twenty years, she’s still shocking many. This is the video of her hitting Mr. Zhao. She hit hard.”

Mo Jiu took a glance and waved him off, “Keep the video here; you can leave.”

Qu Rong let out a sigh of relief, glad that Mo Jiu wasn’t angry, and quickly went after Qin Jiangsheng.

Mo Jiu’s gaze didn’t leave the video; the girl in it was unmistakably young, showing no mercy when hitting someone and particularly liking to laugh when playing dirty tricks.

Yin Man…

Mo Jiu hadn’t been at the scene, but he knew early on about Yin Man showing up and dismissed it with a laugh, not even interested since he knew Yin Man was dead.

But he didn’t expect this person to look so much like Yin Man. It was really too similar.

Mo Jiu watched the short half-minute video for a full half-hour, replaying it again and again, until his eyes were moist. He looked up at the glaring light, forcing back the tears.

His gaze then fell on the photograph again; the picture wasn’t clear against the light.

Yin Man, I’ll bring you back soon, at any cost.

…

At six in the morning.

Qin Jiangsheng slept a few hours in the car because it was Friday, and he had to wait until Bai Tingyu went to school before entering the villa.

Qu Rong had no way of dealing with him because he was stubborn and refused to go to the hospital, even afraid that Qin Jiangsheng would end up burning to death in the car.

At eight o’clock, he dragged himself inside, “Qu Rong, I just need to sleep it off.”

Qu Rong: “…”

Brother, this isn’t about whether or not you need sleep; you need to take medicine and see a doctor!

As he approached the living room and heard the sound of a cane hitting the floor, Qin Jiangsheng’s mind cleared a bit.

Then the authoritative voice of Old Sir Bai rang out, “Where have you been?”

Qin Jiangsheng froze on the spot, thinking he was hallucinating.

“Speak!”

It wasn’t until another command that Qin Jiangsheng realized Old Sir Bai had actually come to the villa.

The old man was sitting in the chair, staring at him sternly.

Lowering his head, Qin Jiangsheng saw Old Sir Bai’s expression and knew endless scolding was about to pour down. His lips pressed tightly together, “It has nothing to do with you.”

Old Sir Bai’s cane thudded louder, “What are you talking about? You are my grandson, how can it have nothing to do with me? As long as I live, I have to look after you, I have to make sure you are well settled. If you really say it has nothing to do with me, then you can say that after I die. Now tell me, where have you been acting up? Not even coming home until late at night, you really are getting bolder!”