Chapter 675: 661, It is much more pleasing to the eye (2)_1 Chapter 675: 661, It is much more pleasing to the eye (2)_1 Jian Qing curled her lips and laughed dispassionately, âThe last thing our Jian family lacks is money, so you donât need to worry about it on my behalf.â
If they can take the penalty, she will get it back from other places, along with interest.
They thought they could use this to threaten her? Incomprehensible dream!
âYouâŠâ Ito Takahashi didnât expect Jian Qing to be so ruthless, he was speechless.
After a glance at Ito Keiko, his firm belief began to waver. Offending both Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing for a daughter might not be worth it.
If Jian Qing really cut off their cooperation, it would be a severe blow to the Ito family. He canât afford to fall out with her now.
Ito Keiko met her fatherâs gaze, a sinking feeling in her heart. She knew very well that in her fatherâs heart, only the royal family and his personal interests were of importance. However, under the current circumstances, she absolutely could not lose his support, otherwise, she would be finished.
She leaned in close to him and said in a voice that only both of them could hear: âFather, donât believe in Jian Qingâs threats. As long as we rely on Quan Jingwu, we have nothing to fear, even without the Jian family.â
Ito Takahashi remained unmoved, took a glance at her, then turned to the minister and his trusted retainers: âYou all leave first.â
âYes.â
Jian Qing cast a sidelong glance at Ito Takahashi. Watching the ministers leave, her lips curled up in amusement.
Seems like Ito Takahashi has made a choice.
When all the ministers had left, Ito Takahashi put on a pleasing smile, a total change from his earlier arrogance: âLady Jian, CEO Quan, we can discuss this matter slowly. Is there any need to strain our relationship like this?.â
Ito Keiko was shocked to see her father suddenly soften his attitude towards Jian Qing, she had an ominous feeling that she was about to be abandoned.
Jian Qing smiled slightly, âWhat is the meaning of this, Mr Ito? Werenât you just demanding my husband take responsibility for your daughter?â
âMisunderstanding, just a misunderstanding.â Ito Takahashi corrected himself, laughing obsequiously: âIt was all a misunderstanding. Keiko behaved imprudently out of admiration for CEO Quan. As long as you and CEO Quan could overlook this, I will make her apologize to you right away.â
âFather!â Ito Keiko screamed, staring incredulously at the man who was now speaking to them with a humble attitude.
He had agreed to her plan originally, so how could he treat her this way now?
âShut up!â Ito Takahashi snapped coldly.
If it werenât for her, he wouldnât have to humiliate himself by speaking to Jian Qing in this manner. She had disgraced the royal familyâs reputation.
Ito Keiko turned pale, clenching her kimono in her hands until her knuckles were white.
Jian Qing noted her expression from the corner of her eye, her lips curling up in a smirk: âMr Ito, Iâm sorry but I donât think itâs necessary. After all, the things your daughter has said about my husband canât be simply brushed aside with an apology.â
âThisâŠâ Ito Takahashi suppressed his anger, still maintained a forced smile on his face, almost choking on his own breath.
Noticing the unfavorable situation, Ito Keiko turned her head, casting a meaningful look at Quan Jingwu; tears streamed down her cheeks, âCEO Quan, I know you love your wife very much, but does what just happened between us not count? I really liked you!â
Jian Qing clenched her fist until her knuckles popped, her crimson lips curled into a bloodthirsty smirk.
She turned to Ito Takahashi and said leisurely, âMr Ito, if you donât want to make a complete enemy of us, the Jian family, it would be best not to interfere from now on.â
Hearing the threat in Jian Qingâs words, Ito Takahashi gritted his teeth. He knew that Jian Qing was not joking.
In the end, he chose his interests over his daughter.
He stepped back a few steps, turned his head away, implicitly conceding to Jian Qingâs forthcoming actions.
âIto Keiko, feel free to continue.â As she approached Keiko, Jian Qing said nonchalantly.
âWhat⊠what are you doing?â For every step Jian Qing took towards her, Ito Keiko took a step back until she hit the wall, realizing that she had nowhere else to go.
âSeems like you really donât know me well enough.â Jian Qingâs eyes flashed with cold light. She lifted her hand and slapped it perfectly on Ito Keikoâs face.
Slap!
The movement was swift and ruthless. Before Ito Keiko could even react, a burning pain shot through her cheek.
Jian Qing chuckled and then raised her hand to slap again.
Caught off guard, another crisp slap echoed throughout the room.
Ito Takahashiâs expression was somber, and he masked the gloom in his eyes, maintaining his silence.
The continuous slaps left Ito Keiko muddled. A ringing sound echoed in her ears, making her feel dizzy.
âShe definitely looks a lot better now!â With a flick of her wrist, Jian Qingâs slender eyes reflected a mocking chill.
Quan Jingwu watched Jian Qing with doting eyes. No matter what his wife did, even if she raised the sky, he would indulge her.
Ito Keiko turned away, unable to bear looking at her own swelling cheeks.
If this kept up, even her mother probably wouldnât recognize her after a while.
âAh!â Eventually, Ito Keiko regained her senses. One hand clung to her loose kimono, and the other covered her hot cheek, her lips quivering with anger.
âJian Qing, you crazy woman, how dare you hit me?â
Even her parents never hit her when she was young, but now Jian Qing dared to slap her.
She lost her sanity and tried to hit Jian Qing.
âKeiko, no!â Ito Yukiko cried out in an attempt to stop her, but it was too late.
Jian Qing sidestepped, avoiding her swinging hand, and caught her by the shoulder. A twist and the sound of snapping bone could be distinctly heard.
âAh!â
Ito Keikoâs eyes turned red, her head thrown back as a harsh scream emanated from her.
Jian Qingâs lips curled up slightly. She raised her knee and hit Ito Keikoâs knee. Ito Keikoâs knees buckled and she fell to the ground with a thud.
Ito Yukikoâs eyes widened in surprise, her face a picture of astonishment.
Jian Qing let go. Ito Keiko fell to the ground, her face turning hideous due to the pain in her shoulder and knee.
It hurt, it hurt so much!
Jian Qing looked down at her from above, taking a step forward and pressing lightly on her injured shoulder.
âAh!â Ito Keikoâs face turned green, cold sweat poured from her forehead, and the hoarse scream was excruciating to hear: âJian Qing, you lunatic!â
If only she had chosen the most potent aphrodisiac incense earlier, it would have caused a complete rift between Jian Qing and Quan Jingwu!
âIto Keiko, this is only the beginning of what happens when you cross me.â Jian Qing glanced at the hatred in her eyes and responded with a smile.
âThere will be more surprises to come. You better heal up and wait for a grand gift from me.â
With that, she withdrew her foot and walked back to Quan Jingwu.
Quan Jingwu took her hand and pulled out a tissue to clean it. Seeing his behavior, Ito Keikoâs eyes filled with palpable hatred.