Quick Transmigration The Prodigal Son

The Tyrant CEO’s Small Delicate Wife (1)

In the middle of the night, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, bringing a moment of light to the pitch black sky. 

In front of the full length window, a man’s face was reflected brightly momentarily, before falling back to darkness. 

Jiang Zhe opened his eyes, a trace of visible conflict flashing through his eyes. 

The original soul was a tyrant CEO, rich and powerful, knowledgeable and frivolous, having many female friends. 

He could forget about this, since there were many frivolous tyrant CEOs around, not just him. However, he just had to include his feelings, which hurt his pockets greatly. 

In the end, for a woman, he threw aside his green plum*, embezzled public funds, and finally ended up in jail. 

Jiang Zhe's wiped his face powerlessly. He knew that love made people blind and caused their intelligence to drop, but he didn’t know that this plaything called love could have such terrible consequences. 

He made a quick decision on the spot, taking out his mobile phone, and calling the secretary. 

Jiang Zhe: "In the future, you don’t have to tell me anything about Qiao Shan.” 

On the other end, his secretary was terrified: "CEO Jiang, did something happen?" 

Jiang Zhe’s face didn’t change, "Nothing, I just don’t like women who two-time.” 

The secretary was enlightened. It turned out that CEO Jiang had been cheated on.

He did not say much out of consideration, "I understand, CEO Jiang." 

Jiang Zhe hung up the phone, turned and went back to sleep. 

The next day, Jiang Zhe’s biological clock woke up him up on time. The maid downstairs prepared breakfast and knocked on his door. "Sir, Sir?" 

Jiang Zhe changed into a suit and opened the door. "You may go."

The original soul was meticulous in showing off his wealth. When he first bought this villa, he had considered the land area and style. He could occasionally throw a party. 

Of course, with a bigger place, the number of helpers also increased a little. 

Jiang Zhe’s head began to ache again. He didn’t really like strangers invading his private territory.

The breakfast was prepared sumptuously, and Jiang Zhe ate satisfyingly. 

After the breakfast, he took the car key and drove to the company. 

Although the villa had already set the foundation for Jiang Zhe, but when he saw his 360-degree panoramic full-length windowed office, his mouth still twitched. 

The system suddenly popped up and gave a long sigh: "As an overbearing CEO, standing at the highest point of the city every day, overlooking the mortal beings, is his life." 

Jiang Zhe: ……… 

Jiang Zhe opened the computer, looked at it for a while before lying back on the chair, frowning. 

Jiang Zhe: "I am not familiar with this business." 

The system scorned: "You have [his] memory, what are you afraid of. Just integrate with it more." 

Jiang Zhe: ……… 

Jiang Zhe selected a few useful people according to his past memories, assigning most of the work on hand. 

A small portion was extremely important, and still needed him to take care of it personally. 

Although the system put it lightly, but if he was to really integrate the memories, there were still some difficulties in converting another person’s memory into his own knowledge that he could freely use. 

Throughout the day, his work efficiency was so low, it was shocking. 

At least this was still somewhat based on Jiang Zhe’s original world, if not he would really have troubles. 

The sun slowly set in the west. 

He looked at the time and knocked off work with the others. 

Suddenly his handphone vibrated. He took it out and saw, Qin Qing. 

That cute and pretty little green plum. 

He pressed the answer button, and a lovely and charming voice belonging uniquely to women sounded over the phone. 

"Jiang Zhe, are you free today?" 

Jiang Zhe kept walking, listening to the question from the phone, and gently went "En".

Qin Qing was clearly very happy, her tone became more cheerful, "Then can I find you at night?" 

Jiang Zhe listened to the voice and could imagine a little lady pressing her lips together, staring at him in expectation. 

It was difficult for him to refuse, "Alright." 

Qin Qing: "Then it’s settled. I’ll come over right away." 

After that, a dull sound of something heavy dropping was transmitted over the phone. 

Jiang Zhe didn't care too much about it. He hung up the phone, pressed the elevator button, went to the underground parking lot, and drove home. 

Halfway, his phone vibrated again. 

He took it and saw it, Qiao Shan. 

He ignored it. The phone vibrated nonstop. Jiang Zhe was extremely annoyed. 

Passing a corner, he stopped the car and picked up the phone. 

"Jiang Zhe, what do you mean?" 

Jiang Zhe’s eyes lowered, calmly saying: "My meaning is what you understood?" 

"Are you sick? When did I provoke you, for you to break up so decisively?"

Jiang Zhe: "Qiao Shan." 

"Ah?" 

Jiang Zhe: "I am not a fool." 

"What nonsense are you talking about?" 

Jiang Zhe: "To say clarify a bit more. Since Miss Qiao Shan climbed up the Shang Shi Group’s Young Master, this tall branch, then this Jiang will consciously withdraw, benefiting everyone." 

"Jiang, Jiang Zhe, it isn’t like that, listen to my explanation." 

Jiang Zhe hand was a little itchy, so he lit a cigarette, smoking a mouth before playing with it in his hands. 

Qiao Shan waited, but didn’t receive a reply, becoming worried. "Hello, Jiang Zhe, are you there? Hello, hello, Jiang Zhe." 

Jiang Zhe: "I’m listening, go ahead and explain." 

Qiao Shan was immediately tongue-tied. 

At this time, wasn’t he going to ask her who she ultimately loved? Explain, what explain! 

Jiang Zhe quietly waited, and tapped away the ashes on his cigarette, saying: "Miss Qiao Shan, if you still don't want to explain, I think there is nothing more to say." 

Qiao Shan's hurried words were incoherent: "Jiang Zhe, I, with that Brother Young Master. In fact, in fact it’s just a performance only." 

Jiang Zhe laughed lowly, "Miss Qiao, whether your relationship is fake or real, it all has nothing to do with me. We had better not meet again in the future." 

Finished, Jiang Zhe hung up the phone, pulled up the blacklist and entered her name in one breath. 

On the other side, in a refined apartment, a woman with a delicate makeup said “hello” into the phone several times, making sure that the other party had really hung up, before throwing her phone in anger. 

"What the hell is going on? I am clearly the protagonist, am I not?" 

Qiao Shan couldn’t understand. 

At the same time, the system said to its host: "An abnormality was detected." 

Jiang Zhe: "?" 

System: "That Qiao Shan has a high probability of being an outsider."

Jiang Zhe: "What do you mean?" 

System: "It's almost the same as your situation. Anyway, she isn’t the original soul." 

Jiang Zhe's eyes flashed. He extinguished the cigarette butt and drove home. 

When he got home at night, there was an unexpected woman at home. 

The woman looked about twenty, a head of beautiful short hair, wearing a white dress, fresh and lovely. 

Jiang Zhe changed into his slippers and walked over. "What do you want to drink?" 

Qin Qing had actually just drunk a glass of water, but it was rare for Jiang Zhe to ask her, so she thought about it again: "Fruit juice." 

Jiang Zhe turned and went to fetch it for her. 

Qin Qing was shocked from this show of affection. When she saw the man personally handing the juice to her, she rubbed her eyes in disbelief. 

Jiang Zhe: "What's wrong?" 

Qin Qing forced a smile: "No, nothing." 

She held the cup up and took a sip. The cold, refreshing sweet and sour juice invaded her mouth. Her eyes arched, "It’s good." 

Jiang Zhe watched her quietly. Qin Qing was a little uncomfortable under his gaze. She closed her legs and stroked her hair. "Is there something on my face?" 

Jiang Zhe: "No." 

Qin Qing: "Then why are you looking at me like that, making me embarrassed." 

Jiang Zhe calmly retracted his sight, but because Qin Qing had closed her legs before, her skirt had moved, revealing a bruise on her leg. 

Jiang Zhe got up and took a medical kit under Qin Qing’s baffled eyes. 

Qin Qing: "Are you injured?" 

She looked a little anxious, wanting to come over to see Jiang Zhe's situation but also seemingly slightly afraid of him. 

Jiang Zhe held on to her shoulder and pressed her back to the sofa, then lifted the hem of her skirt, revealing a bruised knee. "I’m not hurt, but you are."

Qin Qing was embarrassed. "I didn't feel it previously." 

"I’ll do it myself, tsss, lighter, it hurts." 

Jiang Zhe's hand paused, then softened his movements, and even blew on it. 

Qin Qing was moved to tears. 

Jiang Zhe: "Did you fall during our phone call, causing this injury?" 

Qin Qing: The touched feelings disappeared, leaving only deep shock. 

She stuttered. "You, how did you know?" 

Unless… Did he install cameras in her house? 

Meeting the woman’s suspicious gaze, Jiang Zhe’s mouth twitched. 

Jiang Zhe: "I just remembered that when I was on the phone with you, there was a sudden sound coming from your side, like something heavy fell. Your injury is clearly fresh, I randomly guessed and you confessed to it yourself." 

Qin Qing :……………

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*Green plum – Apparently, boys would pick green plums to give to girls. They would thus grow up together to have a close and trusting relationship with each other. It basically refers to his relationship with the female lead aka childhood sweethearts, or someone he's been in a relationship for a long time.

TN: I’m happy! Finally found the word to describe抽抽嘴 ? aka twitched! I’ve been using pursed, but it really bothered me that I couldn’t find the proper word for it. I’m not going to go back and change the previous chapters, though. I guess it works similarly, if not I tried to express the feeling in different words.