The soft sunlight covered the wheelchair, the owner was a cold and unapproachable CEO that even the sun was afraid of. Phan Kiet pushed the wheelchair and took Hoang Minh Quan to the meeting room.
"Boss Hoang, don't you plan to hire someone to take care of the disabled? I heard that Kieu Chi Chau wants to send her people to supervise you as a caregiver. Will you let her have her wish?".
Phan Kiet didn't think pushing the wheelchair for Boss Hoang was a hassle, but he thought it was better to hire someone for convenience. That was his outward appearance, he really didn't want to push the wheelchair for Boss Hoang.
He was afraid that if he made a mistake and pushed the wheel into the gap of the brick road, he would make Boss Hoang face down and eat dirt. Who knows what disaster would happen when pushing the wheelchair for the CEO.
Phan Kiet seemed so tough, but in fact he was very afraid of Boss Hoang.
Minh Quan was thinking, the whole way was silent, not saying a word, making Phan Kiet extremely nervous. He spoke up when he was almost at the door of the conference room: "Recruited".
Who is it? Why don't I know? Phan Kiet asked: "You recruited so quickly? Who is it?".
"The boy from yesterday".
Blinking, Phan Kiet would not think that Boss Hoang was joking: "But we haven't interviewed him yet? Who knows what kind of person he is? Mr. Hoang, you should still reconsider. What if he's a bad gangster?".
Boss Hoang was very cold, only glancing at him without saying much. Phan Kiet immediately shut his mouth, he didn't know what was wrong with Boss Hoang recently that he suddenly trusted a stranger that he didn't know anything about.
He had to investigate the kid who was beaten yesterday, for the safety of the great emperor Hoang and also for his own safety.
"Bring him to my house when he wakes up this afternoon".
Not daring to disobey the order: "Yes".
His legs seemed paralyzed, and he would be a cripple for life. Hoang Minh Quan had already recovered long ago, but even if he could walk normally, he would still be in a wheelchair. Because of this, Kieu Chi Chau's vigilance was reduced.
How could a cripple resist her great power? Thanks to this, he reluctantly avoided many troubles. The investigation into his parents' deaths was easily carried out behind the disguise of a disability, without any hindrance.
A month ago, Kieu Chi Chau called him home, bringing his wife Truong Phi Yen. The family dinner was very light and warm.
The scene of the stepmother being as gentle as a biological mother taking care of her husband's disabled son and daughter-in-law was extremely harmonious in the eyes of outsiders, and Kieu Chi Chau seemed to be playing the role of a virtuous mother.
Only those involved knew what it felt like to have indigestion. It was extremely oppressive and suffocating. Minh Quan and Phi Yen were only concerned with fighting the witch's psychology, and they didn't eat much.
Although she was over fifty, Kieu Chi Chau was still as beautiful as she was in her twenties. All thanks to drugs and surgery. Her appearance had fooled countless fish into falling into her net, and she had brought them to the chopping block without them knowing.
In Hoang Minh Quan's eyes, she was a defective product that was ugly and painful. Her internal organs were rotten to the point that flies would reject her and cockroaches would vomit, let alone her fake appearance. The hideous human skin was covering her rotten body.
She spoke softly: "Quan, I think it's inconvenient for my wife to always take care of you like this, let me send someone from the disabled service center to take care of you, okay?"
Hoang Minh Quan pretended not to hear, he just focused on eating. He saw her as air, but as a deadly poison.
Truong Phi Yen was afraid that there would be any trouble at the warm dining table, so she said, "Mother, I can take care of him by myself. I don't feel any inconvenience."
Kieu Chi Chau showed a disappointed expression, pretending to be a pitiful mother: "Son, I know you didn't like me since you were little. I know I've done wrong many times, but I just want to take care of you like a real son, is that not okay?"
She saw herself as a victim of domestic bullying, and the servants around her began to gossip. They made up stories and whispered bad things about Boss Hoang as an ungrateful and unreasonable person.
None of the words they said about him were pleasant to the ears, even Phi Yen was angry on his behalf. But as an elegant woman, she couldn't refute them.
He heard all the sarcastic words that turned Boss Hoang into a heartless and evil person. Already used to the gossip about him in this house, it was like a side dish every time he set foot in the Hoang family.
Minh Quan put his chopsticks down on the table, his voice low as if making people fall into an ice hole: "Calling me home just to say these nonsense words?".
The servants saw that a fight was about to break out between the mistress and the young master, afraid that they would be caught in the crossfire, they all sneaked away.
Kieu Chi Chau's eyes filled with tears, saying: "Mother, I'm sorry for saying useless words to you...".
"Stop acting, now it's just me and you here. If you want something, do it quickly, I'm very busy and don't have time to waste time with you."
Smirking, his angelic face suddenly became sly: "What are you saying? Your wife is still here, don't let her hear such harsh words from your dirty mouth. Don't you know how eccentric you are? Don't let the only person by your side leave you."
His temples were blue, Hoang Minh Quan angrily slammed his hand on the table: "Damn it, are you kidding me?!".
After finishing his sentence, the glass of blood-red wine was suddenly thrown at him. Kieu Chi Chau gently put the empty glass down on the table, sneering: "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it."
Truong Phi Yen was very familiar with the scene of her husband and mother-in-law fighting with each other. She knew that her mother-in-law was not her husband's biological mother, so it was natural for a stepmother to hate her stepchild.
Drops of wine dripped onto the hot bowl of soup. The kitchen knife was beside his hand, Hoang Minh Quan grabbed it tightly and threw it straight at Kieu Chi Chau.
Clang! The knife had not yet hit the opponent and was kicked away, falling to the ground. Truong Phi Yen stood up in shock and backed away. The specially designed wheelchair fell over, the accessories flying away. The adjustable seat bar was broken in half, and screws were scattered all over the floor.
Hoang Minh Quan was pinned down on the floor by three large African guards. Three guns were simultaneously pressed hard against the back of his neck.
The force of the three strong men made him feel pain, Minh Quan gritted his teeth and glared with deadly eyes, wanting to tear Kieu Chi Chau to pieces.
She stood up, walked over, gently knelt on one knee, squeezed Minh Quan's chin, and sarcastically said: "Your dirty eyes are becoming more and more like hers, that stupid girl named Hua was wrong to marry your father and give birth to you. She's stupid so she has me as her best friend, right?".
Hoang Minh Quan's anger increased when the witch dared to say vulgar words about his mother: "Shut up!".
Slap! Kieu Chi Chau coldly slapped his pale face. Sharp nails cut across his cheek, a streak of red blood rolled down: "Even a stray dog dares to be so insolent, because of your father's relationship, I won't let you be promoted to follow your mother and him. Be careful with your actions and words, don't make you regret it".
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The day passed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. Boss Hoang was busy, the work was finally finished here today.
Taking off his glasses to soothe his eyes, massaging to relieve stress. Reading and signing a few bundles of contracts was quite tiring, if he wasn't careful to protect his eyes, he would get hurt. What kind of person would he become with a crippled leg and crippled eyes?
Phan Kiet suddenly barged in, startling him, he slammed a stack of documents down in front of him: "Boss Hoang, oh Boss Hoang! The brat who was beaten yesterday is the brat who stole your treasure two years ago! Here, just looking at his face makes me want to beat him up!".
Hoang Minh Quan took Trinh Anh Tu's profile picture and looked at it. His jet-black pupils, which were originally a gloomy, icy color, suddenly dilated, flashing a bit of brown sunlight. The young man with a charming, handsome, and somewhat innocent smile made his cold heart beat faster.
Minh Quan realized that his expression was too obvious, so he immediately retracted it so that the secretary wouldn't notice and see it.
Phan Kiet nagged at him, this brat was no good, no good. Boss Hoang was annoyed and glared at him. Phan Kiet shut his mouth like a clam, silently observing how Boss Hoang would handle it.
Hoang Minh Quan asked: "You said this is the guy who stole my things two years ago?".
Phan Kiet said: "He was in prison for two years, and just got out now. Boss Hoang, you absolutely cannot recruit him, we should deal with him. What if he is a spy that Kieu Chi Chau planted to monitor you?".
Frowning, recalling the night two years ago when he was robbed, Minh Quan saw the thief's appearance with his own eyes. He was small and slender, but very agile. Every movement was decisive and quick, without any extraneousness, easily passing through his bodyguards.
His special feature was that he had bleached platinum hair. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he was sure that the thief two years ago was not this handsome young man.
When he sent this young man named Tu to prison, he had no idea that he had pushed an innocent person to jail. He only knew that he had retrieved his treasure.
Suddenly, a strange feeling of guilt arose in his heart that had never appeared before, Hoang Minh Quan put Anh Tu's picture on the table. Pressing his forehead: "Secretary Kiet".
Phan Kiet: "Yes?".
His slanted eyes glanced up sharply like a newly sharpened knife, Hoang Minh Quan said in a low voice: "You arrested the wrong person".
Shivering a few times, Phan Kiet stiffened. He was most afraid of this gaze, the gaze of impending disaster. Then he raised his eyebrows in doubt: "How could I have caught the wrong person?! I saw with my own eyes that he was holding your red wooden box!".
Hoang Minh Quan: "I am a witness, why did you arrest someone without telling me at that time? So that now the real criminal has to live freely outside? Let an innocent person be wrongly imprisoned?".
Unable to predict that Boss Hoang would be angry, Phan Kiet did not know since when the cold Boss Hoang knew how to care about others, and a stranger at that!
If what Boss Hoang said was true, then didn't I commit a crime?! The guy named Trinh Anh Tu was truly wronged!