The woman had already been carried away, struggling non-stop all the way.
Only a fool like Lu Jing would have shown undue kindness. To state it plainly, the woman was trying to seduce no other than her own husband—considering she hadn’t been cursed at or hit, she had been treated quite well.
Episodes of a wife beating a mistress were often seen in the news—it wasn’t as if this wasn’t something witnessed before.
Along the way, no one stepped in to help or rescue her.
About ten seconds later, the woman’s cries finally vanished in the elevator.
After exchanging looks, the crowd outside all dispersed.
The two girls who were closer to Lu Jing seemed to want to say something, but with Jiang Ye present, they held back their words.
Eventually, they just greeted:
"Lu Jing, we’re going to step outside, we won’t bother you and Young Master Jiang any longer, take your time chatting."
With that, they hurried away, not wanting to stay a moment longer.
The entire third floor quieted down, the family’s bodyguards were stationed at the stairs, not allowing anyone to get close.
Lu Jing and Jiang Ye still stood in the guest room, both remaining silent.
After a long while, the man finally spoke:
"She didn’t touch me."
"Really?" he blurted out the two words.
It was a spur of the moment comment, with no underlying meaning.
However, the man became anxious:
"Wife, really, she didn’t even touch a piece of my clothing, you can check for yourself if you don’t believe it."
Lu Jing curled his lips. How could he check?
It was best to discuss anything outside after getting back home.
Being out and seen by others would just give people something to laugh about.
"Alright, let’s go home."
It was clear that they couldn’t stay here, with uncertain gossip possibly circulating outside.
Jiang Ye nodded: ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ NovєlFіre.net
"Okay, but first, let’s head to the surveillance room."
Lu Jing’s pupils dilated slightly, then he quickly realized something:
Once the two arrived at the surveillance room, the staff, upon seeing Jiang Ye’s face, didn’t dare stop them.
Even allowed them space voluntarily:
"Young Master Jiang, please have a seat."
Jiang Ye waved his hand, and without much else to say, the few staff members in the surveillance room stepped out, even thoughtfully closing the door for them.
Now, only the two of them were left in the surveillance room.
Jiang Ye wiped the chair with his hand:
Lu Jing sat down naturally, not standing on ceremony.
Then, Jiang Ye began operating, quite skillfully to Lu Jing’s surprise.
"You know how to do this?" he asked.
The man, while tapping on the keyboard, replied with a smile:
"Are you doubting your man’s abilities? It’s just from here to there."
Piece of cake for him, whether in heaven or on earth.
Did he have to be so overconfident?
The man laughed heartily:
"What, you don’t believe me?"
If the opportunity arose, he certainly would have to prove it.
Just as they were talking, the man’s expression suddenly turned serious.
Lu Jing followed his gaze and saw on the surveillance screen was the image of the woman standing with another person.
Though the person was facing away, showing only a vague side profile, both recognized him immediately—it was Jiang Qiu!
"What... does she really want to do?"
Naturally, it made him uncomfortable and indignant.
His look towards the man even hinted at a trace of resentment.
Jiang Ye’s eyes also emitted a faint cold light:
"Don’t be angry, she’s purely doing this to disgust us.
If you really ended up angry, that’s exactly what she’d want."
This was the most annoying part, utterly helpless.