After Escaping My Paranoid Wife's Control - Chapter 3

By 12:00 midnight, Song Yu was still stuck in the middle of the road, unable to move even a single inch.

At this moment, Ji Mingsui’s international meeting had already come to an end.

Song Yu let out a sigh.

It looked like she wasn’t going to escape it today.

Since there was no escaping it, Song Yu stopped being in a hurry.

She picked up her phone, opened the camera app, held up a peace sign with one hand to take a selfie, selected her current location, and posted a status to her WeChat Moments.

Song Yu: Stuck on the Second Ring Road.

The accompanying picture was that exact one-handed peace-sign selfie.

Along with it, she added a “super annoyed” expression package.

This was her way of reporting in to Ji Mingsui.

Originally, Ji Mingsui had demanded that she send messages or make phone calls to report her whereabouts, but she didn’t love Ji Mingsui at all and had absolutely no desire to chat with her.

Thus, after countless rounds of resistance, she had finally achieved a phased victory getting Ji Mingsui to agree to let her report in by posting on her Moments instead.

Why was it called a phased victory?

Because the ultimate goal of her resistance was to be able to go wherever she wanted without ever having to report her itinerary to that lunatic Ji Mingsui again.

Within mere tens of seconds after Song Yu posted this update to her Moments, dozens of people had already liked it.

CNiis Sales Xiao Ya, ANGY-Jenny, NoNo Assistant Store Manager Chen Chen…

Every single one of them was a luxury brand sales associate.

At the same time, Ji Mingsui, who had just stepped out of the conference room, received her phone from Assistant Zhao. As soon as she took it, she saw the messages sent to her by Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi: President Ji, President Song drove out to go for a joyride again.

Jiang Yi: President Ji, President Song is stuck on the Second Ring Road.

The two messages were half an hour apart.

Jiang Yi had also forwarded her a short video.

Ji Mingsui: Okay.

Ji Mingsui: I got it.

After replying to Jiang Yi, Ji Mingsui clicked on the short video and took a look. Once she confirmed that the person in the video really was Song Yu, she knit her brows.

Didn’t Song Yu say she was sleepy and wanted to go to bed early?

Why did she run out to go for a joyride?

Furthermore, it was already the middle of the night, not the evening rush hour. Why was the Second Ring Road still gridlocked?

Just then, several employees from the project team walked out of the conference room. Upon seeing Ji Mingsui, the employees greeted her one after another.

“Goodbye, President Ji.”

“See you tomorrow, President Ji.”

“Bye, President Ji.”

Ji Mingsui turned around. “Bye-bye.”

A gentle smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. “You all handled this project beautifully today. Tomorrow, not a single one of you can escape. I am going to visit every single workstation one by one to hand out your bonuses.”

The employees burst into a wave of cheers.

“Thank you, President Ji!”

“President Ji, I’m so grateful.”

“Thanks, President Ji!”

Driven by the stimulus of a hefty bonus, one employee shouted at the top of their lungs, “President Ji, we love you!”

Someone next to them joked, “Don’t talk nonsense, President Ji has a girlfriend.”

The entire Yusui Group knew that Ji Mingsui’s girlfriend was the founder of the company Song Yu.

Another person joked, “If President Song hears those words, she will definitely be jealous.”

That employee hurriedly corrected themselves, “It’s not love, it’s reverence!”

“What I mean is, President Ji, we revere you.”

Ji Mingsui smiled helplessly. She waved her hand and said, “Alright, you all should hurry home and get some sleep.”

Only then did the employees, dragging their exhausted bodies after several hours of overtime, walk toward the elevators while talking and laughing.

“I’m not going home yet,” one employee said excitedly. “Tonight, DJ Meiling has a performance at the Wander Bar.”

“I’m her fan, I’m going to watch the performance.”

Someone next to them asked, “DJ Meiling?”

“That internet celebrity who does livestream dancing?”

“Yes.” That employee nodded excitedly. “I looked at the live updates sent in the fan group. Because there are so many fans going to watch Meiling’s performance, they’ve completely blocked up the Second Ring Road.”

Another employee said, “I remember now.”

“One kilometer north after getting off the Second Ring Road is the bar street.”

The first employee responded, “That’s right.”

“Wander Bar is right on that bar street.”

Hearing the contents of the employees’ chat, Ji Mingsui narrowed her eyes slightly.

DJ Meiling?

Song Yu went out in the middle of the night could it be that she also went to watch that DJ Meiling’s performance?

Song Yu had indeed been very fond of watching livestreams lately, and she often stayed up late to watch them.

Ji Mingsui pressed her lips together.

Song Yu couldn’t possibly be a fan of DJ Meiling too, right?

Secretary Su asked, “President Ji, are you clocking off directly, or are you heading back to your office?”

“You and Xiao Zhao don’t need to worry about me anymore.” Ji Mingsui’s tone was gentle. “Go ahead and clock off early too.”

She considerately said to Assistant Zhao and Secretary Su, “You two have worked hard during this period. Tomorrow I’ll give you both half a day off. Rest at home in the morning, and just come to the company in the afternoon.”

Moved, Assistant Zhao and Secretary Su said, “Thank you, President Ji.”

The corners of Ji Mingsui’s lips lifted.

Assistant Zhao and Secretary Su turned and walked toward the elevator.

“President Ji really is a divine boss,” Secretary Su said softly to Assistant Zhao. “She has such a good personality and takes extra special care of us wage earners.”

“She’s generous with money, too.”

Assistant Zhao chimed in, “Yeah.”

“President Ji is the CEO of such a massive corporation.”

And her looks weren’t bad either very clean, refined, and gentle.

She said to Secretary Su, “Before I was transferred to the secretariat, I really didn’t expect President Ji to be so approachable.”

Secretary Su said, “It might have something to do with President Ji’s past experiences.”

“I’ve heard veteran employees of the company mention that back when President Ji and President Song started the business together, the conditions were exceptionally harsh. When they went out to negotiate business, they could only drive President Song’s second-hand, beat-up little car.”

“And the car was always breaking down.”

Assistant Zhao had joined the company relatively late and didn’t know about these old stories from years past. She asked curiously, “Why hasn’t President Song come to the company these past few years?”

Since she started working here all those years ago, she hadn’t even seen President Song’s face once.

Secretary Su told Assistant Zhao, “President Song’s heart isn’t very good; she falls ill whenever she gets tired. So once the company successfully completed its first round of financing, President Song stepped back to the second line.”

Assistant Zhao lamented, “What a shame.”

Secretary Su said, “There’s nothing shameful about it.”

“The relationship between President Ji and President Song is incredibly good. A few years ago, President Ji transferred all the assets under both her and President Song’s names entirely into President Song’s name alone.”

She smiled and told Assistant Zhao, “President Ji has said more than once that she is actually just a high-level working girl under President Song.”

“Because all the money she earns ultimately has to be handed over to President Song.”

“What should I do?” Assistant Zhao raised her hand to cover her heart. “I am really so envious of President Song right now.”

“I’m about to die of envy.”

Secretary Su smiled and shrugged her shoulders, “Who isn’t?”

She praised, “President Ji has refined looks, a gentle personality, treats people warmly, can make money, and cares about her family…”

“President Ji has so many virtues that I can’t even count them all.”

Therefore, it wasn’t just the upper and lower echelons of the Yusui Group even within the city’s wealthy circles, there was a massive crowd of people who were about to die of envy toward President Song.

After Assistant Zhao and Secretary Su walked far away, Ji Mingsui turned back into the conference room.

At this moment, she was the only person in the room.

Ji Mingsui reached behind her back and locked the door of the conference room.

“DJ Meiling?” Ji Mingsui raised her foot and kicked over the chair nearest to her. “What the hell is that?”

She gritted her teeth and repeated, “DJ Meiling!”

Then she raised her foot again and kicked over another chair.

Song Yu had lied to her, saying she was sleepy and wanted to go to bed early, yet she had rushed out in the middle of the night just to go watch that DJ Meiling’s performance?

Ji Mingsui pressed her lips tight, an unholy fire raging wildly inside her body.

She raised her hand and pressed down firmly against her forehead, gritting her teeth as she muttered to herself, “It’s fine.”

DJ Meiling was an internet celebrity; she definitely wanted to break into the entertainment industry.

The entertainment company under Yusui Group was the largest entertainment corporation in the entire country. As long as she spent the money to sign DJ Meiling, she would have plenty of ways to make DJ Meiling completely disappear from the public eye and especially from Song Yu’s line of sight forever.

Ji Mingsui picked up her phone and sent a message to the head of that entertainment company.

Ji Mingsui: No matter how much money it costs, within one month, sign DJ Meiling for me.

After sending the message, Ji Mingsui kept a cold face, raised her foot, and kicked over two chairs in a row.

Once her emotions were mostly vented, she took a deep breath, adjusted her professional suit, and bent down to set the chairs she had just kicked over back up one by one.

Ji Mingsui sat down randomly on one of the chairs, and with a heavy motion, she kicked off the high heels on her feet.

For the past few days, she didn’t know what kind of tantrum Song Yu was throwing with her, but no matter how she begged Song Yu, Song Yu just flat out refused to touch her.

Leaving her starved like that, making her so frustrated that she would ignite at the slightest spark.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have become this violently irritable just because of a single DJ Meiling.

Ji Mingsui picked up her phone, tapped into her Moments, and saw the update Song Yu had posted with her location attached.

Song Yu’s timely reporting made her mood improve slightly.

She clicked on the selfie Song Yu had posted and looked at it meticulously.

Song Yu possessed the kind of bright, intense, and striking beauty that was incredibly eye-catching.

It was just a bit too eye-catching.

It always attracted people with harboring ulterior motives.

Just like her back then.

Every time she went out together with Song Yu, even though she was standing right there on guard, people would still dare to completely ignore her presence acting as if she were dead and run up to solicit Song Yu’s contact information.

That was exactly why she didn’t dare let Song Yu go out alone.

Of course, there were times when Song Yu absolutely insisted on going out alone, and when she truly couldn’t win against Song Yu, she had no choice but to nod and agree.

However, she really couldn’t set her mind at ease, so she could only secretly tail behind Song Yu, constantly watching Song Yu’s every move to prevent Song Yu from getting entangled with other women behind her back.

Ji Mingsui lowered her head and kissed the gorgeously moving face of Song Yu on the phone screen.

With eyes full of doting affection, she saved that picture to her phone’s photo album.

Then, she took a deep breath to adjust her emotions. After muttering the phrase “The ancestor you chose yourself, you have to spoil her for a lifetime even on your knees” several times to herself, she finally sent a voice call request to Song Yu.

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