Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife Chapter 1938 - 1940: Brewing Tea and Waiting for the Show

Shen Qizheng obtained something that could essentially destroy the Shuangdiao. Thrilled, he drank an entire bottle of red wine, then revelled with his mistress before pondering how best to maximize its impact.

To catch them in the act personally would be the most convincing evidence. But how to carry this out required careful consideration.

First, he would first stake out Chiang Qing while she sneaked off to meet her lover, then notify the old man to catch them red-handed, and then...

Shen Qizheng chuckled, grabbed the phone by the bed, and said: "Come by my house." He had to arrange someone to stake out first, to control the pace properly.

The visitor was one of Shen Qizheng’s trusted subordinates. Hearing the boss instruct him to keep an eye on the Third Madam, he couldn’t help but be taken aback.

"Is it the Third Mistress?" the subordinate asked Shen Qizheng uncertainly. Couldn’t be, she’s the old man’s favorite and currently quite pampered.

"Any problem with that?" Shen Qizheng looked at him with some displeasure and said, "Just watch her. Make sure to notify me when she goes to the company."

The subordinate dared not argue, nodding in agreement.

Shen Qizheng tapped the table. Simply keeping a lookout wasn’t enough. After all, Chiang Tian’s company was owned by the siblings. Without a mole, if Chiang Qing went there and did something other than the planned act, things could backfire, and he’d find himself in trouble.

A mole, in that company with so many people, as long as one is willing to spend money, what’s the fear of not being able to buy one or two?

The key was to make the old man believe it, which required assistance.

Shen Qizheng thought for a moment, then picked up the phone and dialed a number: "Chief Secretary, it’s me. I want to meet with you tomorrow about something, yes, it’s important."

The next day, Lin Biao met with Shen Qizheng in his office.

"How’s the old man’s health been lately?" Shen Qizheng personally brewed tea, offering a cup to the old man’s long-time loyal chief secretary.

"All’s good." Lin Biao seemed a bit surprised and looked at Shen Qizheng. Suddenly, why the concern for the old man’s health?

"Chief Secretary, you’ve watched me grow up since I was little, often assisting our family. I’m grateful. No matter what happens in the future, our family will never forget your kindness," Shen Qizheng laughed and said.

Lin Biao smiled, even more puzzled, though he kept a straight face.

"Chief Secretary, in your opinion, is it possible for my dad to have another son?" Shen Qizheng asked, "The Third Mistress is still young now."

Lin Biao flinched and laughed, "The Second Mistress is pregnant too."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qizheng felt disgusted. That old woman really was awfully lucky.

"Chief Secretary, I’ve just received some news, but I haven’t got concrete evidence. I wonder if you’d be willing to help? No, to be more precise, to help the old man." Shen Qizheng gritted his teeth.

"Tell me!" Lin Biao found it peculiar. What exactly was going on?

"I suspect the Third Mistress has betrayed the old man," said Shen Qizheng. "I want to cleanse the court and rid it of poison!"

Betrayal?

Lin Biao was shocked and saw Shen Qizheng’s grave expression, his face suddenly changing. Could it be what he think it is?

Shen Qizheng handed over the items received from a mysterious informant to Lin Biao. After thorough consideration, he saw that Chiang Qing had the old man’s mind thoroughly muddled now, so he needed a powerful ally to completely drag her down into the dust, never to rise again, daring her to undermine him or report him.

Lin Biao spilled the contents out, examining them one by one, his hands shaking. This, Chiang Qing, she dared betray the old man?