Chapter 5
Going Wild After My Husband Fakes His Death
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Zhuo Ya returned to Jiang mansion with complicated thoughts, only to see her husband fuming with anger.
âUseless trash! After searching for so long, we still couldnât find out who the founder of the Rao Yuan Group was! We only managed to find the surname âSongâ. Whatâs the use of finding a surname?!â
Zhuo Ya was stunned. She had an impression of this Rao Yuan group. It was a rising star in S City. The founder had an extremely keen eye for the Internet and information technology industries, and in just eight years, Rao Yuanâs market value had reached the top ten of S City.
S City was a famous financial metropolis in the country. If Rao Yuanâs market value was ranked in the top ten of S City, it meant that it was also ranked very high in the country.
With the development of the Internet, Rao Yuanâs momentum in the past few years was even more fierce. Every year, it steadily ranked second. It always seemed to be on the verge of overtaking Hengjiang.
Not long ago, the Qin hotel and Hengjiang had suspended their cooperation. The negative news of Jiang Yuxiao slapping the young madam of the Qin family had spread all over the place, causing the stock price of Hengjiang Group to plummet.
As a result, the evaluation of the Rao Yuan group this month directly overtook Hengjiang and made it the company with the highest valuation in S City. During this period of time, there were news reports that its founder would be the new richest person in S City.
In the past, there was the Qin Group eyeing them covetously, and now, there was the Rao Yuan group with its ambitions. Many busybodies had wantonly declared that Hengjiang was going to go cold and that their days of being the richest were coming to an end.
Chairman Jiang saw the news every day, but his subordinates could not even find out who the founder of the Rao Yuan group was. Naturally, he could not help but throw a tantrum at the secretary.
âYouâre back? How is it?â
When he saw Zhuo Ya, Chairman Jiang waved his hand impatiently at the secretary, indicating that he could leave.
Jiang Yuxiao was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching the news. At this moment, she also turned to look at Zhuo Ya.
âJiang Yi said that she would only give up if Yuxiao went to apologize in person.â
Jiang Yuxiao kept a cold face and didnât say anything. Chairman Jiang looked at her. âHave you seen the news on the internet? You have been in charge of the Qin Hotel Project. This suspension of the cooperation is also because of you. You had better resolve it yourself.
âOtherwise, I canât explain it to the board of directors, and you donât have to be the vice president anymore.â
âI just slapped her, and the reporters came. If she didnât do it on purpose, then what?âJiang Yuxiao stood up unhappily, âI think Jiang Yi deliberately set us up!â
âShe did it on purpose, but you still have to apologize.â
âDad!â Jiang Yuxiao glared at him unwillingly, âHave you forgotten? Jiang Yi almost killed you six years ago! And broke my leg! Shouldnât I slap her?!â
Chairman Jiangâs face was extremely ugly. Of course, he remembered the feeling of being on the brink of death. If there were no accidents, he would never let Jiang Yi set foot in the Jiang Mansion.
âI wonât apologize. She, Jiang Yi, doesnât deserve my apology! So what if we lose tens of billions? Itâs not like our Jiang family canât afford it. Without the cooperation of the Qin Hotel, I can still find a better partner.â
Hearing Jiang Yuxiaoâs confident words, Zhuo Ya said softly, âJiang Yi is pregnant. Patriarch Qin gave her a villa with a courtyard pavilion.â
Chairman Jiangâs expression changed. The light in his eyes flickered, and the thoughts in his heart changed instantly.
How could he still remember that Jiang Yi had almost killed him back then? The nature of a businessman seeking profit had made his mind filled with the words âJiang Yi is pregnantâ. She was pregnant with the child of the Qin family!
Zhuo Ya thought for a moment and said, âThe grandchildren of the Qin family right now are only girls and no boys.â
The way Chairman Jiang looked at Jiang Yuxiao instantly became much more severe. âJiang Yuxiao, no matter what method you use, you must make Jiang Yi forgive you and take back the cooperation of the Qin Hotel.â
Both father and daughter were top-notch smart businessmen. Jiang Yuxiao naturally could think of the benefits that Chairman Jiang could think of.
However, because she was the one who would have to apologize, it felt as if a fish bone had been stuck in her throat. Her pretty face appeared somewhat twisted.
Jiang Yuxiao gritted her teeth and said, âWhat if she asks me to kneel?â
âThen kneel. In ancient times, Han Xin was humiliated by his crotch. Not to mention that you had offended someone first. Those who can achieve great things must learn to endure.
âIf you coax Jiang Yi and get the Qin corporation to eliminate their prejudice against us, I will fully support you to become the new CEO. If you canât do itâ¦â
Chairman Jiangâs attitude appeared somewhat cold. âThen the position of CEO is not suitable for you.â
Jiang Yuxiao did not speak. She clenched her hands by her side and her body was faintly trembling.
If she was not suitable for the position of president, then who was?
That little brat who only knew how to play games every day!
Ha⦠She should have seen her fatherâs true colors. He was selfish, vicious, and merciless. However, even if she stayed in this house for one day, she would not let Zhuo Yaâs children get any benefits!
At this time, in the courtyard villa, Jiang Yi was watching the financial news in front of her computer. She was very familiar with the current situation of the Hengjiang Group. Even if Chairman Jiang was willing to bear the loss, the board of directors would not allow it.
Because it was not a wise move to offend the Qin Group. The reputation of the century-old aristocratic family in the capital was not to be trifled with. If the Qin Group was willing, it would be enough to block the rise of the Hengjiang Group.
And within S City, the market value of the Rao Yuan Group had surpassed Hengjiang. Losing the number one position they had held for many years was enough to cause the board of directors of Hengjiang to panic.
With the pressure from both inside and outside, Jiang Yuxiao would definitely come to apologize.
Even if she didnât want to come, someone would bring her here.
An advertisement suddenly popped up in the lower right corner of the screen. Jiang Yi was about to close it, but she accidentally clicked on it. The page showed something about the live broadcast of law popularization in the law department of East China University.
She wanted to exit the page, but Jiang Yi was stunned.
Her heart inexplicably tightened, and then she forgot to breathe. She stared at the man on the computer screen.
Wasnât her husband dead?
Why did he go to East China University to do a live broadcast of Science and Law?
In the video, the man was in a suit and tie. He looked cold and elegant, and his facial features were exquisite.
He wore a pair of rimless thin-rimmed glasses. His eyes were cold, and his tone of voice was not fluctuating. He seemed to be abstinent and refined.
Jiang Yi looked to the top left. One person was watching. Yes, she was the only one watching.
This cold appearance also looked like that dead Qin Jinchen.
Could it be that that guy had turned into a zombie?
She frowned and looked at this⦠what was his name?
Oh, it was written at the bottom. He was Professor Song Rao from the Law Department of East China University.
Song Rao was broadcasting live while standing. He was tall and his legs were straight in his suit pants. Qin Jinchen was a cripple who had been in a wheelchair all year round.
Even though she felt that it was impossible, and even her hands on the keyboard were trembling, Jiang Yi still typed and sent a popup message. âQin Jinchen, youâre broadcasting live in Hell?â
ââ¦â
Song Rao suddenly stopped talking and looked at the line of words that floated across the screen of his phone.
Seeing that he didnât speak, Jiang Yi felt inexplicably irritated. She couldnât help but type quickly and continued to send messages. âThe laws of Hell also use the Civil Code?â
ââ¦â He was silent for a moment before asking, âDid you get the wrong person?â
âArenât you Qin Jinchen?â
âNo, my name is Song Rao.â
âYou look the same as my husband.â
âThen youâre quite lucky.â
Song Rao said expressionlessly. He was obviously very narcissistic, but he said it in a serious manner, as if that was what he thought.
Jiang Yi could not help but roll her eyes. âWhy didnât the country use your face to study bulletproof vests?â
Song Rao said coldly, âPlease donât post comments that have nothing to do with the topic.â
Jiang Yi: âI can post it if I want to. What can you do about it?â
Song Rao: âI can block it.â
Jiang Yi: âIâm the only one watching your live broadcast. If you block me, there wonât be anyone else. Think about it. Isnât that pitiful?â
Song Rao: âThereâs no need for you to be pitiful.â
Jiang Yi : Hur hur. This personâs words were just as annoying as Qin Jinchenâs.
She could only send bullet comments related to the law, right?
âIs it against the law for me to take a shovel to the cemetery and bury myself alive?â
ââ¦â
Song Raoâs mouth twitched before he said, âThe land ownership of the cemetery is owned by the state and the collective. The owner of the cemetery can not privately transfer or sell it. If you want to use the cemetery, you have to pay first.â
âThen what if I donât have the money? Canât I die?â
Song Rao took a chair and sat down. âDo you really want to die so badly? There are many beautiful things in life. Donât be too hard on yourself.â
The other party had not sent a bullet comment for a long time. Song Rao could not help but ask again, âWhy do you want to die? Did something happen to your family?â
âMy husband is dead.â
Under the lens, the pitch-black light in his eyes dimmed. His expression was a little unnatural, but he quickly adjusted himself. He still looked indifferent and calm.
âAre you very sad?â Song Raoâs voice was a little hoarse.
There was no reply. After five minutes, the live broadcast showed that there were zero viewers.
Jiang Yi had left.
âProfessor Song, is the live broadcast over? How is the effect?â
A teacher came in to ask. Song Rao stared at the phone screen in a daze and did not say anything.
âProfessor Xie, help me broadcast. Iâm going to make a call.â
Song Rao stood up, took his phone, and hurried out.
Professor Xie looked at the number of viewers in the broadcast room and couldnât help but cover his face. It was so sad. There was no one there. Wasnât it awkward? How did Professor Song persevere?
Should he advise the principal not to keep making such unnecessary attempts?
Jiang Yi had originally typed a line: Iâm not sad, my ass. isnât 80 billion worth of inheritance good?
In the end, the internet was suddenly cut off and this line of words was not sent out.
When the internet was restored, the person in the live broadcast room had changed to an old man. Jiang Yi had no interest in continuing to watch.
However, the law professor named Song Rao had left a deep impression in her heart.
Why did people in this world look so similar?
As for whether she felt sad about Qin Jinchenâs death, Jiang Yi did not carefully experience it. In other words, she didnât think that she would be sad for Qin Jinchen.
During dinner, Gong Xueming specially came to look for Jiang Yi. He looked like he wanted to say something but stopped.
âIf you have something to say, just say it. If you have nothing to say, then get lost.â
Jiang Yi looked at him impatiently.
âMadam, donât be too sad.â
He stuttered, âIn this world, maybe⦠maybe there is a miracle.â
Jiang Yi looked like she was looking at a lunatic. âIf youâre so free, help me look up Professor Song Rao from East China University. Give me the information tomorrow.â
âOkay! Iâll go look it up right away!â
The next day, when Gong Xueming handed the information to Jiang Yi, he pretended to be surprised and said, âMadam! This person actually looks exactly like Second Master!â
âOkay,â Jiang Yi replied coldly. âWhere is East China University?â
âItâs in S city. Madam, do you want to take a look?â
âWeâll talk about it later.â
Jiang Yi threw the information aside. She had looked it up on the Internet, and it wasnât like there werenât people in this world who looked exactly alike. From the perspective of genetics, this was a reasonable phenomenon.
She had once tried to test Qin Jinchen. Those legs were indeed useless, but this song Rao seemed to be quite healthy.
Gong Xueming had originally wanted to persuade Jiang Yi not to take things too hard. Yesterday, the Second Master had even called him, asking him to comfort his wife properly.
There was a person in this world who looked exactly like the Second Master. You could treat him as the Second Master!
However, he felt that by saying so much, Jiang Yi would be able to guess the truth. After all, this woman was extremely smart. In the end, after much hesitation, Gong Xueming decided not to say anything.