Chapter 155: Isn’t It The Place Where You’re Buried?
This loud voice made Nan Yuanman subconsciously hold the watch farther away. After Zhang Shimian finished wailing, she asked: “Brother Shi Mian, what happened?”
She remembered that Zhang Shimian was from Sanqing Temple. If something happened, he should first go to Sanqing Temple. Why did he come to her?
Zhang Shimian was very worried: “Perfection, I originally shouldn’t come to you, but this matter really needs your help. Can you come to Shangjing tomorrow? We’ll talk in person; it’s not clear on the phone.”
Nan Yuanman stretched out her short little chubby hand and calculated: “Probably not tomorrow. Tomorrow I have to help the client relocate the grave. I can go to Shangjing the day after.”
Jiang Beishu’s matter hadn’t been resolved yet. She had to handle Jiang Beishu’s side before going to Shangjing.
Zhang Shimian breathed a sigh of relief: “Alright then. The day after tomorrow, I’ll arrange for someone to pick you up.”
“No need. When the time comes, I’ll go with Uncle Feng. Leave the address with me, and I’ll come find you when I arrive.” Nan Yuanman glanced at Feng Congqian and said.
Uncle Feng? Zhang Shimian originally wanted to ask who this Uncle Feng was, but suddenly chaotic footsteps came from behind, accompanied by a somewhat frightened voice: “Master! Master Zhang! My son is having another episode! Please go take a look!”
Zhang Shimian could only hurriedly say: “Perfection, I’ll hang up first. Call me when you arrive in Shangjing.”
Nan Yuanman: “Okay.”
From the moment she started the call, Feng Congqian had been quietly sitting beside her. After she hung up, he cautiously asked: “Perfection, who was that just now?”
“Zhang Shimian, a Taoist priest from Sanqing Temple.” Nan Yuanman yawned, rubbed her slightly dry eyes, and answered him lazily.
Feng Congqian looked puzzled. A Taoist priest from Sanqing Temple asking a five-year-old little bean for help—was that right? Had Sanqing Temple fallen this far?
But he didn’t say it out loud. He bent down to pick up Nan Yuanman and took her to eat, wash up, and sleep. The rest could wait until they returned to Shangjing.
“By the way, Perfection, your mother’s grave… does it need to be relocated?” Feng Congqian gently wiped her hair and asked softly.
“No. Grandpa said the place she’s in now is the best for her and for me. Don’t disturb her grave. After my hundred years, I’ll be buried with her…” Nan Yuanman yawned drowsily, mumbled it out, tilted her little head, and fell asleep directly.
Feng Congqian looked at the little bundle who tilted her head into his arms and fell asleep. He pinched her chubby cheek and chuckled lightly: “Okay, sleep. Good night, Perfection.”
One night without dreams.
The next day, after fermenting overnight, the news of the Jiang family harshly abusing their biological daughter, favoring the foster daughter, and the foster daughter getting together with the foster father spread across the entire internet.
Today’s netizens loved watching these wealthy family gossips the most, especially since the Jiang family was S City’s richest family, and it involved scandalous news. They ate it up even more enthusiastically.
Someone even specially made a PPT explaining the intricate relationships among the Jiang family members.
The Jiang family members now had a terrible reputation online. Jiang Chuyun, who was in the entertainment industry, suffered a major blow to his career. Cooperating brands and film crews all terminated contracts with him, and his Weibo followers dropped millions of active fans overnight.
The comments under his daily interactions with Jiang Xinxin and Jiang Yueyao were unbearable. Even the company he signed with sent him a contract termination statement, and he also had to face huge compensation.
Jiang Lixuan’s esports studio also took a hit. The comments under the official account were a mess.
The Jiang family’s stocks kept falling, and the previously agreed cooperations were all canceled overnight. No matter how humbly Jiang Junsheng begged, the other party wouldn’t renew.
Only Jiang Hengzhi’s racing club and Jiang Yunjing’s research work were unaffected, though their online accounts were dug up by netizens. They turned off the comments to avoid disturbance.
The Jiang family members couldn’t spare time to handle the online rumors now. After Ge Peiyao woke up in the hospital, she went mad. She wanted to settle accounts with Jiang Yueyao first, but Jiang Yueyao was taken away by the police for investigation after leaving the press conference hall.
Only Jiang Xinxin was home. Butler Li had resigned to Jiang Tianzong last night and returned to his hometown overnight.
Jiang Xinxin was still young and didn’t fully understand what had happened at home. Why had Grandfather suddenly become her father? Why had Mother suddenly been taken away by the police?
She hadn’t slept well all night. When she saw Ge Peiyao return, she instinctively ran up like before to seek comfort and protection: “Grandmother…”
Before she finished speaking, Ge Peiyao slapped her hard across the face, and she staggered and fell to the ground.
“Don’t call me Grandmother! I’m not your grandmother! I don’t have a granddaughter like you!” Ge Peiyao’s eyes were bloodshot. Now, seeing Jiang Xinxin made her think of Jiang Yueyao secretly rolling around with Jiang Tianzong, and all the stupid things she had done over the years, deceived by Jiang Yueyao!
What stuck in her throat the most was that the granddaughter she had loved all these years wasn’t her granddaughter, but her husband’s illegitimate daughter!
An illegitimate daughter born from the foster daughter! It made her want to vomit just thinking about it!
She angrily grabbed Jiang Xinxin and dragged her outside: “You and your mother are both ungrateful white-eyed wolves! Get out! Get out of here!”
Jiang Xinxin hadn’t recovered from the slap when Ge Peiyao dragged her forcefully outside. She cried in fear, twisting and struggling: “Wahhh! Grandmother! Don’t make me leave!”
The still young Jiang Xinxin couldn’t resist Ge Peiyao and was directly thrown out of the Jiang family villa.
The Jiang family’s matter had already spread throughout Tai Gu Villa Area. Neighboring residents pretended to water flowers or exercise, perking up their ears to quietly gossip about the Jiang family.
Ge Peiyao didn’t give them a chance to gossip. After throwing Jiang Xinxin out, she shut the door, no matter how she cried and made noise outside.
The gossipers enthusiastically informed Jiang Tianzong, who had just woken up in the hospital, about the news here.
Jiang Tianzong had been arrogant his whole life and never lost such a big face in front of outsiders, especially those he used to look down on, who now feigned concern in front of him. It infuriated him so much he nearly fainted again.
He forced himself to tell his assistant to take Jiang Xinxin away and not leave her outside to make a fool of themselves.
In the Jiang family villa, Ge Peiyao clutched her sore chest and sat bewildered in the empty living room, looking at the cold and desolate home. Regret finally welled up in her heart.
She regretted it. She had misjudged people, mistaking a fake for the real thing, and even forced her own biological daughter for a fake one…
Unfortunately, there was no regret medicine in the world. No matter how much she regretted, the young girl who had once been by her side, caring for her and wanting to get close to her, would never return…
With the Feng family and other S City companies fanning the flames, in just one morning, the companies under the Jiang family declared bankruptcy and owed a huge debt.
Jiang Tianzong was greatly stimulated and fell into a coma again for first aid. When he woke up, his mouth was crooked, and he couldn’t speak clearly.
Jiang Yueyao in the police station was still fantasizing that Jiang Tianzong would come bail her out, not knowing that he could barely protect himself now. She would spend the rest of her life in prison…
Everything about the Jiang family had nothing to do with Nan Yuanman. After helping Bai Wenyin clear her name, she didn’t pay special attention to their outcome.
Early in the morning, she received a message from Jiang Beishu, telling her that the thing had been found and asking her to come take a look and ask if this was the burial site back then.
After arriving at Jiang Beishu’s home, Nan Yuanman didn’t beat around the bush. She directly knocked on the coffin parked in the living room and asked the ghost lying inside: “Is the location he found the place where you were buried back then?”
