Rebirth: I Am Super Rich in Apocalypse
Chapter 227: Fan Yao’s Dark History

Chapter 227: Chapter 227: Fan Yao’s Dark History

Jhiang Yuan returned home, but she did not idle.

More and more people gathered downstairs; by the afternoon, there were actually over a dozen people there at once.

Alas, these people!

They’ve become the prey of others without even realizing.

Xiao Long, at least, is following three people around to help every day.

The rest of them have not shown their faces.

Of course, that’s not safe either—the ones hidden in the shadows are often the most dangerous.

The viper’s offspring always strike when you least expect it.

Jhiang Yuan didn’t keep it to herself—the proximity of 1202 was too close, and if she hadn’t taken precautions, they would have been vulnerable from behind.

At least with her not around, her mom and dad would be on their guard.

Jhiang Xingzhi looked at the bustling scene below with joy.

People meant hope.

"Daughter, I’ll go take a look too," he said.

Qin Yue looked at him disapprovingly, a look of complaint on her face, "It’s so cold, what are you going over there for? You really are idle."

"Haven’t I been cooped up for too long? I was just thinking, since there are people below, why not take a stroll?"

"Dad, better not go. Do you know whether those people are good or bad? What if they start eyeing us?"

"Exactly, I’m telling you, just stay at home honestly and behave," added Qin Yue.

Qin Yue found the right argument and began to instruct her father.

Jhiang Xingzhi simply thought Jhiang Yuan made a good point, so he conceded.

"Okay, okay, I won’t go, don’t worry!" he said.

Despite saying this, he wasn’t really idle and instead went to the balcony to sweep snow.

Jhiang Yuan knew it was to prevent too much snow from accumulating, which would become too difficult to clear all at once.

With her parents at home, she really had a lot less to worry about; she hardly had to take care of anything herself.

Times like these always made her think of Old Lady Xia.

Calculated for a lifetime, with all sorts of intelligence and strategy deployed against her.

Even thinking that her marriage to Xia Chaoyang was like stealing the woman’s son.

She got what she deserved. Even now, Jhiang Yuan felt it was not enough.

As the saying goes, ’a crooked stick will have a crooked shadow’; if her values had been right, she wouldn’t have raised such a son.

By seven in the evening, it was already pitch-dark outside.

Jhiang Yuan specifically wore a black windbreaker, fearing being too conspicuous.

Song Yi, Ye Mianmian, Zhang Kaiyang, Fan Qing, and Liang Kang all arrived; several people gathered on the twentieth floor.

Then they headed downstairs, as they needed to keep watch today.

It was unclear what was happening on the twelfth floor; fortunately, Ye Mianmian’s empty home on the eleventh floor was suitable.

Ever since He Xing and He Yue left, the only visit was a couple days ago to maintain the place for Grandma Ye.

It’s usually vacant, so it was convenient to use now.

Song Yi and the other guys were keeping watch on this side of the eleventh-floor corridor, not inside the stairwell.

If you walked directly through the stairs, you wouldn’t be able to see them.

The girls meanwhile went inside the apartment where it was warmer.

Ye Mianmian brought out some stools for them to sit on. Everyone was dressed warmly, which was just as well...

Inside was much more convenient. They turned on a small night light and sat together in a circle.

Jhiang Yuan had stuck on several adhesive body warmers and even brought a hot water bottle along.

Ye Mianmian had everyone sit on the couch and covered them with a blanket she had previously used, to keep warmer.

The weather at night was too chilly—there was just no other way.

"By the way, do you think the group from the twelfth floor will go out?" she asked.

They say three women together can put on quite a show, and this was undoubtedly the case.

"It will happen for sure, but whether it’s today, I can’t say."

Jhiang Yuan gave an absolute answer; she just wanted to reassure the two girls.

"Then it’d better be today, or else it’s so cold, and we’ll have to come back tomorrow to keep watch.

They do wrong, and we suffer for it—I’m speechless."

Jhiang Yuan patted Ye Mianmian’s head; the girl had calmed down and was finally looking a bit more like her usual self.

She was taken aback by the sudden touch, feeling a tinge of sadness.

"By the way, Qingqing, has Fan Yao always been like this?"

When it came to her, Fan Qing had a bellyful of comments to make.

"Not just her, their whole family is selfish and stingy..."

"Hurry, tell us already, or it’s too boring..."

Jhiang Yuan wanted to find out more about this cousin and also divert attention to cheer up Ye Mianmian.

"Haven’t I told you before about the things between my family and theirs?"

Yes, everyone knew it was about a job opportunity.

"My paternal uncle has always been lazy; even when he was young, he was known as the lazy one in ten miles.

It was because my grandpa had a formal job that our family conditions were somewhat decent.

In the countryside, to marry off a daughter-in-law, the dowry had to be substantial.

You might not know, but back in the day, our area was really poor, let alone what’s called ’three rounds and a sound.’

Just making two new sets of luggage was considered a good family.

To marry off my uncle, they spent quite a bit of money, even bought a bicycle.

But after my aunt came into the family, she realized it wasn’t like that at all.

The two fought a lot, but my aunt wasn’t diligent either, so the couple was well-matched in their laziness.

Later, when my dad got the job, they became even more outrageous.

While my grandpa was alive, it was still bearable, but after he passed, they came to our house to make trouble every day..."

At this point, Fan Qing was grinding her teeth with regret for not having realized it sooner.

Her parents’ generation was still paying back these so-called debts of gratitude.

"Fan Yao was even worse. She dropped out of junior high to date a boy, and my uncle disagreed.

She ran away and demanded my dad give her travel money.

You know, because my dad didn’t let her go and told my uncle about it, she hated our family ever since.

In the past, it was just stealing some of my food, drinks, toys, and clothes.

But later on, she specifically targeted me."

"How did she target you?"

Sure enough, Ye Mianmian was intrigued and began asking questions.

"Waiting for me to date someone and then go telling on me.

Pff, as if everyone is like her. Back when I was in high school, she even had my dad pull some strings to get her a job at the school supermarket."

The school supermarket, if she did a good job there, wouldn’t be too bad, plus it was close to home.

At this point, Fan Qing leaned in mysteriously.

"You probably won’t believe it if I tell you, but at the school supermarket, she got involved with the boss."

"Wow, that’s pretty impressive, straight up promotion to boss’s wife..."

"Sister Yuan, it’s not that easy. The guy was in his forties, about the same age as my dad.

The most embarrassing part was that the boss’s daughter was from our school; she caused a huge scene.

She actually went to their house, insisting on a divorce, and the boss’s daughter, no pushover herself, rounded up some classmates and in front of everyone, stripped her!"

Man, that’s thrilling.

Who would’ve thought, such a meek looking person could have such a "glorious" history.

"So, did they get divorced in the end?"

"Of course not, at that age, it was just a fling..."

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