The CEO’s Substitute Wife Is A Genius
Chapter 138: The Great God Arrives!

Chapter 138: Chapter 138: The Great God Arrives!

Jiang Man’s body stiffened, and she was dazed for quite a while.

She even felt her head booming, as if it had crashed.

From a young age, she had experienced all the vicissitudes of the world, the warmth and coldness of humanity, abandoned by her biological parents, and then adopted and loved by her foster father as his own.

As she grew up, she was not short of friends; she became the treasure her foster father held dear in his palms, the young lady of the conglomerate, where her wishes for wind or rain were instantly fulfilled.

Yet even so, this was the first time she had felt such sincere and fervent love.

The man expressed his brimming love verbally, crazily testing the limits of restraint.

He was soberly aware, madly suppressing himself as he walked back and forth between public decency and genuine feelings.

Eventually, not wanting to hurt anyone, he only allowed himself to go mad.

Jiang Man was staggered, watching the red-eyed man who looked so helpless, so pitiable.

He was obviously powerful enough to cover the sky, the president of the Nan Corporation.

Clearly, he did not need to be so abject, so pitiful.

For reasons unknown, Jiang Man’s heart trembled slightly.

At that moment, something had touched the softest part of her heart.

She considered herself someone who did not understand emotions, especially love.

Having lived for 20 years, she did not even know what it felt like to be moved.

"Dr. Jiang, I’m fine now,"

Nan Juefeng suddenly let go of Jiang Man and moved to the side.

"Your medical skills are truly profound, capable of discerning a person’s most genuine inner thoughts. I’ve seen clearly now and know how to heal myself."

Jiang Man was pulled from her whirlwind thoughts, opened her mouth as if to say something, and eventually swallowed her words back.

Just what happened at that instant?

Did she actually feel uncomfortable?

"I will write a prescription for you later; you can go to the psychology department and have a psychologist prescribe it."

Jiang Man stood up, intending to walk to the desk, but remembering the folded paper stars and the notebook filled with her name on the desk, she hesitated.

Changing direction, she walked out of the room and called the butler to get her paper and pen.

After writing down the prescription, she gave some instructions.

"What’s wrong?" Wu Yingfan followed her, noticing she hadn’t taken her medical bag and seemed distracted.

"Man sis, I’ll get the medical bag."

Jiang Man walked out of the villa on her own and got into her big G.

She touched the small drawer on the central console, pulled open the drawer, and rummaged through several pieces of candy.

She tore all the wrappers at once and stuffed the candies into her mouth one after another.

At that moment, from the second floor of the villa, the man stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking through the glass, overlooking the girl in the big G.

The glass was privacy-protected; the man inside could see the outside clearly, but those outside could not see inside.

Jiang Man raised her head and looked toward the sunlit window.

A window opened, and through the corner of her eye, she could barely make out Wu Yingfan’s fleeting figure.

A few minutes later, Wu Yingfan came huffing into the car with the medical bag and a medical bag.

"Man sis, you’re incredible! Just now I saw that Nan Juefeng appeared quite spirited, completely different from the beggarly figure we saw when we first entered..."

"Don’t describe him using the word ’beggar’!" Jiang Man interrupted Wu Yingfan sharply, startling him.

This was the first time he had seen Man sis lose her temper for no reason.

"What happened..." Wu Yingfan asked with concern.

Jiang Man frowned, her brows furrowed with irritation as she chomped down hard on the candy.

"I ask you, if there was someone who had liked you for 15 years, always regarding you as their pillar of support, how would you feel?"

"What?" Wu Yingfan reacted as if he’d heard a tall tale, "In today’s society, are there still such pure-hearted people? Are you sure they’re not writing a screenplay?"

"Are you itching for a beating? I’m being serious here." Jiang Man gave the young man in the passenger seat a cold, fierce look.

Wu Yingfan, unafraid of boiling water like a dead pig, still sat up straight in cooperation, "If a woman had been secretly in love with me for 15 years, considering me her pillar of support, then I would definitely marry her and cherish her all my life!"

"Why is that?" Jiang Man asked deliberately, the chill on her face subsiding considerably, with a hint of unabashed curiosity.

"It boils down to choosing between someone I love and someone who loves me, and definitely the latter. Whoever is the loving party gets tired; I don’t want to live so exhaustingly."

Wu Yingfan talked to himself, suddenly realizing something.

"Wait a minute, Jiang, aren’t you always disinterested in matters of love and romance? Why are you asking so much today?"

Jiang Man gave him a glance.

The two had been close since childhood, could talk about anything, so she told Wu Yingfan about Nan Juefeng’s confession and a childhood incident between them.

Upon hearing this, Wu Yingfan cursed, nearly jumping from his seat and hitting his head.

"This is a tragic fate, you’re already married, and he has been infatuated for 15 years. It’s just unfortunate that you didn’t meet earlier."

Wu Yingfan shook his head, "But it’s not the old society now; if you two really love each other, then you should divorce your brother-in-law."

Speaking of Lu Xingzhou, Wu Yingfan pursed his lips, somewhat reluctantly, "Brother-in-law is somewhat pitiful; he hasn’t done anything wrong, and just like that, his wife is gone."

Jiang Man knocked Wu Yingfan on the head with her hand, "What nonsense are you talking about? It’s as if Nan Juefeng and I did something to wrong Lu Xingzhou."

"Lu Xingzhou and I have a contracted marriage, a duration of one year, and once the period ends, he and I will go our separate ways, without any involvement with each other."

"What?" Wu Yingfan yelled in shock.

"Are you sick?" Jiang Man stared at him speechlessly.

Wu Yingfan hurriedly explained, "I didn’t want to make such a noise; I was just too surprised! So, do you and Nan Juefeng have a chance in the future?"

"I don’t know." Jiang Man was somewhat irritable.

She didn’t understand what it felt like to be moved, nor what it felt like to fall in love with someone.

She only felt very uncomfortable at the moment Nan Juefeng confessed.

That was a feeling she had never experienced before; she wasn’t sure if that feeling was being moved or... being soft-hearted.

"Don’t tell a third person about Lu Xingzhou and my secret marriage."

Jiang Man started the car, gripping the steering wheel, and warned the person in the passenger seat.

Wu Yingfan scratched his head, "Got it, got it."

After all, he didn’t understand matters of love that much either.

...

That evening, a miracle happened at Huayin Music.

Lu Zhan received the revised sheet music from Jiang Man and was pondering which female singer to collaborate with.

Just as he had locked himself in the recording studio for an afternoon and was about to have dinner, there was a noisy commotion outside.

The assistant pushed open the soundproof door of the recording studio, breathless.

"Hurry... hurry... Brother Zhan, something big has happened!"

"What’s the matter?" Lu Zhan frowned, putting down the manuscript in his hand.

The last time the assistant was this flustered was during last year’s annual gala when the team had lost a brooch sponsored by a sponsor, worth a million.

"Did we lose something valuable again?"

"No, no." The assistant calmed his chest, "A big shot has arrived! Even the president was alarmed and personally went down to greet him at the company entrance; the president wants you to hurry down too!"

"Big shot, who?" Lu Zhan looked unapproachable.

He was a superstar; who could be of a higher status than him?

And yet the president himself went to meet them?

"JOJO! She’s here!"

"What?" Lu Zhan almost slid off the high stool, his long legs hadn’t even steadied when he dashed out of the recording studio towards the elevator.

He didn’t bother to change his clothes, only wanting to arrive at the destination as soon as possible.

The entire company was boiling. Employees crowded around the elevator, everyone eager to catch a glimpse of JOJO’s grace.

She was, after all, a globally celebrated diva!

Usually, the employees were very respectful towards Lu Zhan, as he was the company’s top artist.

But today, it was as if the sun had risen from the west—no one made way for him.

Everyone crammed into the elevator equally. No one would step out unless the elevator sounded its overload alarm.

Once they squeezed onto the elevator, a group surged out like wild horses to the front of the company building.

The thirty-something-story building soared into the clouds, its gray façade solemn and austere, bathed in the afterglow of the sunset.

This time should have been the peak of rush hour, but today was unlike any other time.

Employees did not rush to leave but instead stood in two orderly rows, craning their necks in anticipation.

"What’s going on? Did JOJO suddenly decide to come?" Lu Zhan asked his assistant, only to realize the assistant hadn’t managed to squeeze onto the elevator and was nowhere to be found.

An employee nearby answered him, "Half an hour ago. A call to the president’s office informed us that JOJO would arrive in half an hour."

"How can you be sure it’s not a prank?" Lu Zhan frowned, his face full of skepticism.

"JOJO’s agent personally made the call. How could it be fake?"

"..." Lu Zhan thought these people were crazy.

How could they be sure it was JOJO’s agent?

They had never been in contact before.

"She’s here, she’s here!"

Just as Lu Zhan was questioning, someone suddenly exclaimed.

The crowd surged forward distinctly, and Lu Zhan, staying where he was, was bewilderedly pushed to the very back.

A glossy black minivan slowly drove up to the company’s front gate, followed by a truck.

The truck’s door opened, and out jumped about twenty black-suited, black-skinned African American bodyguards.

The bodyguards quickly organized the scene.

They barricaded the crowd before the minivan’s door was finally opened.

A blonde-haired, blue-eyed white girl stepped down from the van, wearing black bell-bottoms and a leopard-print tight top.

Letting her blonde hair flutter in the wind, she strode forward with her superior long legs, waving at fans on both sides as she walked.

"Ah, it really is JOJO!"

The employees went mad!

They were a music company, and for many, JOJO was their idol, considering it an honor of a lifetime to see her even once.

Lu Zhan, squeezed by a group of little potatoes, thankfully tall enough, could look over the dense crowd and saw the lady confidently striding towards their president.

The president of Huayin, his suit crisp and elegant, although worth several billion, instantly turned into a fanboy upon seeing his idol, shed his presidential demeanor, and chatted with JOJO before motioning for the photographer to take a photo of them together.

After the photo, he whispered sternly to his secretary: "Where’s Lu Zhan? JOJO personally asked to see him by name."

"I’ve already asked his assistant to notify him..."

"Forget it, tell Lu Zhan to come directly to my office later!"

...

Night fell.

The dormitory buildings at Beiyin Academy were peaceful.

After a full day of military training, the freshmen could hardly wait to wash up and lie down immediately.

After the plagiarism incident, Zhang Ziqi felt deflated, completely unable to muster any energy.

She leaned on her chair, unwilling to shower or lie down, simply staring blankly at her phone.

Wen Rui was about to go to a "Light Bar" performance, and she was currently packing her bag to leave.

Just as she shouldered her bag and stepped out, Mao Lili dashed in.

She had forgotten to bring her basin and toiletries, and only brought back her phone.

"Big news, explosive news!"

The dormitory was silent.

Just then, the entire floor suddenly became noisy.

Soon, the entire building, and even the whole dormitory block, erupted in noise.

"What’s happening?" Wen Rui jumped in fright and couldn’t help asking.

"Huayin posted on Weibo, they released a teaser of Lu Zhan’s new song; he actually invited JOJO to duet a love song with him!"

"No way?" Wen Rui, who was usually indifferent to gossip, couldn’t sit still after hearing this explosive news.

She quickly fished out her old phone and opened Weibo.

On Weibo, not only was there a teaser of Lu Zhan’s new song, but there was also a video of JOJO arriving at Huayin.

Looking at the comments, it directly spiked to more than a million views.

[My God! JOJO is singing a Chinese song? Am I dreaming?]

[As a passerby, I don’t understand, is this JOJO really that impressive?]

[She’s very impressive. For instance, it’s like Michael Jackson deciding to sing with Wang Wenqiang. That’s how big of a deal it is. PS: I’m Wang Wenqiang.]

[Comment above, 666.]

[You can’t just invite JOJO with money. If she’s not interested, she wouldn’t give face even for a billion.]

[You guys probably don’t know, but JOJO was worth a billion by the age of 16. Now at 23, she’s worth 132 billion. She’s a genuine rich woman, she’s like a publicly listed company all by herself!]

[Ah, I really want to know why she agreed to collaborate with Lu Zhan? Honestly, Lu Zhan’s status is not even close to JOJO’s; it’s like comparing a primary school student to a university student.]

Wen Rui read with great focus, getting more excited the more she read.

Her idol was JOJO!

She hoped that one day, she too could become a globally sensational singer like JOJO.

"Hey? I can’t believe this!" Wen Rui exclaimed as she read intently, when Mao Lili suddenly gasped in excitement.

"Ruirui, your name is also up there, look, look!"

Mao Lili’s urging instantly invigorated the disheartened Zhang Ziqi.

She opened Weibo and looked at Huayin’s updates.

Scrolling down to the third post, it clearly stated that Lu Zhan’s new album’s second lead single "Cotton Candy" would feature the female singer Wen Rui.

Many netizens commented below, "Who is Wen Rui?"

Huayin’s official account replied and pinned the comment: A new singer, please look forward to it!

"Singer?" Zhang Ziqi mulled over the word.

She hadn’t even debuted yet, but already carried the title of a singer?

"Ah, Ruirui, what’s going on? You really collaborated with Lu Zhan?" Mao Lili jumped and danced around, thrilled.

Wen Rui blinked, still not quite processing the news, "I don’t know. My cousin said she knew Lu Zhan and would arrange it."

"Ah, Jiang Man is really a very strong backer! No, no, I must beg her, ask her to get me a role as the leading lady in the music video!"

Only then did Wen Rui realize, her cousin was truly awesome!

Having four billionaire uncles was indeed extraordinary; it was like having the power to command wind and rain, elevating everyone connected to her.

She, along with Mao Lili and Zhang Ziqi, were like the chicken and dogs who rose to heaven alongside their cousin!

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