The CEO’s Substitute Wife Is A Genius
Chapter 221: Sister Man, didn’t you save an old lady before?

Chapter 221: Chapter 221: Sister Man, didn’t you save an old lady before?

"Not bad, Jiang Man is your sister-in-law, and you knew about it? Truly a know-it-all in high society!"

"That’s right... My reputation isn’t just for show."

"Wait a minute!" Wen Jingya finally realized what was going on, slow on the uptake.

"What did you just say? Jiang Man is Nan Juefeng’s ’white moonlight’?"

"Yes..." Brother Song blinked his eyes.

Hadn’t he made himself clear?

"How could she!" Wen Jingya was furious, her chest tight with panic, as if she was about to explode at any moment.

"Are you sure it’s her? Jiang Man? The Jiang from the river? The Man that means enchanting? Are you absolutely certain?" Wen Jingya couldn’t believe it, refused to believe it to her dying breath.

She grabbed Brother Song’s collar, frantically questioning him as if she had lost her mind.

Brother Song was terrified, nodding nervously and submissively: "...It’s her, otherwise why would Mr. Nan hide the news? He’s been searching for Jiang Man for 15 years, practically dying to let the whole world know his longing for Jiang Man. The only reason he’s keeping it a secret is that Jiang Man is married. Isn’t he afraid that disclosing it would harm her reputation?"

"Ah, go to hell!" Wen Jingya screamed hysterically, pushing Brother Song away with force.

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Man flinched at Wen Jingya’s outburst.

She quickly hung up, feeling deflated like a punctured ball, and collapsed onto the single sofa behind her.

The soft sofa didn’t bring her any comfort; instead, it felt restricting, as though the space was closing in on her.

She felt as if something was tightly wrapping around her, squeezing all her muscles and blood vessels inward.

Uncomfortable... She felt like she couldn’t breathe, like she was close to suffocating...

Why, why are all the good men Jiang Man’s?

Jiang Man had already taken Lu Xingzhou away from her, why did she have to take Nan Juefeng too?

Why does one person have to monopolize two top-tier men?

It’s not enough for her to claim the title of Mrs. Lu Xingzhou; she also wants Nan Juefeng’s heart?

Why, despite both their names being Jiang Man, are their destinies worlds apart?

In what way is she inferior to Jiang Man? Where did she lose to Jiang Man?

"Hello, I’d like a few cocktails, the strongest you have."

Jiang Man couldn’t figure it out; she knew if she didn’t numb herself with alcohol again, she would go crazy just like Wen Jingya.

"Certainly, miss. Would a Long Island Iced Tea do?"

"I don’t want iced tea! I want alcohol!" Jiang Man growled.

The waiter was a bit embarrassed: "The name of the cocktail is Long Island Iced Tea, but it actually has an alcohol content of over 40%."

"Sorry, then a Long Island Iced Tea it is."

"Pfft, this newly adopted daughter of the Lu family is so unsophisticated, she’s never even had a Long Island Iced Tea?"

"Heard she’s not from the city, her family’s from a small county. Ditched by her own parents, she insisted on recognizing the Lu family as her ancestors."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, such a vain person."

The socialites feigned friendliness with Jiang Man but in reality, they looked down on her.

A little Long Island Iced Tea was all it took for them to ridicule Jiang Man endlessly.

Jiang Man heard their murmurs and gossip.

For some reason, her emotions suddenly reined in; she didn’t erupt in a hysterical rage, nor did she resort to violence like Jiang Man at the slightest provocation.

She was very quiet, unusually quiet.

Sitting silently on the sofa, her hands were forcefully pulling at the genuine leather.

Internally, she silently vowed that she would rise above and step on all these gossip-loving heiresses!

...

"Man, what happened?" Wu Yingfan arrived late, and as soon as he entered the hall, he heard the socialites mocking Jiang Man.

"All because of a Long Island Iced Tea." Jiang Man couldn’t be bothered to explain, lifting the Margarita in front of her.

She was well aware of her low alcohol tolerance, so she would either drink juice or cocktails with low alcohol content.

Wu Yingfan turned and gathered some information, then cheekily brought over a Long Island Iced Tea.

"So, a pheasant will never become a phoenix, will it?"

He had no fondness for Jiang Man at all.

After taking the money, she just left, and now she has the cheek to come back?

And it’s not just coming back—she even became the Lu Family’s adopted daughter?

If this isn’t seizing gratitude to seek repayment, then what is?

"I even suspect that Jiang Man knew Madam Lu’s identity, which is why she rescued her."

"Now you’re spouting mysteries. With Jiang Man’s abilities, how could she possibly know Grandma’s whereabouts? Her saving Grandma must have been a coincidence; there’s no way it was premeditated."

"Right, she really doesn’t have that capability." Wu Yingfan nodded agreeably, "Man, didn’t you also save an old lady before? Did that old lady ever look for you afterward?"

"No." Jiang Man said indifferently, sipping her sweet and sour Margarita.

Wu Yingfan took a big gulp of Long Island iced tea, his mouth burning hot.

He stuck out his tongue to fan it, frowning as he said, "Tell me, it’s the same with old ladies. How come Jiang Man’s rescue earned her such eager repayment, but the one you saved was an ingrate?"

"Get lost, did I save people to get something in return? I’m a doctor!" Jiang Man glared at him, dissatisfied and kicked towards his leg.

Wu Yingfan yelped in pain and thick-skinned as he was, chuckled, "Just joking, just joking. You’ve taken an oath to Nightingale; how could you even be compared to someone foul like Jiang Man?"

"When did your mouth become so poisonous? Calling someone a foul person?" Jiang Man said with a smile that did not reach her eyes.

She was not familiar with Jiang Man; as of now, there was no conflict between them. They were like water from different wells; thus, she maintained a relatively friendly attitude for the time being.

"Calling her foul is already putting it mildly. I can’t stand people who capitalize on gratitude like her, always taking and never satisfied, nauseating."

As he spoke, Wu Yingfan even mimed vomiting.

"You’re amazing, keep talking." Jiang Man responded lazily, chatting with him in a half-hearted way.

In her heart, she actually had a scale for weighing the people and events of the world, her own measuring stick.

What’s the use of a scale? To distinguish between beauty and ugliness, good and evil, right and wrong, truth and falsehood in the world.

Different scales in one’s heart lead to different perceptions of weight.

It goes without saying, nobody’s perfect.

For now, Jiang Man in her heart was just an ordinary person. Ordinary people have greed, ignorance, resentment, anger, hate, evil, desire—all normal things; it just depends on how much on the scale in the end.

Jiang Man pondered this as she suddenly recalled some important information.

Jiang Man explicitly expressed in front of Grandma, the aunt, and everyone else that the man she liked was Nan Juefeng, showing no interest in Lu Xingzhou.

Earlier at the horse ranch, Jiang Man had tried hard to catch Nan Juefeng’s attention, but ultimately did not get her wishes fulfilled.

Her gaze inadvertently shifted towards Jiang Man sitting alone in the corner on a sofa.

A fierce aura radiated around her, vastly different from when she first arrived at the banquet hall.

...

Meanwhile, in the VIP lounge.

Nan Juefeng leaned on the sofa, working on his laptop, sipping tea simultaneously.

He hadn’t intended to attend today’s mixer, but upon learning that Jiang Man would be there, he commanded Shen Yu to get him an admission ticket, just to catch a glimpse of her.

Frankly, the members of this mixer were a mixed bag, some imposters skulking in with various aims—to snare a millionaire or latch onto a wealthy widow.

Had it not been for Jiang Man, he wouldn’t have given such a mixer even a cursory glance; he found it contemptible.

"President, we’ve got the information, it’s been sent to your email."

Shen Yu pushed open the door of the lounge and walked in, reporting respectfully.

Nan Juefeng glanced at the laptop, and an email notification popped up at the bottom right corner.

He opened the message and found the investigation quite thorough. Unlike the fruitless search for Jiang Man, the details on Jiang Man were meticulous, almost all there.

"Graduated from a vocational high school? Currently studying at the Royal Ballet Academy in Paris?"

Scrolling further down, Nan Juefeng fell silent.

So it turned out that Jiang Man was the lifesaver of the elderly Mr. Lu, who had initially intended for her to marry Lu Xingzhou.

In the end, Jiang Man took the money and ran off to France, and Jiang Man unexpectedly got married to Lu Xingzhou due to a misunderstanding.

If Jiang Man had run off once, why had she come back now? What was her purpose?

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