The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot
Chapter 507 - 507 461 Yuexuans Fate【1 More】

Chapter 507: 461 Yuexuan’s Fate【1 More】 Chapter 507: 461 Yuexuan’s Fate【1 More】 Ji Yiyuan also signed up for the experiment on the island that year.

Although he was accepted, he could only stay on the periphery, as he had absolutely no access to the core area.

Nevertheless, Ji Yiyuan too felt lucky in the end that he didn’t go in.

Otherwise, it would have been him lying on the hospital bed right now.

Ji Yiyuan also investigated how Wen Fengmian managed to survive and even suspected that some ancient physician had saved him.

The remains of the researchers who died that year are still radioactive to this day.

Especially the DEATH fog they were contaminated with—Ji Family also stored it, placing it high out of reach, daring not to touch it lightly.

But after a long investigation, all the signs indicated that Wen Fengmian had dragged his injured body to Qingshui County by himself.

Latterly, he took a wife who then ran away with her eldest daughter.

It wasn’t just any tragedy.

If anyone was helping Wen Fengmian, how could he live for so long in that impoverished area of Qingshui County?

A fierce killing intent flashed in Ji Yiyuan’s eyes.

It had not been easy for him to gain his current position within the Ji Family, and he must not let it be destroyed because of Wen Fengmian.

He must eliminate Wen Fengmian.

Originally, he had two ancient martial artists with over ten years of cultivation by his side.

But recently, there seemed to be some changes within the Ancient Martial World.

Without orders from the main house, Ji Yiyuan had no qualification to enter the Ancient Martial World, merely hearing that it had something to do with the Judicial Hall.

All the ancient martial arts families had recalled their martial artists who were abroad, only leaving behind the lowest strength martial apprentices.

Martial apprentices could easily deal with a black belt in Taekwondo, but it was uncertain if they could successfully assassinate Wen Fengmian.

If they did it quietly, then good, but if they spooked the target, the loss would outweigh the gain.

“Go, log on to the NOK forum.” Ji Yiyuan thought carefully, then muttered, “First post a reward, don’t mention killing anyone, just publish part of the information.”

“Specify a sharpshooter or hypnotist only, not assassins, as they’re more likely to get caught,” he instructed.

A sharpshooter, with proper equipment, could headshot from hundreds of meters away.

A hypnotist would be even safer.

The middle-aged man nodded: “Yes, master.”

“Also, that Ying Family in Shanghai City,” Ji Yiyuan frowned, “what exactly is going on with them now?”

Because of Wen Fengmian, he had watched “Endless Love,” but the ending was not what he had expected.

“Master, you asked me to keep an eye on the online news, I’ve seen it,” said the middle-aged man. “The foster daughter who Madam Ying dotes on is actually her illegitimate daughter, and right now it seems Madam Ying is still in the hospital, not having woken up.”

“Is that so?” Ji Yiyuan furrowed his brows even more, “What about Patriarch Ying?”

“The liver source was originally a match,” the middle-aged man continued. “But now the hospital cannot find the illegitimate daughter, so the surgery has to be postponed. I’m afraid Patriarch Ying won’t last much longer.”

“Tch,” Ji Yiyuan scoffed, “I thought about collaborating with the Ying Family for a while, but it looks like there’s no need now.”

Although he was too lazy to win over Ying Zijin, he had no intention of moving against her either.

The Ji Family had a partnership with Imperial Capital University, and Ying Zijin was highly valued as a prospect by them.

“I have some leads on the experimental project competing with Ji Yihang,” Ji Yiyuan ordered again. “Please invite Miss Yan over, I want to discuss it with her.”

This time, he had to eradicate Wen Fengmian and Ji Yihang in one fell swoop, never letting them rise again.

After the middle-aged man finished his bows, he went to prepare.

**

Shanghai City.

Ying Yuexuan left the Ying family mansion that day and returned to the house rented by Jing Hongzhen.

But she couldn’t get in.

Because the landlord informed her that Jing Hongzhen had vacated the place.

Ying Yuexuan had several bank cards on her and had no choice but to go to the bank to withdraw money.

However, she was unable to take out the money.

Because these bank cards were sub-cards opened by Ying Zhenting and Zhong Manhua, under the suppression of the business circle in the Imperial Capital, all assets of the Ying Family were now frozen, which naturally meant she could not use them.

Ying Yuexuan was thoroughly panicked.

In the past, she wanted to completely replace Ying Zijin and become the young mistress of the Ying Family, attracting everyone’s attention to herself.

But with the recent consecutive changes, Ying Yuexuan wanted nothing more than to live the second half of her life without worries about food and clothing.

However, even this wish was unattainable now.

She didn’t even have a place to stay.

Today was Ying Yuexuan’s third day wandering outside, starved and hungry, she finally managed to get through to Jing Hongzhen’s phone.

Ying Yuexuan said in a low voice, “Mom, where are you? I have no money, can you give me some?”

“What are you talking about?” On the other side of the call, Jing Hongzhen seemed very surprised. “Aren’t you the young mistress of the Ying Family? What do you have to do with me? Why should I care about you? The money I got was all my own, why should I give you any?”

This sentence struck Ying Yuexuan like a bolt of lightning.

She simply couldn’t believe it, “…Mom?”

“Alright, I’m leaving Hua Country soon.” Jing Hongzhen even had the patience to add another sentence, “There’s no need to use this mobile number anymore, don’t call it again, I’ve never raised you, your mother is Zhong Manhua.”

And with that, the phone call was disconnected.

When she called back, all she received was a notice of a disconnected number.

Jing Hongzhen had cancelled her mobile number.

Ying Yuexuan’s face was ashen, and she was covered in a cold sweat.

She could neither leave the country nor attend university.

With no money on her and nobody wanting her, what was she to do?

Ying Yuexuan pursed her lips and walked to the place where she had stayed the day before, then slowly squatted down.

She hugged her head, unable to hold back her tears.

Ying Yuexuan was not a fool; she knew that the letter must have been sent from Ying Zijin’s side.

If only she had done nothing from the beginning, knowing when to stop.

If she had just stayed in the Ying Family without provoking Ying Zijin, none of this would have happened.

Now, not only had she not gained more, but she had also lost everything she had.

But in this world, there are no ifs.

**

After receiving the news from Shanghai City, Yun Shan reported to Fu Yunshen, “Young master, Ying Yuexuan doesn’t have much money, she has started wandering.”

Jing Hongzhen was really ruthless, never considering Ying Yuexuan as important from the beginning to the end.

Not like Zhong Manhua who, at least, had truly doted on Ying Yuexuan for over a decade.

Indeed, those who are not from the same family do not enter the same door.

Fu Yunshen nodded slightly, his fingers gently tapping, “And the customs checkpoint?”

“We have it under surveillance,” Yun Shan nodded, “Jing Hongzhen definitely can’t leave the country.”

They had not acted against Jing Hongzhen all this time just to let her bring down the Ying Family.

The property Jing Hongzhen transferred from the Ying family would have to be given to Ying Tianlv in the end.

Moreover, the fact that Jing Hongzhen had instigated Ying Luwei to abandon Ying Zijin years ago meant they could not let her off.

Although more than twenty years had passed the statute of limitations, just for the private misappropriation of funds alone, she could be sent directly to jail.

Fu Yunshen hummed indifferently.

As Yun Shan was about to leave, he couldn’t help but ask with concern, “Young master, it’s been three days since you last saw Miss Ying, hasn’t it?”

Recently, Ying Zijin had been following Wen Fengmian, busy dealing with the affairs of the Ji Family, so she had been quite occupied.

Fu Yunshen slowly lifted his eyelashes, his expression ambiguous.

At that moment, Yun Shan truly felt the presence of a murderous aura and his legs trembled.

He immediately ran away at full speed.

He had to keep his mouth shut; he didn’t want to be assassinated.

**

Elsewhere.

In Ji Yihang’s home.

Ji Yiyuan had not sent anyone over again, but the Inner Court had indeed sent people.

Ji Yiyuan’s suggestion was accepted by the Inner Court not because they completely favored Ji Yiyuan but because it was indeed a good proposal.

This experimental project had been lacking participants, which was a problem.

It was just in time that Wen Fengmian had returned; they could let him make amends through his contribution.

In this way, when the time came to deliver experimental results to the O region, if the experiment was not successful, they could conveniently push Wen Fengmian out.

But if it was a success, correspondingly, the Inner Court would protect Wen Fengmian, sending ancient martial artists to assist, and even confer honors upon him.

The competition within the Ji Family was just so ruthless, without true ability, one couldn’t hope to survive.

“Fong Mian, you absolutely cannot take this experiment,” Ji Yihang sent away the people from the Inner Court and then pounded the desk heavily, almost laughing out of anger, “Ji Yiyuan is doing this on purpose, he knows no one can complete this experiment and is setting you up.”

Madam Ji also spoke, her expression grave, “Indeed you can’t take it. If you do, it’s tantamount to death. I’ll ask my father if it can be rejected.”

Over the years, Ji Yiyuan’s small actions had been numerous.

He had used similar methods with some experimental projects to bring down several powerful competitors in the race.

It’s difficult to guard against.

Especially since Ji Yiyuan had already won over a number of scientific research talents, and no one in the Ji Family was yet able to match his strength.

Wen Fengmian, however, did not speak; he was deep in thought as he reviewed the files sent by the Inner Court.

“Second Uncle, Second Aunt, don’t worry,” Ying Zijin leaned back in her chair, eyes relaxed, “this experiment, my dad and I have taken it on.”