Chapter 92 Thin Stone, Help Me
Now everyone has left, and the media has been asked to leave as well.
Lu Wenchang was cautious and dared not speak, for fear that his words would be leaked.
The bodyguards stepped forward and separated Su Yan and Lu Yiwan. Lu Yiwan was forcibly taken away, while Su Yan struggled, "Let go of Wanwan, what are you doing? A bunch of beasts."
Jiang Yimian squatted down in front of Su Yan. The woman had delicate features and a fierce look in her eyes: "Don't worry, I'll take you to see her in a bit."
Su Yan trembled all over, clenching her fists as if to scratch the face in front of her that looked exactly like Jiang Hua, but she was held down tightly. She screamed in despair, "Jiang Yimian, you will die a horrible death! I will not let you get away with hurting Wanwan!"
Jiang Yimian stood up, lifted her skirt, and walked upstairs. Her posture was upright, and her face was cold. There were people guarding the door of Jiang Yimian's hotel room.
One of them had a scar on his eyebrow, was tall and burly, wore a black suit, and looked fierce. He spoke with a Hong Kong accent, "Sister-in-law."
Jiang Yimian?
What did you call me?
"Sister-in-law?" He didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with the way he addressed her.
"You are the first woman our boss has ever offered to help, and you readily agreed without needing to lose an arm or a leg. You must have caught our boss's eye."
His smile was so cheap, it could even be described as a bit silly, but it managed to suppress the fierceness in him.
A crack appeared on Jiang Yimian's icy expression as she explained, "You've misunderstood. Your boss and I are business partners. Just call me Miss Jiang."
"Okay, Miss Jiang, the person is inside and has been tied up as you instructed."
Jiang Yimian nodded and asked, "What's your name?"
He then realized he hadn't introduced himself: "Miss Jiang, you can just call me Ah Long."
Jiang Yimian nodded, the door opened, and a strong smell of gasoline wafted out.
She calmly went in, while Lu Yiwan, with her hair disheveled and in a sorry state, was tied up in a chair.
The moment she saw Jiang Yimian, her voice shrill, "Jiang Yimian, you bitch, go to hell."
Ah Long brought over a chair, and Jiang Yimian slowly sat down, her eyes scrutinizing him. "Do you know what you look like right now?"
Lu Yiwan's eyes were bloodshot, filled with intense resentment, as she stared intently at her.
“It’s especially like when you first came to the Jiang family home. You were nine years old then, and you appeared at my door with messy, dry, frizzy hair covered in lice.”
“You startled me at the time, but I didn’t look down on you. I knew you came from a remote village with Su Yan. You didn’t receive good educational resources or a good quality of life growing up. So I told my mother that I would let you eat at the table with us from now on. I thought I would have a playmate, but I didn’t expect to have an ungrateful child by my side.”
Lu Yiwan suddenly burst into laughter, "That should have belonged to me in the first place, why are you giving it to me as charity?"
"The moment I saw you, I was extremely jealous. You were wearing a beautiful princess dress and holding a doll that I had never seen before. A doll costs 30,000 yuan, which is an astronomical figure for me. Why are you born with so much? I was born in a small mountain village."
“You have many admirers around you, and handsome young men like Bo Jinzhou are your playmates.”
Jiang Yimian curled her lips sarcastically, "As expected, people who are shameless to a certain extent cannot be woken up; they are inherently despicable."
"Su Yuwan, do you think you can become me just because you stole everything from me and changed your name? How ridiculous."
Su Yuwan: "No, these were originally mine, mine!"
“I am Lu Wenchang’s daughter, his biological daughter. I was born two years earlier than you. You are the one who usurped the place.”
She suddenly laughed. "You only found out about this now? You and your mother have been kept in the dark for so many years. Aren't you angry? Do you want to kill me right now?"
"So what if you win now? I've been winning since I was born. If it weren't for you and Jiang Hua, my mother and I wouldn't have had to go through all this trouble to scheme."
Su Yuwan wanted to see on her face the devastation, anger, despair, and heartbreak of learning the truth.
No, there isn't.
She was calm, even the corners of her mouth had a relaxed smile.
Su Yuwan stopped laughing, and her facial expression grew increasingly indifferent.
Jiang Yimian: "What? Seeing that I'm not as crazy and disappointed as you are?"
She tilted her head and said with a smirk, "I've known for a long time that you're Lu Wenchang's daughter."
"You..." Su Yuwan's eyes widened in disbelief, "How did you know? Did A-Jin tell you?"
"I guessed it. The fact that he treats his biological daughter like this and raises and loves his stepdaughter can only mean that you are his biological daughter. Otherwise, I really can't think of any reason why Lu Wenchang would give up me, his biological daughter."
Su Yuwan's face gradually turned pale. She couldn't believe how much patience Jiang Yimian had endured until now.
Jiang Yimian stood up and walked over step by step in her high heels. "You said these things originally belonged to you. If it weren't for my mother, you wouldn't even have a chance with the Jiang family. Lu Wenchang deceived my mother. You, Su Yan, have usurped my family's property."
"What makes you think these things should be yours? Just because Lu Wenchang became the Jiang family's son-in-law, do you think everything in the Jiang family belongs to you? That's ridiculous."
"You dare to take other people's things and act so self-righteous? Do you even deserve to be called a human being? You might as well be an animal; animals have no humanity."
Jiang Yimian composed herself and spoke slowly.
"Let me tell you, I was really devastated when I believed this fact, and I even attempted suicide. But when I thought about how you, Su Yan, and Lu Wenchang are still alive and well in this world, I suddenly didn't want to die anymore. Since you're all alive, I should live on even more."
"You want to crush me? I'll try my best to live. I've been planning this ever since Bo Jinzhou returned to China."
Su Yuwan's voice trembled, "You really were using him."
Jiang Yimian laughed, walked behind her, grabbed her hair and pulled it down, whispering in her ear, "Yes, but what you should be most worried about right now is yourself and Su Yan."
Su Yuwan struggled to breathe, veins bulging in her neck. "What... what are you going to do?"
Jiang Yimian's voice was calm, but it carried the lurking storm, "Back then, you had Su Yan lock me in the warehouse of Qingyue Villa, trying to burn me alive. Today, it's time for you to taste the bitterness of that."
She let go of his hand. "Su Yuwan, I've planned this for so long, even sacrificing myself. You should enjoy yourself. Look, I specially prepared all this gasoline."
"...Madman, madman!"
Jiang Yimian laughed, "Crazy? If I weren't crazy, my mental strength would be too good."
"Oh, right, there's something else I haven't told you. Beverly is me. I'm giving you a warning. Seeing you run away like a mouse makes me so happy."
Su Yuwan trembled with fear, screaming for help, but the door remained silent; she was completely trapped inside.
Ah Long set the table on fire, and the flames spread instantly. Jiang Yimian retreated step by step, enduring her fear of the fire, watching Su Yuwan struggle, break down, despair, and scream.
Her smile widened, and her bright champagne-colored dress was dazzling, like a blazing flame.
Ah Long urged, "Miss Jiang, hurry up, the fire will be coming soon."
There was no gasoline poured within ten meters of the entrance. Although it won't burn over quickly, fire is merciless, so it's best to be cautious.
"good."
She turned to leave, but Su Yuwan suddenly shouted behind her, "Don't you want to know how your mother died? Let me out, and I'll tell you."
Jiang Yimian stopped in her tracks, then turned around abruptly. "What did you say?"
Su Yuwan said again, "Save me! Otherwise you'll never know."
Jiang Yimian gripped the dress fabric tightly with both hands. The blinding flames burned, and the temperature rose higher and higher. She felt an itchy pain all over her body, as if she were being consumed by fire.
Her body began to tremble uncontrollably. The door was opened, her wrist was grabbed, her nose bumped against a cold, hard chest, and her face was pressed against a suit jacket, feeling a strong heartbeat.
Su Yan was thrown in. Bo Jinzhou's eyes were sharp and cold as he carried her away. The door was completely closed. Su Yuwan watched helplessly as the two of them left in each other's arms, despair engulfing her consciousness.
Bo Jinzhou grasped her shoulders, looked down, and asked with concern in his eyes, "Jiang Mianmian, what's wrong? The fire was about to hit us, what were you standing there for?"
Jiang Yimian suddenly regained her senses and pushed him away violently, her eyes bloodshot. Bo Jinzhou saw the hatred in her eyes and was stunned.
Chu Yao and Tan Yusu rushed over, "Mianmian."
Jiang Yimian seemed to have returned to her soul; the hatred in her eyes dissipated, replaced by a tearful, aggrieved, and dependent look. She reached out and hugged Bo Jinzhou.
His voice was strained and trembling: "My mother died in an accident, Bo Shitou, help me."
Bo Jinzhou's dark, narrow eyes were unfathomable, and his voice was deep and resolute: "Okay."
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